you and lando were everyone’s favourite couple, you dated for a year but broke up due to hate and your mental health issues you always had struggled with. depression was a big factor in your life and lando had always tried to help but this time you shut him out and it ended up in you breaking up with him.

right now lando was in london for his quadrant rebranding shooting and you lived in london. you still received hate daily especially after the break up as it had affected lando a lot.

one day, you had a shit day and felt yourself falling into a depressive episode. everything felt wrong, and in a spur of the moment you picked up your phone to call lando. when he picked up you blabbered on about how you felt awful and you missed him as you sobbed hysterically on the phone. you hang up before he can get a word in.

two hours later, your doorbell to your apartment rings. lando was stood there, white hoodie and joggers on with a beanie.

“y-you came..?” you stutter out shocked.

“you called,” lando is eplied, his voice soft.