One Shots | Formula 1

LN☁︎/♥

"We'll figure it out together."

The morning sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. I stretched and yawned, blinking away the remnants of sleep. It had been three months since I moved in with Lando, and while the novelty of waking up in Monte Carlo hadn't worn off, the absence of him beside me was starting to take its toll.

I glanced at the empty space next to me, the imprint of Lando's body still visible on the sheets. He was away again, off to another race in some far-flung corner of the world. The Formula 1 season was in full swing, and with it came the inevitable distance between us.

When we first moved in together, everything felt perfect. Lando showed me around Monte Carlo like the enthusiastic tour guide he was, pointing out all the hidden gems and secret spots only locals knew about. Those days were filled with laughter, adventure, and the kind of love that made my heart feel like it was going to burst.

But then the races started, and Lando's schedule became packed with training, travel, and media obligations. Suddenly, our cozy little apartment felt a lot emptier without him around. I missed the sound of his laughter, the way his eyes lit up when he talked about racing, and the warmth of his touch.

Being the girlfriend of a Formula 1 driver wasn't easy. It meant long periods of time apart, late-night phone calls filled with tired whispers, and the constant worry that something might go wrong on the track. Every time Lando suited up and got behind the wheel, my heart was in my throat, praying for his safety with every turn of the race.

I sighed and dragged myself out of bed, padding across the hardwood floor to the kitchen. The smell of coffee filled the air as I flicked on the espresso machine, the familiar routine providing some comfort in the midst of my loneliness.

As I sipped my coffee, I couldn't help but think about Lando. I wondered where he was, what he was doing, and if he was thinking about me too. It was silly, I knew, but I couldn't shake the feeling of longing that gnawed at my heart whenever he was away.

I glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall, counting down the days until his next race. Only one more week until he would be back in Monte Carlo, back in my arms where he belonged.

The week passed in a blur of anticipation and nervous energy. Finally, the day of the Monaco Grand Prix arrived, and with it, Lando's return home. I tried to contain my excitement as I waited for him to walk through the door, but the butterflies in my stomach had other plans.

When Lando finally arrived, his smile was as bright as ever, but there was a hint of concern in his eyes as he took in my lackluster greeting. "Hey, babe," he said, wrapping me in a tight hug. "Missed me?"

I nodded, burying my face in his chest and inhaling the familiar scent of his cologne. "Of course, I did," I mumbled, trying to sound convincing.

But Lando wasn't fooled. He pulled back and studied my face, his brow furrowing in confusion. "Is everything okay?" he asked, his voice soft with worry.

I forced a smile and shrugged, trying to brush off his concern. "Yeah, everything's fine. Just glad to have you back."

But Lando wasn't convinced. He took my hand and led me to the couch, sitting down beside me with a concerned look on his face. "You know you can talk to me, right?" he said gently. "I can tell something's been bothering you."

I hesitated, unsure of where to begin. How could I explain the mixture of emotions swirling inside me—the loneliness, the boredom, the fear—all while trying to maintain a facade of normalcy?

But Lando was patient, his hand warm and reassuring as it squeezed mine. "It's okay," he said softly. "You don't have to pretend with me."

So I told him everything. I told him about the sleepless nights spent worrying about him on the track, about the endless days filled with nothing but my own thoughts and insecurities, about the overwhelming sense of loneliness that seemed to follow me wherever I went.

And to my surprise, he listened. He listened as I poured out my heart, sharing my fears and doubts with a vulnerability I hadn't known I was capable of. And when I was finished, he didn't judge me or dismiss my feelings. Instead, he wrapped me in his arms and held me close, his touch a comforting anchor in the storm of my emotions.

"I'm sorry," he said softly, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. "I didn't realize how much this was affecting you. But I'm here now, and I'm not going anywhere. You should travel with me from now on."

I stared at Lando in disbelief, his words sinking in slowly. Travel with him to every race? The idea was both thrilling and terrifying all at once. Could I really leave behind everything I knew to embark on this whirlwind adventure with him?

"But what about my job?" I asked, my voice filled with uncertainty. "I can't just drop everything and follow you around the world."

Lando shook his head, his eyes sparkling with determination. "You work remote, remember? You can do your job from anywhere. And besides," he added, reaching out to take my hand in his, "I've told you multiple times that you don't need to work. I can take care of us."

I squeezed his hand, feeling a rush of gratitude and love wash over me. Lando was offering me the world, and all I had to do was reach out and take it. But something held me back, a nagging voice in the back of my mind reminding me of all the reasons why this was a bad idea.

"I don't want to overstep boundaries," I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don't want to be a burden or hold you back from anything."

But Lando wouldn't hear of it. He cupped my face in his hands, his eyes searching mine with a fierce intensity. "I want you to overstep all of my boundaries," he said firmly. "I want you by my side, always. You're not a burden, you're my everything."

Tears welled up in my eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment. How did I get so lucky to have someone like him in my life? Someone who saw past my insecurities and doubts to the heart of who I truly was.

With a shaky breath, I made my decision. "Okay," I said, my voice trembling with emotion. "Okay, let's do it. Let's travel the world together."

And just like that, a weight lifted off my shoulders, replaced by a sense of excitement and possibility. Lando pulled me into his arms, holding me tight against his chest as if he never wanted to let me go.

"We'll figure it out together," he murmured against my hair. "I promise."

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