REQUESTS CLOSED Formula 1 One Shots III

Halcyon - [Lando Norris]

A/N: for alwaysvettel (halcyon means calm, peaceful, happy/golden)

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REQUEST: You're Lando's press officer for about a year and as he wins his first race and you're sent to the podium with him, where he admits his feelings.

The adrenaline that rushed through everyone's veins in the garage was going through the roof. Lando was driving into the last corner of the Red Bull Ring after he had captured the lead a couple laps ago, still chased on the tail by a Mercedes that wanted that win just as much as Lando did. You were squeezing Charlotte's hand, who was standing next to you and you knew you were nearly breaking your fingers, but your Lando was about to win and the weekend couldn't get any better. Everyone cheered loudly when he won and it was amazing to see his crew gathering, the ones who added to this win and made it all possible as well. You were about to run towards Parc Fermé, when Andreas gently tugged on your shoulder. "You can go up to the podium with him!". He called over the sound of the festive team in the background. "Me?". You asked, shouldn't his engineer go up there, who was the mastermind behind the strategy? Andreas nodded. "I'm sure he'd want you to". He confirmed and you nodded, shaking your head a little as you never imagined to ever step on the podium with Lando and receive the constructors trophy.

You were allowed to get into Parc Fermé as Andreas guided you there, indicating you were the team's representative up there. You felt giddy when the cars neered, P2 and P3 arrived first as Lando was driven a slow lap to wave at his fans and to take the time to yell it all out on the board radio. The McLaren slowly got into the middle of the other cars and Lando rushed to get out of his seat and he jumped into his team that was standing behind the fences. He didn't miss a single high five and it offered you the time to snap some pictures for the McLaren socials which you could update on the flight home. You waited patiently for him to come as he was with Jon first, who offered him his cap and his water bottle. His eyes caught yours and he immediately offered you a toothy grin, strolling over to embrace you tightly, which surprised you a little as you never hugged before. You gladly wrapped your arms around his warm body, his suit dangling around his waist and his fireproofs were slightly damp with sweat. "You were amazing". You said over the sounds of the whole event, the cheers of the fans and everything else. "Thank you". Lando replied, his hot breath fanning over the back of your neck before pulled back and squeezed your upper arm.

"I'm coming with you to the podium". You informed him. "You are?". Lando asked, his eyes sparkling with joy and you wished you could take a picture of it. You nodded in confirmation and he nodded with a grin. "That's great". He said. He was interviewed first before he could head up to the podium and you followed after him, excited to be up there. Lando was called onto the podium and your name followed next. You pridely took your spot on the side of the podium, folding your hands behind your back when everyone went slightly quiet for the anthem. Lando looked at you from over his shoulder, sending you another smile that you returned. The trophies were handed out and you took it firmly in your hands, lifting it in the air with pride for the team. The champagne bottles were opened and you squealed when Lando immediately aimed for you, soaking you with it and then poured some over himself, his hair sticking up in a wild way and he moved his hand over his eyes as he looked at you. "I'm happy you're here!". Lando said, stepping closer to you, holding onto the champagne bottle with one hand while the other pulled you closer. "Really happy". He smiled and before you could process what happened, he leaned down to capture your lips between his.

The other drivers continue to spray the champagne over you, but the sound and everything else faded out when your arms linked around his neck to kiss him back, his hand hot on your lower back even though your shirt was soaked with champagne. "I think it says enough about how I feel about you". Lando muttered, gazing into your eyes. "Let's talk about it in depth later". You said. "We have some interviews to do". You smiled. "We do". He smiled and leaned down to kiss you once more, a sweet champagne kiss.