he squeezed once, twice, drawing your eyes from your laced fingers onto his. Your eyes could have watered, but you blinked, uncontrollably almost, refocusing your gaze onto the centre console, where lando’s large hand held yours. you wanted to shrug it off, the material that once symbolised an unbreakable friendship now resting uncomfortably, a weight, a reminder, but you were there to support your boyfriend, in his every endeavour. you sat in the passenger seat of the rented volvo, the mild temperature unable to reach you here, especially not with the quadrant hoodie draped over your shoulders. it wasn’t too hot, nor was it cold, but lando was still wearing a hoodie nonetheless. You weren’t sure what to make of the weather in bahrain. The colour blue can symbolise many things: bravery and healing. because why wouldn’t he be? warnings: 18+ pls!! nothing major tbh, smut (mostly implied), bit of angst, bit of fluff, language, anxiety, the worlds most minor f1 incident, max being a snarky little bitch (affectionate) 4.8k words song: little freak by harry styles in which lando goes back to work and takes you along for the ride. thank u for the luv on the other two parts, biiiiiig hugs from me to you MWAH xoxox note: heads up, the max in this series is max fewtrell lmao. ![]() ![]() Read part 2: karma rules! FINAL PART! i hate it! what else is new? hopefully this wraps things up nicely. Read part 1: a golf swing and a trampoline
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