Lando Norris Shorts (Complete)

3. Streaming Goodbyes

*First of all I want to start off by saying that this section wasnt my best and a bit boring, so you can skip it if you want lol*

New York (February 7-15), London (February 15-19), Milan (February 19-25), and Paris (February 25-March 5).

Lando would occasionally join in on his best friend, Max Fewtrell's twitch streams. They would just sit there for a few hours and hang out, interacting with the people in the chat and entertaining thousands with their simple prescense.

You have never had the intent to join in on one before today. You would be departing at the ripe time of 4:00 AM the next morning for Fashion Week.

Fashion week was a globally recognized series of social events and fashion shows. They happened twice a year in a series of widespread significant cities to the world of fashion. You usually modeled in shows for Christian Dior after signing a multimillion dollar contract with them a few months ago, and would be attending every city this year. It took around a month from start to finish. One brutal month that you would spend away from Lando.

He was to attend the Paris show as a VIP this year out of support, but it was still very hard for you to keep away from your boyfriend that long.

It was the night before, (around 10PM) and you wanted to spend some time with Lando before departing. You came back to his house after a busy day of planning, packing, and intensive beauty procedures.

You lazily changed from your distinguished Balmain suit jacket with matching slacks, to a spaghetti-strap white tanktop and some  sweatpants in posession of Lando; synching them to fit higher and tigher around your waist.

Lando and Max were about 45 minutes into their stream when you entered the room. Lando was seated in Max's streaming chair with a hood framing his face and staring lazily into the computer. Max was struggling to line a few hexagonal audio foam pieces with two strips of LED lights.

Lando's eyes lit up when you walked in the room. You noticed his eyes skimmed up and down your outfit. Usually you dressed very very classy and elegant, put together in every aspect. So seeing you like this was defidently a different sight.

His face lit up with a smile as you closed the door behind you, seemingly breaking his reserved shell. "Hi!" He exclaimed excitedly. "Hello," you responded and promptly sat yourself down on Lando's left leg.

You watched as the chat on the computer began to fly by faster and faster. The fans loved any simple display of affection between you two that they could get, as it was not an often occurence. Of course you did kiss on live television in front of millions after he won his first race in Monza last season, but that was about it.

He and Max chatted casually as if you werent there, but you didnt mind; you were tired. Lando's thumb moved back and forth tracing your thigh in a non noticeable way to anyone else. Just a slight movement. But you loved it, you just loved Lando. Being in his mere presence brought butterflies churning in your stomach. Any move he made was perfect.

You settled in to him, hiding your head into the crook of his neck, and lazily draping your arm over his muscled shoulder. Enjoying every last second you two had together. Lando appreciated it, but he continued on with the stream.

After a few shifty minutes his hand gently found its way to rest on the dip of your waist. You could tell that he was sad too, although he was better at hiding it. There was an agonizing sort of tension in the air. You could tell Lando felt it too as he decided to end the stream early. "4,755 new subs, a record!" Max exclaimed, clearly unfazed.

You had no idea what that meant as you were new to streaming, but went along with it anyway as you liked to see Max in his element. The clock was a bit past 12 now, and everyone had decided to go to sleep. You lazily broke away from your still somwhat civilized contact with Lando, and checked your phone as the boys talked and set up the gear.

You were scrolling through Instagram, interacting with fans mostly. Before you knew it you felt some study arms pick you up.

Lando threw you over his shoulder playfully, which made you burst into laughter. "I think its time for bed princess,". You nodded, and he crossed the threshold to his bedroom and dropped you on your side of his bed.

You got up and proceeded to his closet, picking out another silk slip, this time in a light pink color. You rushed to change into it, rapidly brushing your teeth and completing your intensive skincare routines.

Everything was ready to go, bags packed, planes booked, rendez-vous scheduled. You breathed a sigh of relief. The moment you hit the thin cotton sheets a wave of sadness pooled over you. And as soon as Lando had gotten ready for bed and tucked in, you immediately fell into his embrace.

Scooting in close to him, you whimpered "I dont want to go". He reached up and began to gently lift the hair off of your face and tuck it behind your ear. Now your pooling tears became more visible to him, a few streaming down your face. "But you have to go, I will facetime you every day", "I love you, Lando", "I love you more".

He then planted a loving kiss to your lips, and you savored it. Icy chills shivered up your spine. Your freshly brushed two front teeth collided with his, which made you smile into the kiss.

After a few gentle minutes you pulled away, with tears still in your eyes. You turned to lay on top of him, and immediately fell silently asleep.

Lando liked the contact, although a bit uncomfortable after a while but he put up with it. He would do anything in the world to make you happy. And when you got up before the sunrise that day, he was the saddest to see you go.