*◌ೃ࿔ ≡ 🏎️🌫️🫧 .･*｡ lando norris x fem!reader — — where lando norris finally gets his maiden formula one victory and he gets the girl at the same time
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—— IT WAS A GOOD A SPOT AS ANY.
Despite Lando's best efforts, behind the guest barrier inside the McLaren garage was as close as he could get you. Not that you ever argued, it was mostly Lando honestly believing Zak would allow you to stand out in the pit lane so you could give him a kiss during a pit stop. When Lando mentioned it, you really hoped it was a joke.
So you stood where you normally stood behind the barrier, anxiously watching the race with the bulky papaya colored headphones over your ears.
Your heart was about to pound right out of your chest. You felt like you couldn't say anything, like if you acknowledge the 4-secound and growing gap between Lando in front and Max Verstappen behind him. You could barely breath you were so nervous, feeling the camera on you constantly as you were sure the livestream of the race was showing your distress with the stupid little logo underneath you that showed "Y/N Y/L/N, Lando Norris's partner".
It always made Lando laugh whenever he saw clips of your expressions during the race. You certainly weren't one for hiding how you were feeling.
But you could feel it.
You were going to witness Lando ending his burdening streak of no Grand Prix wins in his Formula One career. He had points, he had podiums, he had sprint wins and pole positions in qualifying. But never yet had he been able to pull off his maiden win.
And with five seconds now between him and the reigning world champion and only three laps left, things were looking mightly good.
Your phone buzzed consistently, surely his mother expressing her wild emotions through text as well, seeing as she couldn't exactly text Lando at the moment. Besides, his mother liked you just as much as her son, sometimes Lando even argued she loved you more.
A mechanic appeared at the barrier, "Y/N, come on!"
You frowned, constantly glancing at the screen to make sure you didn't miss a single second, "Wait, where?"
He grinned widely, knowing he was going to make good on his promise that he made the British driver the week after the two of you started dating, AKA nearly three years ago now. Lando was as lovesick as a puppy, quite frankly never shutting up about you until he was inside the race car— and even then, he managed to bring you up during practices when he was sitting still.
Lando made the man promise him one thing.
THREE YEARS AGO
"When I get my win, I want you to make sure she sees it. Up close, not on a t.v. screen or anything. I want her to see it for real."
The mechanic perked a brow, looking at the young driver oddly, "Didn't you two just start dating?"
