peridot | lando norris

37|geneva|

maeve pov.

lando norris was a perfectionist.

[you did not]

i said in utter disbelief when i saw a neatly packed dress box awaiting on the hotel bed.

i had indeed flown out to geneva with niamh to meet up with lando. kelly and penelope had come too, meaning niamh would have some company during the award show back at the hotel. it didn't make my worries any lesser and clearly, lando was better at managing that stress.

the day before yesterday had been, interesting. i told lando, everything. i was going to wait a little longer at first but after having kissed him in abu dhabi, many, many times i didn't want to lead him on.

i was relieved after knowing how lando took it but it also worried me that he didn't react in the way i'd expected him to, but it's not like i had any way of knowing.

he hadn't brought it up since the pier and neither did i. that night, we picked up bella and niamh together and lando joking enquired if he could join the sleepover and to both of our surprise, niamh and bella agreed.

lando had quite the spa day with the girls, part of me could see his regret when niamh put on a hairband on him to do his face mask. bella and i shared quite the laugh while munching on our dinner while niamh made sure to savour his look from all the angles.

they'd also both left home early yesterday,they were gone soon once i'd gotten back after dropping off bella. i needed that time to make sure i had everything covered since i didn't think i'd be coming back go london anytime before the new years now. lando had taken niamh to the mtc, and i couldn't lie - i really missed having them both around.

the apartment was almost too quiet after having had two rather loud nights back to back with the both of them causing chaos, and niamh's missing banter around the kitchen definitely made me feel a little bit hollow but, i was back to them now.

[hello?]

i heard lando's voice over the speaker phone as niamh urged me to open the box.

[i think we need a minute dad.]

niamh told him and i hesitantly tugged at the ribbon on the box, lifting the lid open to see a neatly folded dress inside.

he'd gone ahead and had a custom dress made, i knew it was a custom because of the embroidered label with my name on it.

[kelly's got a glam team or whatever they're called. they'll be over to steam it for you in a bit, i'll come by around 5.]

i heard his voice over the call.

[lando...] i called out and heard a hum over the phone.

[don't think too much maeve. we'll talk later about it.] he'd hung up the call after a lack of response from me. he'd been leaving me speechless more often than i'd like to admit lately.

it was a beautiful dress no doubt but i didn't know what this meant.

i was stunned and looked at niamh to see if she'd known about any of it.