peridot | lando norris

32|abu dhabi|

maeve pov.

i wake up with a heavy head yet, feeling refreshed. i look to my side, expecting niamh but i see lando with his face squished against a pillow instead. he looked just as exhausted but there was a slight smile on his lips.

i realise i looked at him for a moment longer than that i'd intended and feel goosebumps rise all over my body and it was not just becasue i was cold but also our conversations from last night got back to me. there was a lot of drunk blabber that i was grateful for. it felt as if a weight was lifted off my shoulders.

i looked down at myself and sit up to check the ground to look for my shirt ,skirt and stocking. i remember taking them off in the middle of the night because i was itchy but that didn't explain why no mascara residue came off when i rubbed my face. no product was that good but i also don't remember taking my make up off. i noticed the pack of baby wipes on lando's night stand and tried to connect the dots.

i faintly remembered listening to lando, not quite sure if i imagined him talking about butterflies. i subconsciously touched my tattoo, that i often forget i have.

the curtains were closed, but just the shade ones so there was still some faint light in the room that penetrated through them. i walked over to lando and poke his arm but when that didn't work i pat his arm. seems like he was still a heavy sleeper after all these years.  or maybe it was just the alcohol.

"lando, wake up please?"i say and he hums. "just sleep. why are you up already?" he says in a low mumble and i try to keep my eyes open. sleep was tempting, but i had a meeting that i hoped i hadn't missed and i had to get back to niamh. she had her exam today.

"i have to get changed-" i smelt my breath and gagged. i couldn't tolerate my own morning breath. especially after alcohol. tequila didn't leave a great impression.

"lando get up," i didn't want to sneak around, it felt weird and i had make sure he was awake and aware. leaving that to when we see eachother next would be messy. niamh had be by herself without lando or me and i felt guilty for not being with her right now. i wasn't even sure what time it was since my phone seemed to have been discharged after i found it on the coffee table with lando's watch.

after some more effort, lando did get up and joined me in the bathroom while i washed my face.  we brushed our teeth in the bathroom, his eyes shut the entire time making it  look really silly. didn't seem like it was the first time that he was brushing his teeth in his sleep. we didn't exchange any words as he stepped back out of the bathroom and laid back down in his bed making me roll my eyes.

niamh and him were too alike. i knew there was a reason i loved them both unconditionally.

"we could've slept in, you know" he says with a yawn, sounding a lot more awake than before surprisingly. 

"no, you could've slept it. niamh's got an exam and i have a meeting scheduled for later. i need to get back and i didn't want to leave without talking to you first" i said while fixing my skirt. i was aware that i had lando's shirt on and not mine simply because i couldn't find it. 

"aww, that's sweet but-oh" he sat back down on the bed and opened his eyes , i notice them widen in shock. "you might wanna button it up" he said, poitning at my chest and i look in the mirror, seeing red- well actually purple too scattered across my body. 

to be fair, i seemed to have left a hickey as well but it was no much fainter and, hidden on his shoulder than whatever that was right on my waist.

"lando! this is-" i made a face in the mirror, unsure of how i should react. i could see him scrunched up face in the reflection as i traced over the spot he bit me. "are you mad? i don't think i can apologise for that now" he asked and i opened my mouth to say something but turned around to glare at him instead.