L for Lego
"Lando?" I called as I entered our shared apartment, holding a large yellow bag. When he didn't answer, I figured he was in his gaming room, probably on the sim or streaming with Max.
The latter was less likely since he had just streamed yesterday, so I took my shoes and coat off, grabbed the bag and rushed up the stairs to find him.
He was sitting on the sim, racing through what looked like Brazil. There was an empty pizza carton on the ground next to him.
I had gone out to eat lunch with friends and had left Lando alone. He didn't realise I was standing at the door until I dropped the yellow bag with the red logo on his lap, scaring him for life.
"Shit! Y/n!" he nearly fell out of his chair, gasping for air while his hand grabbed onto his chest over his beating heart.
I shook my head at the scene: Lando almost having a heart attack, the car in the sim crashed against the wall, and the large yellow bag on his lap.
He took the bag off his lap and turned to me, grabbing onto my hand.
"Hi, baby," I greeted gently, taking a seat on his lap as his arms wrapped around me.
He smiled: "Hey."
I kissed his cheek: "I'm sorry I scared you."
He nodded: "It's all right."
He returned my gesture and kissed my cheek, letting it be a long, warm kiss.
"What's in the bag?" he asked. I smiled at him, caressing his hair down to the back of his neck.
As much as he was impatient to see what I had gotten, he held back, awaiting an answer.
"I thought I'd surprise you," I hinted at the red logo on the yellow paper bag. Only now Lando dared to look away from my eyes and onto where it was on the ground.
His eyes lit up when he realised the logo read "Lego".
He looked up at me excitedly, which led to me chuckling.
"What did you get me?" he almost pushed me onto the ground trying to get up and to the bag. I laughed, watching him unpack it, revealing the one and only McLaren P1.
"Y/n!" he suddenly shouted with a worried look on his face, "Are you mad?!"
I frowned, taken aback: "What do you mean? Do you not like it? I thought you liked the car line-"
"I LOVE IT," his voice rang through the whole apartment. My eyebrows were raised as I tried to figure out why he was acting this way.
"Please tell me you used my credit card," he began.
"What? No, why would I?" I asked, slowly seeing what he was getting at.
Lando put the set down and stepped towards me, grabbing my hands and pressing a kiss to my knuckles: "I love love love you, Y/n, and I love that you get me things I like, but this..."
"This what, Lando? I don't understand," I said, squeezing his hands.
"It's expensive, darling, and I don't want you to think that I'll only ever be happy with expensive gifts."
I frowned, glad he was honest with me: "What makes you say that?"
"Last month you brought home that Ralph Lauren sweater for me," he said.
I nodded: "Lando, I want you to know that I don't go after the expensive things because I think you won't like me if I don't, okay?"
"All right," he sighed, "I just wanted to make sure."
We stood for a moment, hand in hand, smiling at each other.
But Lando broke first.
"All right, come on, let's build this baby."
I laughed, joining him on the floor of his gaming room to open and begin building the McLaren P1. It took all night, but it was worth it.
*****
Gosh, I know what I said and I promise I'm alive!!
Exams have completely taken over my life right now so I wasn't able to get to writing much.
Thank you for waiting so patiently and I hope you enjoy this short n' sweet story ;)
x
Brooke
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