blushing papaya - Lando Norris
Y/N x Lando Norris
Theme: Fluff
as the daughter of a ferrari strategist, you're able to attend races. Thats when you developed a crush on Lando x
word count: 1390+
request by @gemwrestling, hope its okay! :S
It's the end of the first practice session this weekend. After raining for most of the session, and with the sun hiding behind a thin veil of clouds, a few warm rays manage to break through. However, it is still pretty cold, when you find yourself inside the Ferrari garage as journalists, mechanics, and of course, the drivers are running around the paddock, giving interviews, chatting, and laughing. Dreamily, you're leaning against the inside of the garage, watching two drivers chat with one another. Ferraris Charles Leclerc and McLarens Lando Norris are talking about their sessions, both of them smiling and motioning with their hands.
This year, your father got the job as one of the Ferrari strategists, after applying to more than a dozen different jobs, and your whole family is more than excited for him to work for this iconic team. Luckily, you can join him every other weekend, attend races, meet new people, and live this life. That's when you met both of your drivers, Charles and Carlos, and you bonded right away. You're especially close to Carlos, who's acting more like a big brother to you, while Charles is the one getting you into trouble. To be fair, he manages well, and most of the time, he gets you out of trouble as well.
Someone, however, caught your attention right away. The person Charles is talking to right now, Lando. You've met him a few times while hanging around with Carlos, and even though he acts shy at first, he is one of the most fun-loving, passionate drivers on the grid. Looking into his beautiful eyes, you couldn't help yourself but develop a crush on him.
Now, you're watching him closely, the way his face twists and turns, through multiple emotions while recounting his good training session, or the way his well-formed body moves when he talks. That's the other thing, his pretty physique attracts you as well. Lando is even growing a little beard, a light stubble, which you need to get used to, but somehow, it suits him well. "You're not even listening." A voice snaps you out of your dream, causing you to flinch shortly. "Uhhh, whaaat?" You say, turning around to see Carlos standing there, wearing his red racing suit, his hair messy, and a coy smirk spreading across his lips. "I….I was just thinking, about…"
Thinking quickly, you try to come up with a reasonable response, but then, he approaches you, to stand by your side. "What were you looking at anyway." He says, gently pushing you aside with his hip, to get the best possible angle. "Hey!" You protest, but when you turn around, both of you are looking straight at Charles and Lando, snickering and smiling. "Ahhh," Carlos says, his voice turning into a giggle. "I see." Blushing heavily, you pout. "I don't even know what you're talking about." You say, unable to look at anything but Lando. "Oh?." Carlos smiles, turning his face to you, a faint glimmer shining inside his eyes. "It's okay, Y/N. I get it." He smiles warmly and turns his face again before he starts to take his gloves off.
"Carlos. I don't know what you're talking about." You try your best to stop your face from turning as red as your Ferrari shirt, but you know he's looking right through you. "Okay. Okay." He hides a smile by biting his lower lip. Then, he straightens his back and stretches his arms, letting out a low groan. "You should tell Lando, you know." Blinking a few times, the sound of his voice sends shivers down your spine. "How do you know it's Lando?" You say without hesitation. Carlos tilts his head triumphantly. "Please, that's obvious," Carlos says, running a hand through his messy hair. Before you can respond, however, he takes a step toward you, again tilting his head. "Just the way your eyes light up when you look at him, your smile when he's around, or simply the way you're a little more nervous when talking to him."
Going through all of your interactions inside your mind, you cannot disagree with any of those. "I cannot tell him. What if he doesn't like me back. That would be so awkward." Carlos gives you a knowing look, basically telling you that that won't happen. "Well, Y/N." He says, taking a step back into the garage. "You will never know until you try." Thinking deeply, you look at him shrugging. "I will talk to you later." Carlos waves and heads inside for his debrief, but at first, he looks at something, someone behind you, and smiles warmly. Turning around, expecting to see Charles, you bump into someone else. "Oh, Y/N. I'm sorry." Lando is standing right in front of you, and to steady yourself, you placed both of your hands on his firm chest. "Oh, uh, no. It's my fault." You stutter, your eyes wandering across his chest, his neck, and even further upright to his beautiful eyes.
At first, he smiles quickly, before his eyes wander down his own body, looking right at your hands on his pecs. You're touching him, feeling his strong chest heaving against the palm of your hand. Instantly, you start to admire his form, the way he looks wearing that racing suit. It looks like it's hand-made for him, the fabric swirling around his whole body smoothly, flattering him flawlessly. For a second, you stand there, unable to move, before you regain your composure. "Oh, fu….I am sorry, Lando." You say, pulling your hands away quickly. Blushing, you wish for a hole to form underneath you, swallowing you whole. "That's okay, I startled you." He smiles warmly, and for a second, there is an awkward silence hovering between you, before you two open your mouths, trying to say something, but at the same time, interrupting each other.
Sharing a quick laugh, both of you blush now. "You first." He says kindly. "Did you want to talk to Carlos? I think he's going for his debrief now." You say, looking behind you to maybe spot Carlos still running around the garage, but he's nowhere to be seen. But when you turn back to Lando, you catch him smiling shyly, his eyes wandering all over your face. "Actually." He growls quietly. "I wanted to talk to you," Lando says, acting shyer than usual. "Mmmmeee?" You say, feeling your stomach now acting up, twisting and turning. Lando nods warmly, and you notice him slowly, gently stroking himself, running a hand across his chest, the other through his hair. "What can I do for you?" You say, trying your best to hide your nervosity behind a polite smile. Are you that obvious? Was Carlos right? Does Lando know as well? It's still time you turn around and leave, hide somewhere, maybe inside someone's motorhome.
A million thoughts are running through your mind, looking for something, some way to escape, but then, Lando opens his mouth again, taking a deep breath. 'What is he doing?' You think, when suddenly. "Do you want to, get something to eat? During the break?" Lando says quickly, nearly stumbling over his own words while his voice breaks slightly. Unable to respond, you slowly tilt your head slightly, blinking a few times. "Huh?" A low squeak escapes your mouth, no matter how hard you tried to keep it in. "Oh, uh, I understand you're busy… I just thought, eh, maybe.." Lando goes into panic mode, and you can tell he's as anxious as you are.
"No, uhm. I mean. That sounds great." Stunned, the two of you exchange a few awkward smiles before he finally realizes what you just said.
"Uhh, so food?" Lando smiles and steadies his hands on his hips. "I am so hungry." You say, and subconsciously, you hold your stomach. Not necessarily through hunger, but more due to the knot forming inside it. "Me too." He smiles again, both of you as red as that car standing inside the Ferrari garage. Together, you make your way through the paddock toward a little food truck handing out self-made hamburgers. You're enjoying your break with Lando, talking about his training session, the upcoming race, and the possibility of a podium. Before the next part of training is about to start, you set another time for a date, this time, away from prying eyes.
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HE DOES IT BETTER | ALEX SHELLEY/ JAY WHITE x ME
This was brought to you by my self indulgent ass and @unlikelywrestlingfan :)
Summary: when the trainee of MCMG plays bias to her mentor at jay whites expense
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I watch ushered into the arena covered in a blanket and wheeled in on a wheelchair so my arrival would be a surprise, as I got into my locker room I let out a chuckle before getting ready to kick some bullet club ass! as I put on my motor city merch I looked at the dog tag in my hand with a shit eating grin, everything was going to plan punk and Ricky were going at it with the Gunns on the outside of the ring whilst Cash and Dax were beating up jay and juice like their lives depended on it.
In a matter of seconds I run out sliding into the ring with utter finesse to then send juice flying into the corner with Alex’s move “slice bread” As I did my classic Gem style Kip up I grinned at FTR who were holding Jay, they got the gist of what I was doing and handed jay over to me I looked down at him with nothing but pure malice as I positioned him into the SHELLSHOCK finisher then planted him right on his face letting out a satisfied laugh as I did.
After the show people where going crazy, my phone vibrated every 5 seconds like mad that’s when I decided to post something on instagram
GemWrestling: @/Tastethediff does it better 😏
3 minutes later my phone begins to buzz like mad again I just let out a chuckle as I looked through all the notifications letting out a loud laugh when I see these two comments
Tastethediff: my little terror 😂 love you kiddo 😘
JayWhiteNZ: 😒🖕🏼🖕🏼
I couldn’t stop laughing for a solid 5 minutes after reading it and was extremely satisfied with the work I had done and excited for my new journey in AEW to begin with annoying Jay white until I get told to stop
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