Golf - LN4
*:・゚ Summary: In Portugal, Lando Norris, Max Fewtrell, and Max’s girlfriend Pietra go golfing, with Pietra’s single friend (you) tagging along. You struggle with the game, prompting Lando to offer hands-on lessons.
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The warm Portuguese sun bathed the lush green golf course, casting soft shadows over the rolling hills. The faint scent of freshly cut grass filled the air as the group of four made their way towards the first hole. Lando Norris, Max Fewtrell, his girlfriend Pietra, and Pietra’s friend—a single woman, fresh-faced and smiling despite her clear inexperience with golf—walked together, laughter bubbling up between them as they teased one another.
Pietra nudged Max playfully as he adjusted his glove, “You know you're only here to look pretty while you lose, right?”
Max scoffed. “We’ll see who loses when I sink this birdie.”
Lando laughed, shaking his head as he carried his golf bag. His eyes, however, kept straying to the woman walking beside Pietra—you. You had been quiet at first, observing the banter between the group, but it didn’t take long for you to find your rhythm. Your natural charm had won the guys over quickly, but it was Lando who seemed most intrigued by you.
You were unsure about this whole golfing thing; you’d never played a round in your life. But when Pietra had invited you to join them on this trip, the allure of sunny Portugal and new adventures was impossible to resist. Plus, you weren’t going to lie—spending time around Lando was hardly a bad thing.
After the first few holes, it became obvious that you were, well, not the best golfer. You swung the club a few times, and while your effort was there, the technique... not so much. Your ball either went nowhere, or far off course. Each miss was followed by giggles from Pietra and lighthearted teasing from Max.
“You’ve got this,” Pietra grinned, leaning on Max’s arm, as you tried yet again.
Your swing was way off. The ball barely moved. You cringed, immediately breaking into laughter.
“That’s it,” Lando said with a mischievous smile, stepping forward. “Time for a lesson.” His eyes sparkled with something more than just amusement, his dimpled grin sending a flutter through your stomach.
You raised an eyebrow, but couldn’t stop the smile pulling at your lips. “Oh? You’re going to teach me how to golf?”
“Well, someone’s got to save you from yourself.” He gave you a teasing wink, his accent rolling off his words in a way that made your heart skip. “Max certainly won’t.”
Max snorted, raising his hands. “I’m no teacher. Good luck, mate.”
You shook your head, amused, but when Lando stood next to you, a little closer than necessary, you felt a warmth rise in your cheeks. He placed his hands over yours, adjusting your grip on the club. His touch was firm, but not forceful, guiding rather than instructing.
“First, you need to relax,” Lando said softly, his voice close to your ear. “You’re too tense.”
You swallowed, feeling your pulse quicken at the proximity. His body was warm, his presence so magnetic that you were barely able to focus on his words. You could feel his breath against your skin as he adjusted your arms, moving them into position. He leaned in a little more, close enough that the scent of his cologne filled your senses.
“Like this,” Lando murmured, his hands guiding the motion. He stood behind you, his chest lightly brushing your back, and for a moment, you forgot you were supposed to be learning how to golf.
The rest of the group had quieted, either lost in their own conversation or deliberately giving the two of you space. Pietra, ever the romantic, watched with a knowing smile.
“Okay,” Lando continued, still guiding your movements. “Now, on three, swing. One… two… three.”
Together, you swung, and to your surprise, the ball sailed smoothly across the grass, not far, but far better than any of your previous attempts.
You turned, eyes wide. “I did it!”
Lando grinned down at you, pride in his expression. “See? It’s all in the technique.”
You laughed, a little embarrassed but mostly happy. “I guess I just needed the right teacher.”
He gave you a playful nudge with his elbow. “Or maybe I’m just that good.”
The flirting between you and Lando was subtle, woven into each shared glance and teasing comment. It wasn’t overt, but the tension between you was undeniable. Every time his hand brushed yours as he handed you the club, or when his fingers lingered on your back as he showed you the proper stance, it sent little sparks through your skin.
“Okay, let’s try again,” Lando said, stepping back into position behind you. This time, his touch was more casual, but it still held that underlying tension that made your pulse race.
You swung again, and though the ball didn’t fly as far, it still went in the right direction.
Lando gave a mock sigh. “Guess I’ll have to stick with you for the rest of the day. You’re not ready to be let loose just yet.”
“Is that so?” You shot him a playful look, fully aware of how close he was standing to you. “And here I thought I was getting better.”
“You are,” he said, his voice soft and sincere. “You’re just not ready to leave the pro yet.”
You couldn’t help but laugh at his confidence, but something about the way he looked at you made the laughter die on your lips, replaced by a different kind of awareness.
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The day went on like that, filled with stolen glances, light touches, and gentle teasing. The others gave you space, Max and Pietra happily absorbed in their own world, but there was a sense that everyone knew something was happening between you and Lando.
As the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting golden hues over the course, the group decided to call it a day. Max and Pietra walked ahead, leaving you and Lando lingering behind, still chatting quietly.
“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Lando asked, his eyes catching yours as you strolled beside him, golf clubs slung over your shoulders.
You shrugged, smiling. “Not bad at all. But I don’t think I’ll be challenging you to a game anytime soon.”
“Maybe we could practice again,” he suggested, his tone light, but there was a flicker of something deeper in his gaze. “I could give you some more lessons.”
There it was again—the tension, the unspoken something that had been building all day. You felt your heart race, your stomach doing little flips at the idea of spending more time with him. Alone.
“I think I’d like that,” you said, your voice soft as you looked up at him.
Lando’s smile widened, his dimple showing once again. Without thinking, he reached out and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers lingering for a second longer than necessary.
Neither of you moved for a moment, the world around you seeming to fade as the connection between you intensified. You weren’t sure who moved first, but suddenly, you were standing even closer, the air between you charged with possibility.
“Lando,” you whispered, unsure of what to say next, your heart beating fast in your chest.
But before you could say more, Max’s voice rang out from ahead. “Oi! You two lovebirds coming or what?”
You both jumped back, laughing at the interruption, though the moment wasn’t lost. Lando’s hand found yours for a brief second, giving it a gentle squeeze before he let go, his eyes promising that this wasn’t the end of whatever was brewing between you.
“Yeah, we’re coming,” Lando called back, a grin on his face.
As you made your way back to the group, your heart felt light, your cheeks warm from more than just the sun. Golf might not have been your game, but Lando—Lando was a whole different story.
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*:・゚ Notes; thank you for reading, I hope y’all enjoyed! Also a BIG thank you for all the love on one of my last story; Lazy mornings!
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Ride 790: Drop of water
Pag 1
1: The lead is here!!
2: It's Higo's climber, third year of the local Kumadai!! Fujiwara Masayuki!!
Kumadai is in the lead!!
Higo... mokkosu!!
3: I'm running solo at the top of the brilliant mountain stage of the Inter High's first day!!
Go, Kumadai!!
Mokkosu!!
4: Not bad!! This is the best condition!!
Pag 2
1: I can see the red bib of the mountain prize!!
I'll take it!! For sure!!
2: Taura-san!! Ise-san!!
4: Manami and Mountain King went ahead and now are passing the climbers one by one!!
Ugh!! Wa!!
Pag 3
1: They keep moving up!!
Ah!? Huh!?
Amazing, their speed is on another level!!
Incredible they can run at such a speed even on a climb!!
Pag 4
1: What's that acceleration!!
Woah, it's Mountain King and Manami!!
They're so fast!
2: Dammit!! I heard that those two are good friends
The two of them are climbing together in “cooperation”!!
4: Aaaaaaaaaa
Pag 5
2: Are you kidding me, you're accelerating on this slope!? You passed me
Ahh, as expected
4: It's such a close range!!
5: That's not it... those two aren't “cooperating”....
Pag 6
1: They're competing while climbing!!
Pag 7
1: It's hard, Manami-kun
For me too
2: My chest and legs hurt
Mine too
3: But I can't stop!!
For real!!
Pag 8
1: Let's go, until we reach the gate on the summit ahead of us!!
2: Beyond our limits!!
Pag 9
4: Amazing... what even are those two
Somehow it feels like their level is different from the other cyclists....
5: Do they both want the mountain prize and are fighting for it?
6: Or is it “something else”?
Pag 11
3: Is it a good idea, Midosuji-kun? We entered the mountain and Moutain King.... Onoda and Manami moved
Is it a good that we didn't send anyone?
4: For the mountain stage of the first day I'd say that everyone has a chance to take the red bib so why don't we let Kiriya... go
I mean...
Water
5: Yes
Pag 12
3: This guy.... Komari... to take the water bottles he has in the back of his jersey.... he put his hand inside from the...
Pag 13
1: back of his neck!!
2: Here
Yeah
4: He poured so much on his head!!
Pag 14
1: The mountain prize is a useless decoration, so why would I want it?
Funatsu-kuun
2: Well
But Sohoku and Hakogaku!! And their main forces stepped out.... Manami and Onoda, right?
4: And?
Well... uhm... we have rules and they have theirs, I guess... yeah!!
5: We just have to watch the movements of Sohoku and Hakogaku's main forces?
While closely observing their movements and strategies
Pag 15
1: 'Cause the finish line is still ahead!!
Ye- yeah
2: Manami and Sakamichi moved
5: For the first day's mountain
Puku, no way
Do you have water for me too?
Don't ignore me...!!
Pag 16
1: To take a useless mountain prize!?
2: Those two want a decoration like that?
4: There's no strategic reason
5: The four-eyes unlike the others.... and the guy who's not a small fry and I can't look down on...
Their reason to fight
6: That's
Pag 17
1: A “supreme scraping”!!
5: The drops of water together
7: The “Inter High”
8: is a place that hits the enhanced body and mind
Here, what those two have always wanted
Pag 18
1: is to “run”!!
2: The mountain line is just an indicator for that!!
Perhaps they wouldn't even feel anything if someone else took it!!
3: The best condition for both of them
4: A one-off chance
5: They'll keep scraping and scraping, using all of their strength and giving their all on this big stage
Just to compete!!
Pag 19
1: Puku!! Useless, useless, that's...
Huh? What? What!?
What it means “friends”!? That!?
2: Ridiculous!? A waste, puku!! Puku puku
F-friends!? Is this another question!?
3: Nothing special....
4: But
5: The only thing I can say
6: Their battle that's unfolding now
Pag 20
1: Its purity... is extremely high!?
Extremely!!
2: To the point that no one can even touch it!!
3: 3km left until the mountain line!!
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