Formula 1 One-Shots (I)

Lando Norris [10]

A/N Wished by _amelia_bianchii. I hope you like it (: Only three more one-shots to go!

BOOKS with him:
Learning to Love
Redamancy

WARNINGS: /
WORDS: 1055

Cuddled up with Lando on the couch is one of the best ways to spend a cosy afternoon. Not having to worry about life and general and just relax while maybe a series is playing on TV or soft music is feeling the room while we just savour that the other one is here, and we can finally spend some time together after the last stressful weeks.

Today some music plays during our cuddle time and from time to time we speak some words but most of the time we are silent. Lando scrolls trough his phone at the moment and because of the position we are in I can observe what he is doing. How he looks at the pictures the people he follows posted and how he leaves likes on most of them.

A sour feeling rises my stomach when I see that most of his feed contains nearly naked women who show of their body. It makes me feel uneasy and I don't know what to do about it. When I want to look away from his phone screen, I can't, it is like my eyes a glued to it and I am damned to look at if forever. Why is he following so many bikini models? Well, yes, he is still a young boy and probably likes the sight, but it makes me feel insecure because I don't look like them. When he comments three pictures in a row from the same girl, I decide that it is maybe better when I say something.

"Lan?" I mumble, after taking a deep breath and hope that we can have this conversation without it leading to a fight. Lando immediately locks his phone, turning all his attention to me what makes my heart flutter before it continues to beat nervously because of what I am going to say. "Yes love?" He says and adjusts our positions a bit so that he can look at me.

"I...nevermind it's nothing." All courage has left me before I could even speak out what is going to my mind. I avoid Lando's eyes, trying not to show too many motions which could tell him how I am feeling. He probably knows that I am not feeling perfectly fine, making him frown and look a bit worried.

"Love, talk to me. Something seems to be bothering you." Lando says and traces my cheek softly with his fingertips, making me look up for a second before I look away again, facing the wall and not my boyfriend. Again, I gather all of my courage, take one last breath before I speak out what was bothering me over the last minutes.

"It's just that you follow so many girls on Instagram, most of them are bikini models and I seen you commenting on one of the girls' pictures for several times." I close my eyes, not wanting to be confronted with Lando's reaction and I can just hope that he is not mad at me. Feeling Lando's hand on my cheek makes me turn my head and I slowly open my eyes again to meet Lando's who is not showing that many emotions.

"She is just a friend." Lando explains while his thumb softly strokes over my cheek, trying to give me a safe feeling but his words doesn't make it better. "We used to be just friends too." I mumble and I don't know why I act so insecure all out of the sudden. Normally I am quite confident but seeing him liking and commenting on these photos gave me a little wave of bad emotions.

"Yes, but I love you and not one of those fake women." Lando says and slowly seems to get that it makes me uncomfortable to talk about this topic. He let his nose nuzzle softly against mine, hoping to make me smile again but I am not ready to be happy right now.

"I know, I just feel jealous because they look so perfect, and I am..." The words bubble out of me, and I am angry on myself because usually I don't get jealous but today seems to be an expectation and all kinds of feelings come over me. Jealousy, insecurity and the fear to lose Lando to someone prettier, more popular or just in general someone who could give him more.

"Don't even think about ending this sentence! I don't care about how they look because you are perfect for me." Lando says quite stern, making me sight in response. He is right, I shouldn't compare myself to all these women who probably use photoshop or starve themselves until their bones poke out.

"Maybe I should stop overthinking so much." I admit and cuddle a bit closer to Lando again, hoping that we can just forget my little attack of jealousy and continue our cosy day inside. "Maybe you should." Lando hums approvingly and I think we are finished but then Lando continues to speak.

"Because you have no reason to overthink so much. I know that it is one of you habits but I will do everything for you to stop worrying so much." Warmth flows trough my body, making me feel loved by the Brit who is cuddled close to me. He is so sweet and now I feel even more miserable because I was so jealous earlier, but I try to push these negative thoughts away and focus more on the positive things.

"What are you doing?" I ask Lando when he sits up a bit to grab his phone and then begins to click on it and scrolls in between. Curiously I sit up too and glance at his phone where Instagram is open, and he is scrolling trough the people he follows. "Stop following all these model accounts." Lando explains and keeps unfollowing all the account where a barely clothed model is on the profile picture.

"But you don't have to do this." I mumble, not wanting to force him to unfollow ever other woman because this wouldn't be a good base for a trustful relationship but Lando seems sure in his decision. "But I want to, and you know why?" He asks me, while smiling softly and I shake my head lightly, really not knowing why he decided to do this.

"Because I love you."