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A GENUINE PIECE OF ART

I’m so exciiiteddd

One of a kind. Pt.2

Lando norris x RICCIARDO!reader

Tw: swearing, bad Italian,

My master's list

Part 1

A/n :sorry it took so long also @astars-things and @stopandgopenalty tysm 😭

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There's a knocking on your door. "God what time even is it" you thought yourself. Shit. If you're phone wasn't wrong, it was already 2pm. You run up to the door as soon as possible.

"just woke up?" Lando look at you with smirk.

"yep" you sighed. You slowly scanned him leaving and awkward silence. He was wearing his quadrant hoodie like always with black trousers. He looked like he just woke up too but His hair was some how more perfect than ever. He suddenly crouched a little down to match to your eye level "you still here?"

"yeah sorry."

"third time I caught you doing that" he chuckled.

"doing what?" You asked in genuine confusion. "Staring at me, might even say 'checking me out' " he said jokingly. You start feeling your face lighting up. You cover your face and mentally scream for a second before mumbling, "sorry".

"anyways, meet me at the lobby at 6:00, I'll be waiting" he said while giving you a smile. "Mhm, okay" you said as he closed the door. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. You didn't even know if you have a good outfit. You looked through your clothes and found a nice pair of dress trousers but no shirt. You quickly went down to your brother's room and rang the bell. "Hi y/n anything you need?" He peeked through the door.

"I need a shirt, like a going out shirt"

"can I ask why?"

"going out with lando... Don't get it wrong though!" You point at him," It's not a date, he just wants to make up for giving a bad first impression." You said in a panic.

"well if you say so, come in" he said in a annoyed voice. You ran in and looked for a shirt. "Perfect." You grabbed one of Daniel's black button up shirt. "God do you not iron your shirts Dan?".

"You're the only one who irons my shirts" he said chuckled

"my days." You sighed. " Well I'm gonna go now " you ran towards the door.

Thank god he didn't say anything about it, You thought to yourself. You took a long bath to calm yourself from the excitement. you didn't even have any idea where you guys were going, or if this was a date.

Shit, it was already 3:30 the bath took way too long. You still needed to do your make up and your hair and not to forget, iron the shirt. Now starting to do your makeup, you got all kinds of thoughts of the date. A little, intrusive you might say. How he might ... You know.

Pulling away from the thoughts, you finish your makeup. thankfully it was one of your good hair day so you could move on to your outfit.

You looked at Daniel's shirt and saw the 'dr3' logo embroidered on it. You couldn't help but smile at it. This still forgive him on never ironing his shirt though. Looking into the mirror, you got yourself ready to go down to the lobby.

Already, the butterflies were going crazy in your stomach. As the doors of the elevator, you saw the boy waiting from the corner of your eyes. He saw you as soon as you walked out of the elevator he ran up to you and gave you a half hug. "You look great" he complimented.

"you do too" he seemed flustered by the comment and lit up. You couldn't help but giggle at him.

"so where we heading to?" You asked

"You'll see soon" he linked his finger to yours and started to head to the parking lot. He opened the door of his rental car for you like one of those cheezy couples. it was one of those fancy McLarens that the company rented off to him. "Slow down lando You're going to go over the speed limit" you scholded.

"sorry mom" he mocked at you jokingly and sped up even more for a second just to taunt you.

"seriously stop" you giggled.

As the golden hour hit, the golden ray shot down into the windows shining onto Lando. He looked like a photo or a painting ; he didn't seem real. His eyes turned into a lovely shade of hazel and teal and his lips, God. It looked so good.

"do I look that pretty?" He asked breaking the silence

"..sure" you blurted out quickly as you became flustered by the sudden question. He chuckled for a little while then said, "we're almost there". Arriving in the parking lot, you saw the dare you say most beautiful tiny restaurant. It was like a little hut, or a cottage it had a little flower garden next to it and everything.

"Do you like it? Pick it myself." He smiled as he reversed the car to park. And yes, he did put his arm around your seat while reversing. (🫢) Again, he opened the door for you and helped you get out of the car. "Where'd you even find this place?"

"some researching and a little help from the gas man"

"gas man??" You couldn't help but laugh

"I mean Gasly, I picked it up from Daniel" he laughed with you.

"sounds like something he would say."

"yeah nah the gas man" he imitated Daniel's accent.

"that was pretty similar" you smiled

"I've been working on it" he said proudly. The joking aside, you admired the cottage again before entering. Inside was some how even more beautiful. It was cozy with paintings and fairy lights.

"ah, lei è il signor Norris?Are you Mr Norris?" The server asked Lando.

"sì" he answered confidently with a smile.

"I'm charlie, welcome to la piccola capanna. Just call me whenever you want to order"

"Pierre said the gnocchi and the calzones are really good." He said as he read the menu. You read through the menu with honestly, there was at least 7 things you wanted to eat. You'd been craving all kinds of Italian food the moment you step foot on Monza. "These all sound so good I can't choose." You whined like a kid. Lando let out a small chuckle "I'll probably have the Spaghetti alla Napoletana"

"I'll just have the gnocchi then." You came up with something random " mi scusi, potremmo ordinare per favore. excuse me could we order please." you called for the waiter.

"si, cosa vorresti?would you like to order?"

"ehm, una Spaghetti alla Napoletana per lui e gli gnocchi per me grazie a Spaghetti alla Napoletana for him and a gnocchi for me thank you" you said fluently in one quick swift.

"sarà preparato subito will be prepared right away" the waiter said as he walked away.

"I've completely forgotten that you and Daniel both are half Italian" he said in awe. He looked genuinely mind blown making you laugh.

"sei serio? are you serious?" You asked in the thickest Italian accent . Lando started wheezing and laughing at your accent. "Anyways, , how does Pierre know this place." You switched the subject.

"he went out with a Italian chick and found this place."

"yeah obviously" you scoffed in your breath thinking about Pierre.

"did he ask you out or something" he teased

"he tried to, Daniel stopped him though. Absolutely hilarious." You laughed. Lando was actually really fun to hang out with you though to yourself. Talking away, you guys chatted for ages before finishing your food. "Should we start heading out now?" He asked as he finished eating his food. Lando paid for the meal and got up to leave. When you two got out of the restaurant the breeze hit you to now with the sun set and the moon fully out. " Do you want to go for a drive" you nodded at his question.

Lando drove through the town seeing the night views. As he made a sharp turn he put his hand on your thigh. You jumped a bit as you were expecting that and he quickly put his hand away too. "Sorry I- I usually put my hand on the passenger seat when I make a turn and.." he startled himself too when he put his hand on you.

".. it's okay" You didn't really know what to say. You could clearly tell he did enjoy it though he was startled. As he put his hand on the cup holder, you guided his hand onto your thigh again. He squeezed it gently as he made the next turn. Your mind was going blank from the excitement.

Now seeing the hotel, The 30 minute ride felt like only a few minutes. You honestly wanted it to last longer but you could only dream. Next thing you know you two were walking up to your own rooms.it was a bit disappointing but it was only the second day of knowing him. it was clear that he was disappointed too.Nonetheless, you hugged him goodbye and went to your separate rooms.

What a bummer. you thought as you got out of the bathroom after a shower. You heard a faint groaning from next door. "Fucking hell y/n".

Was he really thinking of you?

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A/n : sorry for the similar ending as part one but you know the next part is gonna be spicy. 😏

Idk if this is a one shot or if we’re getting more out of it but idc cause it’s actually a masterpiece

Whipped

Pairing: Lando Norris x Assistant!Reader

Warnings: Smut mentioned, Lando is a secret simp, Fuckboi!Lando

Rating: PG-17

Requested: Yes/No

Being Lando's assistant, you've seen and heard many things. Girls coming and going at odd hours, girls leaving his driver's room in a mess, hell, you've even had to hide girls from the media after hookups. But you knew this when you took the job as it was the first sentence in the contract.

It has never bothered you because Lando was a playboy/fuckboi who wanted to have fun. Of course, you did more than just help him with his ways, interviews, photoshoots, media obligations for F1, and anything Lando needed you for. You did.

Lando flirted with you. Brains and beauty is what he said about you when people asked. He praised you to no end but never crossed a line with you, always keeping it professional; he cherished you too much.

"Lando! For the love of christ, put on clothes. You have the driver's interview!" You bang on his door, but that doesn't stop the porno noises in the room; you just roll your eyes.

Leaning against the wall, the door gets thrown open, almost hitting you, but you just stare at the blonde girl rushing out of the room with Lando following her.

"See you later." The blonde giggles winking at him as she rushes into the sea of people here for the race.

"Really? We just landed yesterday and couldn't wait, could you?" His head turns to your hard stare, and he has the decency to look ashamed.

"What? She's hot." Is his only argument which has you standing up straight again.

"Make yourself presentable. I don't need to get shit again from Zac about your.......look." Eyes roll over his messy hair, lipstick-stained skin, and love bites very visible.

"Damn, okay, don't lose your cool. I'll look nice." He smiles and goes back into the room and, not long after, comes out smelling clean, clearly taken a shower while you waited.

"Ready?" He asks and starts the walk to the media room having the media day with Carlos, Fernando, Pierre, and Max.

You don't say a word to him on the walk there, just stopping occasionally for him to take pictures and sign autographs for fans. Walking into the media pen, you wave at the others, but you have a slight blush when you wave at Max, who waves back, smiling too. Lando looks back and forth between you two, this little tightness in his chest with seeing the blush on your cheeks.

"Stay here. You've been trying to find me all day, so you don't have to stand the entire time." Lando mushes you to a chair in the back.

"Bu-" "Just stay here." He groans, walks up to the sofa, and sits between Max and Carlos, forgetting about that feeling in his chest.

You type away on your phone, answering emails and texts from the team and brands that want Lando to model or talk about their brand. You don't even look up when Carlo's, Lando's, and Max's voices are above your head.

"Lando's got you working hard, doesn't he?" Head snapping up, you meet Carlos's eyes with a slight blush forming, having always found him attractive.

"Not too hard. He needs a shock collar when he wonders after a girl." You joke, making Carlos laugh and causing the other two drivers to stare at the both of you

"Yes, he does. Honestly, it's impressive but also cruel to you." You nod in agreement with the Spaniard heading out into the sun and walking through the Paddock.

"It is; the girls sometimes come back expecting round 2 only to realize that he doesn't do that. One and Done." You gripe, which Carlos adds onto.

Lando tries to stay focused on his conversation with Max, but he's unable to when he hears you and Carlos laughing and quipping inside jokes back and forth. That earlier feeling returns to his chest, making him wonder why he felt this way.

"What's up with you? Why are you staring at Y/n like that?" Max asks, noticing how Lando is walking weirdly to keep an eye on the two people behind them.

"What? I'm staring at her. I'm just....I gave her a hard time earlier and ensuring she's okay." He rushes out, ripping his eyes off his assistant, trying his best to focus on Max.

"Translation; I was busy getting laid that I made Y/n run all around the Paddock trying to find me before the interview." Max snips.

The drivers hated seeing Lando give you such a hard time, especially regarding the girls. Carlos and Max hated it when you'd run to them out of breath or annoyed trying to find Lando when he runs off with some girl. Lando doesn't say anything as he stops walking, staring as Carlos and you walk past, not even paying to the fact you walked right past them.

"Honestly, if the money wasn't so damn good, I would've quite a while ago." You joke, but to Lando, it sucked the air out of his lungs hearing those words.

Max watches Lando's face, the color draining, and how his chest and throat tighten as he processes those words. He wants to tell Lando that it was a joke, you always joked about quitting, but the moment someone offered you a job or tried to tell you how horrible Lando was, you'd defend him.

Yes, he slept around. Yes, he sometimes made life unbearable, and you wanted to kill the prick, but you knew the real him. The gamer nerd, the doting uncle, the mentor for young karting kids, the guy who would drop anything to help anyone. You knew the real Lando but saw more of the Fuckboi than the man behind this persona.

Laughing and joking some more, you find yourself back in front of the Mclaren motorhome, and low and behold, a new girl was sitting in the spot Lando always told girls he met that he wanted to hook up with. Lando jogs up the steps and stops when the girl steps in front of him.

"Hi, Lando." The girl was practically shoving her chest in his face, and while you wanted to gag, you didn't blame her.

Lando was beautiful, and that boyish charm would make any girl drop. What would usually not bother you was. Why did you care if Lando paid more attention to them than you? Woah...where'd that thought come from. You didn't want that attention from him. Did you? No, you didn't because if Lando wanted you, he'd already have you. You fell for the man you knew personally, not the act he put on in front of the girls.

"Listen, umm Kelley, I'm sorry but.....I'm canceling plans. I have to do training with my assistant. Sorry." He rambles and yanks you inside, leaving your head spinning.

"Lando, you don't have plans; you can hook up with her. I'll cover for you." You smile, double-checking the calendar to make sure you got everything.

"The night before the first practice, we always watch movies." He states, looking at you hurt since you forgot.

"Lando.....we haven't done that in almost 2 years. You spend your nights hooking up with girls." You state cocking your head to the side, suspicious of his motives.

"Well, I want to do it tonight, okay. Just....I'm not always like that." You almost missed the last part since he turned his back to you and started to walk away.

"See you at 9." rushing past him and up the stairs to your mini office to get some work done. You swear you could hear Lando's smile.

When 9 hit, you knock on the door, standing outside his apartment door for the last 15 minutes trying to gather courage. You loved the Monaco race since you all could be home, but also you loved the view outside Lando's apartment that overlooked the marina and city. The door swings open after the 2nd knock. Lando wearing a black shirt and grey sweatpants, you almost blushed at the thoughts that whizzed past but quickly shook them away. It was cheating for him to wear this, but it wasn't for you; for all you knew, he could've just gotten home from a girl's place.

"Come on, I've got Fast and Furious on." Closing the door behind you, a soft giggle leaves your lips. Lando can't help his full smile come out, hearing your laughter, and follows you to his living room.

You slide your shoes off and lay comfortably on the couch, knowing Lando is probably fixing snacks as you hit play on the movie. He comes padding into the room and puts down fruits, pretzels, candy, and other things laid out, but you notice that all your favorite foods and the movie selection lined up as your favorite movies. Nothing of his was thrown into the mix.

Thinking nothing of it until Lando lifts your head and lays it in his lap, but he doesn't touch you, not even playing with your hair like he would typically do whenever you had your head in his lap.

"Okay, what the hell is going on with you?" You ask, pausing the movie as you sit up to look at him.

"What do you mean? We're just watching movies." His face scrunched up in confusion.

"No. We're watching my favorite movies only. Eating only my favorite snacks, and you aren't even trying to make a move on me! So what's going on with you?" You yell, hating this change in him all of a sudden.

"I don't want you to quit!" He yells back now you're the one making the confused face.

"What? Lando, I'm not going to quit."

"Yes, yes, you are. I heard you talking with Carlos. You said you'd quit if the money wasn't so good. I...I know I've been sleeping around a lot, but honestly, I can't...I'm just trying to forget that the person I want doesn't want me." He groans, running his hands over his face in frustration.

"Lando." You sigh, gathering your thoughts. "it's a joke. A gag between Carlos, Max, and me. I'm not going to quit. You'd have to fire me first." You laugh, touching his jittering leg, making it stop as he looks up at you.

"Also, no girl is ever worth that. You shouldn't even be dealing with your feelings like that. So, who is this girl?" You ask, wanting to know who is sending Lando into a tailspin.

"You." You both just stare at each other as you just blink at him before laughing out loud.

Lando groans and hangs his head. He knew he didn't deserve you; honestly, no one did; you were perfect. You try to gather yourself so you don't hurt Lando too much with your laughter.

"No, seriously, who is it really?" You ask, wiping away tears from laughing.

"You. It's always been you. You weren't supposed to have 3 weeks of vacation when you first started. It was supposed to be 1. I changed it. I changed the menu for your favorite foods on the road so you weren't homesick. Whenever you got sick, I left the little care baskets of your favorite things to make you feel better. You big ass raise you got last year? ME! I pay for it myself; Mclaren doesn't pay you like everyone thinks. I pay you because you're mine. I don't want you to leave because if you leave, no one, no one, could even replace you. You are what I want." He huffs out, breathing heavily.

Standing slowly, you nudge his legs open, move between them, and lean down, making Lando swallow thickly as he tries hard to control the urge to not kiss you silly.

"Want me, Lando? I'm yours?" You ask, smirking, moving your fingers through his curls.

"Then earn me. You wanted to be such a fuckboi, but you're really a simp, right? The moment we met, I wasn't yours. You were mine." Leaning down, you kiss the corner of his mouth before quietly leaving his place.

Let the Games Begin.

The lack of Sidemen content on here is a crime 🙄🙄

Sidemen 9 years of us! Grateful for all the love and support, always 🙏

Je t’aime trop fort Pierre c’est même plus drôle 😐 🤭

ALL ACCESS | Honda Thanks Day 2022

my glasses are always dirty but it's fine. i've seen enough.

PLOT TWIST

Lando is actually the one running the account 🫢

Sweetest fic ever 💗

You Are My Sunshine

Pairing: Dad/Husband!Lando x Reader

Warnings: Slightly mentions of smut, pregnancy, fluff, dad!lando (yes that needs a warning that man would kill me being a father), just overall tooth rotting fluff

Rating: PG-13

Synopsis: Lando comes home after a race and has memories of your life leading up to this moment of him coming home to you and baby Carlie

A/N: I’m in a dad and fluff moment this week so be prepared for soft dad!F1 and fluffy writings

It wasn't every day that Lando could come home to you and the baby. But he was able to find a way to do just that and surprise you both. Lando hated being away from home more than ever now; when he was younger, he could've cared less, but then he met you.

At first, you both were just casual; everyone kept telling him to make it official before someone else came along and swept you away. Lando just laughed and shook it off, not wanting to face the truth of genuinely wanting to be his, fuck, he even wanted to marry and have a family with you.

Lando finally told you after his wreck in Miami, where he came back furious at how close he was to finishing, only to knock tires with Pierre and have to DNF. He didn't even know you were at the race until he walked into the garage and a body collided with his.

The familiar scent of your body wash soothed his anger and beating heart as he didn't care for the shuttering of the cameras catching the tender moment between the two.

"You're here?" He whispers in the crevice of your neck while you smile and kiss his temple.

"I'm so proud of you, Lan." It was simple words, but to him, it meant everything, knowing that even when he didn't finish the race or do fantastic, you still rooted for him no matter what.

After Miami, everyone knew that you two were official as Lando refused to let you out of his sight, and how he would defend you like crazy, hell he even shoved a fan once when they got far too close to you and tried to touch you.

Lando slowly pushed his front door open, trying hard not to wake anyone in the house since it was barely 3 in the morning. He smiled at the Monte Carlo skyline that dusted the tall wall-to-floor windows, having missed this view so much.

He remembers the first time he bought the place and showed it to you. He still gets worked up thinking about how he fucked you against the windows, finally telling each other that you loved one another.

It was another 2 years when he proposed to you. It could have been fancier. Hell, he didn't even have a ring when he proposed. Lando arrived home from a triple-header, exhausted and wanting nothing but to sleep. Instead, he was welcomed to you in the kitchen wearing his shirt and underwear, cooking his favorite meal.

"Will you marry me?" He blurted it out, scaring the shit out of you, making you jump and almost drop the plates.

"What?" You laugh, not believing your ears.

He walks over, gently takes the plates from your hands, and sets them down, turning back to you.

"Marry me. Will you marry me?" He repeats, fingers dancing on your waist and pulling you into him.

"Yes." You didn't think twice about answering him. You loved Lando nothing more in your life could take that away. He busts out that dazzling smile while he pulls you in for that warm heart-stopping kiss.

Of course, dinner was cold after he was finished with you, but he could've cared less about that.

Putting down his luggage, he steps out of his shoes and heads down the hall stopping at the first door and noticing it's cracked open. This wasn't normal for you or him to leave this door open to the nursery. With a gentle nudge, he opens the door and sees that your baby isn't in the crib. He feels that all too well-known panic clutch his heart but stops when he looks down the hall to see you asleep in your bed.

He sees a more petite body next to you and exhales that panic as tip-toes down the hall and leans against the door watching the both of you.

"You should tell him you're pregnant, Y/n." Daniel and Max argue as you fuss with your outfits, trying to plan what to wear, not to show off your bump.

"I can't, he's too stressed, and I don't want to make it worse with a baby. What if he isn't ready? What if he feels pressured to give up F1? What if he hates me for us having a baby so soon after we've been married?" You ramble off, your hormones and emotions taking over.

"Woah, okay, that was.....something. But, Y/n, you know damn well known of that is true." Max reassures you while Daniel nods, helping you pick out your clothes.

"Real question is, how does he not know with that small bump of yours?" Daniela asks to lay down an oversized Mclaren shirt and loose jeans so they won't hug your stomach.

"He's been super busy, and I've been wearing large clothing recently, so he hasn't questioned it." You shrug, walking into the hotel bathroom to change.

"Tell him, love, he deserves to know. Besides, all he has been talking about at the paddock is babies since Carlos and Pierre recently brought theirs to the races." Daniel shoots, making you groan and storm out of the bathroom.

"I'm scared." You mumble, shoving your feet into your tennis shoes.

"Listen, we would love to help you, but this is a conversation to have with Lando himself. Just tell him okay." Max whispers, kissing the top of your head and leaving Daniel not far behind him.

Never would you have thought you'd tell him you were pregnant while he celebrated his first P1 finish. People swarmed you both, screaming and spraying champagne when you yelled those two words to him.

Lando's smile grows to the point it hurts when he pulls you into his arms, kissing you deeply, but he soon makes sure to get you out of the crazy crowd.

Lando loves the picture in the living room; it was taken at the P1 finish when you told him you were pregnant. He moves closer and smiles at how your body is curved slightly around his whole world, his sunshine.

The little girl you had given birth to stole Lando's heart at that moment. Lando's wallpaper was a picture Daniel took of him holding your little girl while tears fell down his cheeks. Lando slowly slides his pants and shirt off and climbs into bed.

With careful movements, he pulls you both into his arms, making your tense body relax into your husband's arms. But his daughter Carlie named after Carlos, stirs awake and starts that heartbreaking whimper.

"Shhh sunshine, it's okay, it's just your daddy," Lando whispers, kissing her chubby cheeks as those gorgeous eyes glisten with tears.

He loved her eyes, she got them from you and swore it makes him want to have another one now, but he knows it's best to wait a year or two before another.

Carlie keeps up the soft whimpers while Lando ponders how to stop it before you wake. Hating it, he picks up Carlie, gently gets out of bed, and heads to the living room.

He starts to rock while he stands in front of the windows overlooking the city and starts to sing a lullaby.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy when skies are grey

You'll never know dear, how much I love you

Please don't take my sunshine away." He whispers the words softly, Carlie looking up at her daddy, having heard his voice. Lando smiles at her, feeling his world stop at this moment.

"The other night dear, as I lay sleeping

I dreamed I held you in my arms

When I awoke, dear, I was mistaken

And I hung my head and cried

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy when skies are grey

You'll never know dear, how much I love you

Please don't take my sunshine away."

Lando first sang this silly little lullaby when you were 6 months pregnant, and the baby kept kicking you; it was the Baku race, hot and miserable, and you just wanted to cry.

Lando remembers looking up and seeing the overwhelming look on your face and the way you pushed on the area where the baby was kicking. He stopped talking to the mechanics and walked over and pulled you close by your chair.

"Shhhh, it's okay. Take a deep breath." He mumbles while grabbing a cold water bottle; he replaces your hand with his own and tries to calm you down.

He couldn't help but start to hum the lullaby and soon began to sing the words that only the two of you could hear, but the baby soon began to settle as he kept singing. You stare at your husband as he smiles at your stomach and helps you calm down from the panic and emotions that grapple you.

"I love you." You whisper as he finishes singing and looks up at you; a tender emotion covers him as he kisses you gently on the lips and then your stomach.

"I love you both so much, My world and my sunshine." He kisses you one last time before he heads back to the car.

"I'll always love you and make you happy

If you will only say the same

But if you leave me to love another

You'll regret it all some day

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

You make me happy when skies are grey

You'll never know dear, how much I love you

Please don't take my sunshine away."

He soon starts to hum the rest when Carlie has her eyes closed and nestled into Lando's chest, her soft breaths hitting his skin. He smiles and leans down, pressing a kiss to her head.

"Hey." You whisper, startling him, making you giggle at the tired shocked look he gets as he relaxes again. "Sorry, did I wake you?" You shake your head no and walk over to Lando, wrapping his arm around you as he pulls you into him.

"No, I woke when you first came into the apartment." You smile at your baby girl snuggled tight against her father.

"Damn, and here I thought I was quiet." He curses, making you smile, but you don't reply as you just turn and hide your face in his neck, enjoying your husband's warmth.

"I'm glad you are home." You whisper after a few minutes of silence. "Me too, baby. Me too." He smiles into your hair, wishing he could save this moment forever.

The way I NEED to see these babes rage together 😭

Josh said about the Lando video on a stream, it was a video where they had to beat his lap time or something but they never put it out for a reason he doesn't know :( Lando's outraged gremlin squawks would have been fun

i feel like it would have made a good video!! he’s quite friendly with some of the sidemen i think so the chemistry would have been fun!!

Really need a Daniel hug 🫂

the full lean in head-on-shoulder hug that daniel gives..

Ugghhhhh

got me in a chokehold