You get jealous at the new PSG intern and how much she's trying to get the attention of your boyfriend, but he makes sure you know he's all yours.
Be quiet, please ♡
Kylian got a little too drunk and decided to share some information he isn't supposed to.
Now you be quiet, please ♡
After the events of last night, Fayza chooses to make Kylian pay for his words.
She | part I ♡
You can't put the pieces of a broken plate back together and expect it to be alright.
She | part II ♡
A long talk and a match can be the start to a change between Kylian and you.
Tea Party ♤♡
All it takes for you to fix your problems is a tea party.
Gold Digger ♤
A lost item at the airport and a miscommunication can be the end of your relationship.
Gold Digger | Part Two ♤
A broken plate can't be fixed.
Gold Digger | Part Three (Ending) ♡
Feeling fearful and insecure about the future after a downfall is what kept you away.
Stressed ♤
When he's stressed and worried about work, that's the only thing on his mind.
I do... do I? ♤♡
The stress of planning a wedding makes you re-think everything.
Flowers ♡
Who would have thought some flowers can make that much drama.
The "A" Team ♡
Kylian needs your help to get out of an awkward situation.
Dull Shine ♤♧
The circumstances might have dulled the shine she had. Feeling empty even with his company.
Dull Shine | Part Two ♡♧
An advice and looking into the mirror makes Kylian understand why you left.
Mama's boy ♡♤
Kylian convinced himself that his mother liked you, but when she openly rejects you in front of him, he has to choose which side to be.
A trusting matter ♤♡
A confession makes Kylian think you have no trust in him. Making him feel shamed and almost breaking your relationship.
Leaked ♤
A few leaked pictures revealed the truth about your relationship.
Leaked | Part Two ♤
Kylian realized he made a mistake with you. Sadly, it was a little too late.
Double Face ♤
Kylian acts different to you when other people are around.
Blubs:
One
Two
Three
New Streets ♡
Trying to find your way into the streets of Barcelona by yourself for the first time is harder than you expected.
Family Night ♡
Homemade pizza and a uno game are the perfect combination if you want to meet your in laws.
Begin Again | Part one ♤
Secrets can't be held forever. Specifically, not the one you keep from him.
Begin Again | Part Two ♤
After your son was born, your friend made you realize how much you were wrong for hiding him from Pedro.
Begin Again | Part Three ♤
Back to the start to fix the broken pieces just to find that you can get what you always dreamed.
Begin Again | Part Four ♤
It's all about the hating, the loving and the healing... but in that order?
Begin Again | Part Five ♡
I've been spending the last few months thinking all love ever does is break, burn, and end, but when I look at you shining eyes, I watch it Begin Again.
B.A - Extra (one shot) ♡
Pedri takes Polo to a Father-Son day with the team.
Party Killer ♧
A girls' night gone wrong while your boyfriend is away.
Pedri the type,
A compilation of the type of boyfriend I think Pedri would be.
Pedri the type 2
A compilation of the type of boyfriend I think Pedri would be.
Baecation ♡
Your boyfriend family loves the way your relationship is, always taking care of each other.
The Tour (part II of Baecation) ♡
A glimpse of the little moment you share with your boyfriend while on Tour.
Golden Child ♤
You're Pablo's older sister. Even tho you don't have a good relationship, you help him during his injury and find yourself getting involved with Pedri.
Golden Child | Part Two ♤
Your brother finds out about your relationship with his best friend, while everyone learns the truth about your family..
Golden Child | Part Three ♡
As your relationship with Pedro progresses, the relationship you have with your brother is in a limbo.
Bad Kind of Butterflies ♤
Pedri let the insecurities of his friend become his own. Ruining his own relationship and friendship.
Bad Kind of Butterflies | Part Two ♡♤
Pedri regrets his actions and tries to get back to you.
Not The Romantic Type ♤♡
You tried to give him as many chances as you could. But when he keeps choosing other people over you, you are done.
NTRT | Part Two ♡♤
NTRT | Part Three ♡
Water girl ♡♤
The team doesn't know you're Xavi's daughter until Pedri and you begin a relationshp and everything comes to light.
Sad Beautiful Tragic ♤
Pedri is the picture-perfect boyfriend in front of the cameras and others, but not everything that shines is gold.
We Never Go Out Style ♡
Pedri agrees to let you be his stylist for the day and change his wardrobe for the better.
Canceled Flight ♡
Pedri and you never expected that a canceled flight was going to make you label your relationship.
Delicate | Part One ♤♡
A bad reputation, one contract, a very stubborn singer and a calm footballer was the perfect mix for disaster.
Jealous Mind ♤♡
Pedri gets jealous when he overhears someone saying his best friend likes you.
The Lucky One ♤♡
Fer tries to play Cupid with you, and it ends up not being what he expected.
Back Piece ♤
Pedri placed you on the back of his life.
Blubs:
One
Two
Gavi the type ♡
A compilation of the type of boyfriend I think Gavi would be.
Our song ♡
Gavi surprise you after your win at the vmas.
Valentine's Day through the years ♡
A little late Valentine's Day gift from me to you
Forgive you, for what? ♤♡
After the release of your new song, people start to make rumors about your relationship, making Gavi feel uncomfortable. (Singer!Reader)
Footnote ♤
Love doesn't always go both ways
Footnote | Part Two ♤
After you close the chapter of him in your life, he will open your chapter to keep writing on it, hoping you would let him do it.
Footnote | Part Three ♤♡
After you moved out of Barcelona, you returned to find yourself again. Pablo finds out and wants to make amends with you.
Birthday Twin ♡
Pablo and you share your birthday date, and you two plan a surprise for each other.
Seat 332 ♤
The seat he always reserved for you, it's now hers.
Seat 332 | Part Two ♤
The time apart and the difference between his past life and his present makes Gavi realize that he lost.
Oh, Baby! ♤
Gavi changed and didn't notice how much it was affecting you and your relationship.
Ferran the type
A compilation of the type of boyfriend I think Ferran would be.
We listen, we don't judge
Holiday Vlog
"It's a song about me"
Guess the price
Broken Glass
Bloated
Coparenting 1
La Liga
Coparenting 2
Calling them by their name
It's a prank
Makeup Voice-over
GQ Interview
Cloudy Night
Personal Assistant ♡♤
Lando hides his feelings behind cruel words until he is forced to let the truth out.
Red and Blue ♡
Last updated: 10/13/25
After your brother forbid you from even thinking about anything with Lando, and after you denied having a relationship with Lando. Your brother finds out in the most random way.
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Pairing: Pedri, Ferran, Eric, Gavi, Pau and Lamine.
A/N: Hello, darlings! I'm back after my long hiatus. Our boys won the World Cup, I am really proud and I want to celebrate with a Barca Boys World Cup Edition!
Pedri
"Look at you" you say, looking at him in the field.
You walk into the field his parents, his childhood friends and family towards him. You are wearing a 'Team Friends & Families' vest.
You let his parents, his brother and family congratulate him. Letting them enjoy his moment first, you look around at the stadium to see what he sees from his point of view.
"Hey," he says, finally getting close. "I'm shaking." He giggles.
You let a pout out, trying not to cry as you wrap your arms around him. "Eres campeón del mundo, pepi." You whisper into his skin, not caring about the sweat. (You are a world champion, pepi)
He hugs you tightly, letting a big content sigh. He is definitely shaking with exciment, he is still not quite sure it really happened.
"Mira, they gave me another medal." He separates, grabbing his medal with his hands. "It's cute, isn't it?" He pucker his lips and nods.
"Muy guapa," you nod. Touching the medal carefully, looking up at him again. You can't help but let a giggle out.
"I told you." You whisper. "Last night you asked me what I thought was happening, and I said it. You will be a world champion, Pedri."
He nods, grabbing your face and kissing your lips. You wrap your arms around his back, letting a small smile while into the kiss.
"It's unreal." He whispers, forehead against yours. "I really am a world champion." He smiles.
"Venga chavales, let's take some pictures!" Fernando says, patting Pedri's back, hugging the two of you.
"Vaya manera de cagar el momento, eh." Pedri chuckles. "Let's go, guapa. You have to touch the cup." He nods, grabbing your hand as you walk towards the player who has the cup right now. "It feels amazing!" (What a way to ruin the moment)
Eric
"Mister World Champion." You say to him, giving him a big hug and a kiss on his cheek. "Are you okay? I saw what happened, is your neck okay?"
You frown a little, checking him to make sure he is fine. He scuffs, passing an arm behind your neck. He pulls you into him, smashing his lips onto his.
"It doesn't matter, this matters." He smiles, the gold medal on his neck burning into your skin. "Ganamos!" He whispers. "I'm in cloud nine."
You let a giggle out, nodding and kissing his cheek. It really doesn't matter what happened after winning. It matters now, you, him, the feeling.
"Can you believe it?" He asks, separating and looking around. His parents taking a picture with the cup. "I am a world champion." He nods.
"World champion, baby!" You smile, touching the medal.
"Your boyfriend is a world champion." He giggles.
You let a laugh out, seeing him happy makes you extra happy.
"Yeah, I can't wait to say that everywhere. 'Hey, y/n! You have a boyfriend, right? Who is him?'." You fake a different voice.
He looks at you smiling, laughing at that sentence. His shiny eyes looking like dazzling stars.
"Oh, yes. His name is Eric'." You nod. "Eric Garcia. You know, footballer, fcbarca, National Team and recently'." You pause, smiling at him. "World champ'." You nod.
"Joder, I love the sound of that." He giggles, grabbing your cheeks and kissing you.
Ferran
"Amore," you say as you hug him. "You did it, Ferran! You have Spain the world cup." You smile at him.
"I'm dreaming." He says, smiling so hard his cheeks hurt. "Venga, pitch me. There's no way."
You nod, grabbing his hands. "Oh, boy. There is a way, there was a way and you took it. It's yours baby, the cup is home thanks to you." Kissing his hands.
He nods, smiling at you. The way he looks around, his other teammates with their families. He make that happen with all of them.
"We did it." He says. "I'm passing out, I promise." He laughs, giving you a hug and kissing your lips.
"Yeah, you wouldn't even if you were." You smile, teasing him.
You take some pictures with him, help Arantxa take pictures with him. Take the family pictures and some solo pictures for your personal collection.
While you are walking out of the field, he pauses, looking at you with a mischievous smile.
"What?" You say, letting a fake tired sigh out.
"You own me a car!" He nods.
"I- what?" You open your eyes wide. "When? Why? How?" You scuff at the craziness of the sentence.
"When I won the euros you told me, 'Ferran, when you win the World Cup. I'll buy you a car'." He nods.
You shake your head, walking and pulling him. "Sure, tomorrow. I'll buy you two!" You chuckle.
"Yay" he giggles, tightening the wrip on your hand.
Gavi
"Pablo!" You say, lifting your hand.
He looks over, moving away from Javi and Aurora. You grab your camera out of your clear bag.
"Quieto!" You say, pointing the camera at him and snapping a picture. "Come here, baby. You won!" Opening your arms and hurrying next to him.
"Los viste? The goal? Joder, I'm still dreaming." He says, a little out of breath. "I don't even care about the stupid fight with Paredes." He scuffs.
You let out a tiny giggle, he is too happy to even remember that. You nod, pecking his lips, he smiles, doing a happy little dance there in your arms.
"Look at the trophy, it's so heavy. It's golden." He separates, grabbing your hand and taking you to the group.
You went to the bathroom before walking into the field to see him. That gave his family the opportunity to be the first ones to hug him and congratulate him.
"Look, so pretty." He lifts his eyebrows, the big smile he has is cute to see.
You take the camera again. "I need to take a picture of this." You get the digital camera to focus on his with the cup.
He poses, first one smiling, then him kissing it. Even his dad joined and you took a picture of them.
He then looks at you, you check the pictures before looking back on. He nods, looking around and then back at you.
"Besala," he whispers, getting the cup closer. "It's amazing, amor." He smiles.
You don't hesitate, giving the cup a kiss. You place your free hand on the side of the cup. Your fingers touching his, your look at him while doing it.
"How does it feel?" He asks in a soft voice.
"Like my boyfriend is a World Cup winner" you smile.
Pau
"Pau!" You say, smashing yourself against his chest. "FIFA Young Player." Your mouth opens in a big surprise expression.
"Si!" He nods happily. "Look, my trophy." He shows you the trophy he got just moments before.
"Ay, bebé. This is so amazing." You smile, giving him a big hug. "I am so proud of you, congratulations."
The way his shoulders fall, that adrenaline washing down little by little. The hug helps him feel grounded, it's after this hug and his family's hug that he can really say.
'I did it!'
"I'm really happy." He smiles, his eyes glossy from excitement.
"You should be, nobody can tell you anything! You won, you played amazing and you are a world champion!" You grab his cheeks. Looking at him directly. "Now, let's see that cup. I heard it's amazing!"
He nods, grabbing your hands. He walks over to his family, his sister is taking a selfie with the cup.
"Mirala!" He says, his sister turns and smile. "I work hard so she can take that selfie, so you better look good!" He teases, smiling.
Lamine
"Y qué fue?" He sings, singing the Don Miguelo song. "No hiciste na!" He jumps, grabbing your hands and making you jump. "Con tanta chapa, pa hacerle ran-quincán-quincán."
You jump, laughing at his exciment, even his little brother joined and jumps with the two of you.
You let one of his hands go, grabbing the hand of his baby brother as the three of you jump. His mom on the side filming.
"Keyne, sing it." Lamine says, making his brother go crazy.
After a good part of the song, you all calm down. Laughing at the craziness of the scene. You wrap your arms around him, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
"This feels so crazy, my head is spinning. Am I dreaming? Be honest! Is this a dream?" He rambles, heart pounding at the happiness.
"Noup." You shake your head. "You really did it, Lami. You are a world champion, the world champion." Nodding.
He pauses and looks at you. Really looking at you, his head finally pausing for a few seconds and wrapping the moment.
"Joder, I could do this again, and again, and again." He nods.
"Well, let's see in four years." You giggle. "But for now, enjoy. You did it!" You smile, pressing your lips to his in a peck.
"World champion, yeah!" He yells, making Keyne yell too.
The fact that Florentino Perez decided to part ways with Xabi instead of taking actions to the disrespect the players were giving him is INSANE!
We are never going to get better results if the players keep being late to training, the team keeps undermining the nutrition plan, the team needs new players and they spend the signing money on other things.
We don't need a new coach, we don't need a new nutritionist. We need a team that gets to training on time. We need staff that follows the nutrition plan. We need new players in the midfield.
The Real Madrid needs a new mentality, not a new coach.
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This time is one to be thankful, and I'm really thankful for you all 🥹❤️ I'm thankful for you reading my work, for your little heart on the post, for the request, for the follow or even if you just happen to look at my blog.
I know this time around it's difficult for some people, and if it's your case, I want you to know that you have me if you want to talk. Nobody should have to suffer alone. Whatever you are going through, I'm proud for you making it to 365 days of 2025.
I'm really thankful for you ❤️🫶🏻 and I hope to spend an amazing new year 2026 with all of your love and support ✨️🍾
Summary: You say a little white lie to save yourself from different situations until he needs you to return the favor.
Warnings: cursing, drinking, lying.
A/N: something small because I finally got out of my writing blockage. Sorry for keeping you all waiting, I know you wanted more from F1 and from Lando specifically, so I hope you like this 🧡
It all started when a guy approached you at the bar. He was insisting on buying you a drink and taking you to his section.
After the tenth no, you use the big guns.
"Thanks again, but my boyfriend won't like that." You smile, grabbing your drink and walking to your group of friends.
You think that's enough for him to leave you alone. Sadly, it's not. The guy keeps his eyes on you for the rest of the night.
"Ready to go?" You ask, grabbing your bag.
You walk with your girls to the entrance, opening the Uber app on your phone.
You don't pay attention to the guy approaching you again. It was his touch on your arm that made you feel his presence.
"You leaving already? I've seen you around a couple of times. Do you live here in Monaco?"
You move your arm from his hold. "I've never seen you." You ignore the question.
"I can give you guys a ride. My car is right there."
"Oh, that's nice, sure." Your friend was saying, too drunk to care.
"My boyfriend is picking us up." You interrupt your friend, dialing Lando's number.
"Hello." He says. You can hear the game sounds from his headsets.
"Hi baby, the girls and I are outside the club. Can you pick us up?"
Lando frowns, "Are you okay?" He asks confused at your words.
"No, the other club, Lilly's." You say, hoping he catches the answer to his question.
He does, taking his headsets and grabbing his sneakers. "On my way."
"Thank you." You smile, hanging up the call. "He's on his way. You can leave." You say to the guy.
"I can wait with you, just in case that 'boyfriend' decides to not show." He air quotes the word boyfriend as if he's challenging you.
You smile at him, moving closer to your friends. They are on their phones, not minding the dude.
You make a small talk with them, talking about the drinks. You check Lando's text, telling you that he was close to the club.
"It's been five minutes." The guy says, watching his watch. "My offer still stands. I can take you and your friends home, since your so-called boyfriend didn't come."
The way he is almost next to you makes you feel uneasy. You don't have to answer, the roar of the black Lamborghini Urus does it for you.
You feel like you can breathe again. You grab the arm of both your friends, walking towards the now parked car.
"Hi, baby." You say loudly to Lando as you open the backseat door and help your friends. "Told you, you should have left." You say, turning to him as you close the door for your friend.
You open the passenger door, quickly getting inside the car and giving Lando a hug, placing your head a little to the side to make it look like you are giving him a kiss.
When you turned to close it, the dude wasn't there anymore. You sigh, feeling better now that you are away from him.
"Thank you." You say to Lando, putting your seat belt on. "Sorry to bother you, but that dude was not getting a no for an answer."
"Are you okay?" He asks, looking at you.
You nod, grabbing his hand. "Yes, you saved us."
"Then it was worth leaving the game, and have Max being mad at me." He jokes, giggling.
You swore that was going to be the only time. That it was a one-time thing and that you won't need to use that again.
But then you knock on Lando's door. As soon as he opens the door, you storm inside of his apartment.
"Can I borrow a hoodie?"
"Hello, Y/n." He says in a funny tone, he's still facing the door. "Yes, come inside. Oh, me? I'm doing amazing."
When he finally closes the door and looks at you. You can't help but chuckle. "I'm sorry, how are you?"
"About to sleep, but this better be entertaining enough for me to skip my bedtime."
You blush at his comment, lifting your wrist to check the time. It was late, more than usual for a visit at your friends house.
"I'm sorry," you say, walking closer to him and giving him a hug. "But you love me, and that's what matters."
"I do." He says, tightening the hug and placing his head in the crook of your neck. "Sadly, I do."
You separate, he grabs your hand and walks with you to his room. He opens the door to his personal heaven.
"Pick one." He smiles, letting your hand go.
You go through the different fabrics and colors of hoodies he has. He was leaning against the door frame, a lip smile on his face.
"I think I'm going to take this."
You show him a radar hoodie in a cherry blossom pink. You love this hoodie on him. You bring it closer to you as you walk next to him.
"Okay," he chuckles, his hand going to a strand of hair, locking it behind your ear. "It's late for you to be out." He whispers, getting a little closer.
"Sorry, I know I'm messing with your schedule." You whisper, wrapping your arms around him.
"It's okay, better here than outside with some idiot bothering you." He says, going back to the hug.
"By the way, are you busy this weekend?" You separate enough to see his face, arms still wrapped around him.
"This weekend?" He asks, puckering his lips to the side. "Not really, I was thinking about flying to the next gp location on monday. Why?"
"Want to go to a party with me?" You ask, hoping he doesn't ask any more questions. "It's on a yacht. No paparazzi, no phones allowed."
He nods, smiling back at you. "Sounds mint." He giggles. "May I know what you need my hoodie at this time?"
"Oh, you know." You dissmisively say. "Just needed one."
"Okay, but for what?" He pressed, wanting to know the reason. "Don't be dodgy about it." He jokes.
"Itoldsomeoneyouaremyboyfriend." You say, too quickly for him to catch anything.
"You what?" He chuckles, arms falling to his sides. He is trying not to laugh. "Can you speak properly? You Muppet."
You sigh. "I told someone that I have a boyfriend, and I showed them a picture of you. You have this hoodie, so I told them I was bringing the hoodie to the club tomorrow when we met for our paddel game."
He frowns. "Again?" He asks, pretending to act mad.
"I'm sorry, but my friend was teasing me about being single, and I got mad, and I told him I had a boyfriend. Then, when he asked me who my boyfriend was, I showed him your picture without thinking twice."
He can't keep his fake mad face at you. "You are such an idiot." He laughs, going back to your embrace. "I assume that's why you want me to go with you to the party?"
The way he asks, they way his voice is low and his face is closer to yours makes your heart skip a beat.
"If you don't mind." You whisper, the tip of your finger traces the lining of his jaw. "It will help my lie."
He can't help the smile that's forming on his lips. "Oh, I don't mind at all."
The ways his face is so close to yours that you can smell his scent. That fresh scent he has. His face turns towards you, lips collapsing on your cheek.
"It's late, you should stay." He whispers, nose touching the skin of your neck.
"My driver is waiting for me." You reply, almost giving in. "Next time, maybe."
He nods, "Text me when you are home. That way, I can sleep knowing you are safe." He pulls away, intertwining your fingers and pulling you out of the room.
He walks you to the door, not closing it until the elevator doors are closed. When he walks back to his room, he thinks about the interaction between you two.
He finds funny how your mind think about him when you need to find someone to cover as your partner.
He questioned himself, would he pick you too?
Who if not you?
He shakes his head out of the idea because when is he going to use that excuse? When is he ever going to need to say your name as a coverage for him singleness?
"Lando, can you pass me the gravy?" Oliver asks. "Lando!" He says, throwing a piece of bread at his brother's face.
"What?" Lando asks, annoyed at his older brother.
"Pass the gravy." Oliver repeats, scuffing at him. "What's on your mind, mate? You've been so out of it recently."
"He's probably in love." Flo says, throwing a small piece of her bread to Lando's face.
"Love?" Oliver laughs. "He's more alone than the word itself. His hands are probably cramping from the loneliness."
Lando frowns, throwing the pieces of bread back at his siblings. "Quit it!"
"I still don't have the gravy." Olivier says, returning once again the bread projectile, landing on Lando's face. "What's up? Girlfriend problems?"
Cisca takes the turn to join the complot against Lando. "What girlfriend?" She says, making the three siblings laugh.
Lando rolls his eyes, grabbing the gravy and passing it to his older brother. His parents shush down the bothering, noticing Lando's face.
"If it's any kind of problem with his girlfriend, then we hope everything solves." Adam says, pressing his hand on Lando's shoulder.
"Please, Dad!" Flo giggles. "He doesn't have a girlfriend."
Lando frowns, tired of being picked on. He then remembers your little trick, using it to his advantage.
"What do you know?" He asks his siblings. "I do have a girlfriend."
"Bloody liar." Olivier says. "What's her name? Do we know her?" He asks, provoking him. "A tenner that you are lying."
"I'm not lying. She's been in the same room as you have quite a few times."
"Who is she?" Flo asks.
"Is she pretty?" Cisca asks.
Lando smiles at the thought of you. "She is, fuck how can I describe her? She has such beautiful eyes, and her hair is amazing, also her smile, gorgeous smile." He describes his favorite things about you.
He turns back to his family, finding them looking at him with curious eyes. His parents are a little too stunned to ask.
"Do we know her?" Flo asks, smiling. "Who?"
"Tell us more about her." Cisca asks.
"Bring her to the dinner we have on friday." Adam suggests.
"But who is she?" Flo asks again. "Is it Eloise?"
Lando frowns, shaking his head no. "Her name is Y/n, sh-"
"She's from here? Or Monaco?"
"She works for McLaren?"
Lando chuckles, he knows he messed up big time. He was giving details that someone whose using their friends name to disengage out of a conversation shouldn't.
"I'll check if she's available to come." He says, serving himself more chips. "Can't promise anything."
Once he's back in Monaco, seating with his legs stretched over your expensive calacatta gold marble coffee table.
"What if they ask how we met?" You ask, eating your food. "Or like if you have met my mother."
"Then you say the truth." He says, giggling at your worried expression. "We met at Kelly's birthday dinner and I have met your mother. She loves me by the way."
You smile at that statement. "She really does."
You stayed quiet, eating your food and Lando sipping his smoothie. You grab the remote, pausing the movie.
"What should I wear?" You ask him, leaving the salad aside. "Should I take some macarons? Or chocolates? What is your mother's favorite dessert?"
Lando laughs, straightening himself on the couch. He looks at you with such devotion, feeling his heart about to explode from how cute you sound.
"Okay, first of all, that's cute." He jokingly pintch your cheek. "Second of all, you don't need to bring anything. You've met my parents before, and they loved you."
"They do?" You ask pouting. "I just don't want to embarrass you. What if I say something I shouldn't?"
"I do that all the time, don't worry, okay?" He opens his arms to you, wrapping you in a hug.
His weight brings you down on the cushions. You giggle at the action, moving to get a better position.
"I'm still giving them macarons." You whisper, moving your head to rest your chin on his chest. Lando bops your nose, making you giggle. "This is going to be fun."
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The dinner was going great, even when you are bring bombarded with questions. Lando was looking at you answer everything about yourself.
He was looking at you like a kid looking at his new christmas gift. The way you talk with his sisters, making them smile with your compliments.
The way his mom and you joke around as if you have known each other forever. He loved that, the way you make him feel like he doesn't need anything else.
He was sad that the dinner came to an end. If it was up to him, he would've spent the whole night watching you interact with his family.
You say goodbye to his family, hugging his mother and sisters. Giving his father and brother a wave as they are handling the kids.
The drive back to the hotel is quiet, but not an uncomfortable quiet. It's a very comfortable and calming silence.
Your hand finds his, intertwining your fingers together as he keeps driving. He hummed a song you were hearing earlier.
"I love your family." You whisper, bringing his hand to your lips, giving it a kiss. "Your parents are the sweetest people ever, and your siblings are amazing."
"You are amazing." He says, undoing his seat belt and pulling you towards him. "Thanks for this."
You let his hand go, grabbing his cheeks. "You make the idea of having a boyfriend fun." You confess.
His eyes trace your features, sighing at the reminder that it was all fake. It was all for show, just a favor that you were returning after he did the same for you.
He helps you with opening the door for you, grabbing your hand as you walk back to the hotel.
"You grew up here?" You ask, moving a little closer to him.
"Not really, my parents moved here but I used to live near my school. They love here, my sisters, my brother and his family."
"I love it here, it's calm."
He smiles, it was a calm place. He can picture himself in a calm place like this one for when he retire.
"Let me walk you all the way to your room." He says, pressing the elevator button. "After you." He smiles, moving a little to the side so you could enter first.
The silence fall over you again. The few seconds that the elevator takes to get to your floor, Lando's hand never leave yours.
"Are you leaving tonight?" You ask him as you get to the front door of your room.
"I have to." He pouts. "My team principal needs me for some interviews."
"How long until you are back in Monaco?"
"Probably a month."
"I might have to catch a flight to Las Vegas to see you." You joke, giving him a hug. "I really enjoyed tonight."
"Me too." He whispers. "Now get inside, its late and you have a plane to catch tomorrow."
You laugh at that. "It's a private flight, they are not leaving me behind."
"Good point." He sighs. "Night night."
You enter your room, leaving your purse in the small desk the room has. You take a seat at the chair next to the bed.
You notice the hoodie that was on the bed. It was Lando's cherry blossom pink hoodie that you borrowed from him.
It was like a heavenly sign for you to realize that what you wanted was right there about to get inside his car and get to the airport.
You get up, grabbing the hoodie and the room key card. You hope that Lando is not outside and about to get into his car.
You pat your pockets, trying to find your phone, remembering that it was inside your bag. It never left your bag since you entered his parents house.
When the elevator doors opens you ran towards the entrance of the hotel. You are surprised to see Lando walking back in time to catch you.
"Gosh, you are here!" You say in a very out of breath voice. "You left your hoodie, and I never gave it back or say thank you or-"
Lando doesn't need to hear your rambling about the hoodie and the party in Monaco. He needed to show you what he has been dying to do since he met you.
So he decides to shut you up with a kiss. Cupping your face into his hands and pulling you towards him.
Your body reacts instantly to this. Arms opening to embrace his figure and lips returning the kiss. Your hands placed around his waist, hoodie long forgotten as it laids on the floor.
When the air was sadly running out, forcing you to separate. You don't want to open your eyes, fearing that this was just an impulsive reaction to the raw moment of love and happiness you lived at dinner.
"Let's make a deal." He whispers, making you open your eyes. "Let's just stop pretending to be each other's partner."
The shiver that ran through your body scares you. The muscles tensing and aching at the misinterpretation of his words.
"Wha- why?" You ask, scared of the answer.
But Lando's giggle gave your heart a new sense of warmth. "I don't want to pretend something I want to be. The fake hugs, the fake dinner and parties, it doesn't have to be fake. What do you say?"
"I say that I'm happy I don't have to lie when I say my boyfriend is the coolest guy in the world." You laugh, giving him a quick kiss.
"Let's go pack your things." He says, separating and picking the hoodie from the floor. "Las Vegas awaits for us."
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