You were in the kitchen, making coffee, wearing a pair of star-patterned jeans that hugged your figure just right. Lando had been watching you move around for the past five minutes, barely paying attention to anything else.
And then, he couldn't resist.
As you reached for a mug, he stepped up behind you and—smack!
You gasped, whipping around to glare at him. "Lando!"
But your husband's face was nothing but smug. "What? You can't blame me! Those jeans—"
"DADDY!"
Both of you froze.
Milo, your ever-observant mama’s boy, stood by the doorway, his eyes wide with absolute betrayal.
Lando tried to play it cool. "Hey, buddy," he said, clearing his throat. "How long have you been standing there?"
Milo's little arms crossed over his chest. "Did you just hit Mummy?"
You bit your lip to keep from laughing, but Lando was struggling. "No, no, it wasn't—"
Milo turned to you, offended on your behalf. "Mummy, did Daddy hurt you?"
You decided to play along, exaggerating a pout. "Yeah, baby, he did."
Milo's face scrunched up in anger before he marched up to Lando and smacked his leg. "No hitting, Daddy!"
Lando lost it, laughing as he crouched down. "Okay, okay, I surrender!" He pulled Milo into his arms, but the little boy wasn't done.
"You say sorry to Mummy!"
Lando looked at you, eyes twinkling with amusement. "You heard the boss. I better apologize." He stepped up to you, dramatically taking your hand. "I'm very sorry for appreciating how good you look in those jeans."
Milo huffed. "That's not a real sorry!"
You couldn't hold in your laugh anymore. Leaning down, you kissed Milo’s cheek. "Don't worry, baby. Daddy’s just being silly."
Milo still wasn't convinced. He shot Lando a warning look. "No more hitting!" Then, just to make sure you knew whose side he was on, he latched onto your leg and refused to let go.
Lando sighed. "Great. Now I lost my cuddle privileges for the night, didn’t I?"
Milo nodded proudly. "Yes!"
Lando looked at you in defeat, and you just shrugged. "Actions have consequences, babe."
Request from @glitterquadricorn - Lando and Reader celebrate him winning the championship a little hard and x number of weeks later, they discover they're pregnant. The reader shows up to a race very visibly pregnant, and drivers easily figure out the baby was conceived around the time Lando won the championship.
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"God...Everyone is going to think I just spent the winter getting fat." Y/n groans while Lando shakes his head at her. "Don't even try that, Lando. I don't look pregnant. I just look like I got pudgy."
"But you are pregnant no just pudgy." Lando points out and as usual he is incredibly cocky and smug about it.
"You could look a little less arrogant about it."
"Y/n, that baby is born of a champion, created within the 24 hours of me being crowned the champion." Lando states making her smile since she knows that they did actually manage to get her pregnant the night of, or more so morning after, he took the championship. "You know last year was one of the best years of my life and to follow it up with LN1, with the most amazing, beautiful, gorgeous, glowing woman by my side as we expect our first baby...that's a pretty astounding follow up."
Y/n smiles completely flustered by his words before he cups her face and kisses her.
"I'd get you pregnant every time I won a race if I could." Lando smirks dropping one hand from her face in favour of squeezing her ass cheek. "Not that you'd let me."
"Not a chance in hell. This was an accident in the first place." Y/n reminds him since thanks to some lack of organisation on her part with the stress of the title fight weighing on her towards the end of last season, so she'd forgot her birth control and then she got so drunk with Lando she was amazed to realise he'd got it up to even be able to go.
To say the least they were pretty shocked to find the one time they slept together in that window with the risk of it sticking actually stuck.
"They're still gonna think I'm fat."
"Let them think that." Lando shrugs earning a grumble.
"Easy for you to say. It's not you who is gaining the weight." Y/n sighs while Lando kisses her softly trying to just comfort her.
"Did I mention you're the most amazing, beautiful, gorgeous, glowing woman? Anyone who says otherwise is a shit talker." Lando declares earning a laugh before he shifts and forces her to look him in the eye. "If someone has something to say. I'll handle it, you focus on being your beautiful self and let me do all the worrying."
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As y/n predicted the comments about her letting herself go over winter were made.
But over the next month, her returning presence finally seems to make people clock exactly what is going on.
"I like the bump at this size. Big enough people know I'm pregnant. Small enough that I can move around just fine and I'm not struggling." Y/n smiles as she sits with Kika and Alex.
"You are the prettiest pregnant person." Alex sighs dreamily, her engagement ring flashing on her finger as she seems to get baby fever for a baby that's not even been born yet.
"So you got pregnant in Abu Dhabi?" Kika smiles not quite keeping the same light-hearted compliments which makes y/n pick up her drink and choose silence over admitting that the baby is a result of celebrations gone rogue. "Not that we were in any doubt the two of you had a good time."
"Well someone had to be the next woman to make one of the drivers a dad...My bets were on you." Y/n jokes looking at Kika who gasps but honestly she can hardly really argue that's just off the cards.
"We have Simba."
"Right, maybe a dog would'e prevented this." Y/n hums before jumping when two large hands gently squeeze her shoulders.
"I'm happy to tell you no dog would've prevented it." Lando smiles then placing a kiss on top of her head through her hair. "Hello, ladies."
The two women greet him with little waves before Lando redirects his attention to y/n again.
"You feeling ok?"
"I'm great. I was just telling the girls how I'm so happy with the size I'm at now." Y/n grins making Lando hum since he can be certain this love is going to be short lived since she seems to have popped coming into her second trimester.
"You want to come back to McLaren with me?" Lando asks earning a small nod. "Thank you."
Lando has been proving to be a little more stressed about leaving y/n without him there just to keep an eye on her.
He helps her up despite her being nowhere near in need of him aiding her. She's fully mobile and has all ability to walk, stretch, lift and move exactly as if she isn't pregnant. Her bump doesn't even stick out further than her boobs yet.
"You know I'm going to have two very clingy people in my life once this baby is born. Especially if they really jus take after you." Y/n states while Lando scoffs since y/n is by far the clingier of the two but he's wise enough to not correct her since her bad moods can be a little more trigger happy.
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At month 5, y/n's bump practically doubled in size overnight.
"Well if anyone was in denial they can't be anymore." Y/n states while Lando laughs as she gives up trying to button her cardigan over her bump. "Be honest. Does it look bad?"
"You couldn't-"
"No. Don't just be sweet. Seriously, I need honesty."
"I'm gonna have to fight other drivers and men-maybe some women to keep them off of you. That's how good you look."
"Feel like their maybe some bias in there." Y/n hums then melting when he wraps his arms around her, stilling managing to loop them around her waist even with how big her bump is. "We can find out what they are this month."
"Do you want to?" Lando asks since really it's not his decision to make and he knows it.
"No. But you can know if you want."
"I'll just end up spoiling the surprise for you and anyway, I want us to find out together." Lando smiles making her unnuzzle her face from his chest before he leans down kissing her. "Let's go. I think we should show off this bump with pride."
Y/n has tried to let her insecurities get the better of her as her pregnancy advances but Lando has been like a barrier with rebuttal for everything she's found flaw in. Not only that but he's still very cocky and smug about the fact he's got a pregnant girlfriend and they're going to be parents.
Which is exactly what he does as he takes part in Thursday media while y/n ends up sitting with Kelly.
"Hi, Lando. You look especially happy today."
"I am. I'm always happy. It's a good year for me." Lando states brightly while the interviewer smiles at him.
"Y/n is here, how is she doing?"
"She's good. Baby is good. I'm making sure she's getting the highest quality of love and care. Travel can be a little hard on her as she gets more pregnant. So we're being careful with her, just taking it easy. I like to be with her as much as possible and the team understand that." Lando nods not usually so open and bothered about sharing but he finds it hard to shut up about her.
McLaren has been very supportive of y/n's pregnancy and they've honestly made every accommodation Lando has asked of them, since y/n would never actually ask for anything.
After he finishes media, most of which he was asked more about the nearing the big day that the baby will finally be out in the world.
Now similar to Max and Kelly, they've already decided that the baby won't be present at races till they agree the time is right which won't be in the first year. Which is another reason Lando is taking advantage of y/n being there as much as possible because he knows once she gives birth, especially in the first few months. It will be just him seeing them on video calls or when he's home.
Salt in the wound comes that y/n is due during or just after the summer break and the tail end of the year is always such a pain for travel anyway, coming home is something he manages only a handful of days between races.
But he's choosing not to think about that, though he'll have to face that y/n is quickly approaching the time that she'll have to stop flying especially so much.
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After Lando let slip the window of time that y/n is due to give birth, the fans did the maths and they were finding plenty to make jokes about with the new knowledge.
"So is there a baby for each championship he wins?" Carlos asks earning a groan from y/n.
"We'll just have the one then." Lando jokes while y/n tsks at him.
And the jokes go on the whole weekend, several drivers making their jokes and jabs. None of it serious but it's the fans in comments after the weekend that y/n just gets bored of it all.
"You never should've mentioned it." Y/n groans while Lando laughs a little seeing her scroll through the endless comments on her most recent post that doesn't even feature the sight of her pregnant belly. "It's so rude."
"They're so rude, baby." Lando agrees rubbing her bump while they lie together, Lando lying behind y/n to try and keep her from lying on her back since she's really struggling to deal with it. Not to mention the baby has been very active in terms of kicking her as much as possible. "How you feeling baby?"
"Pregnancy is beginning to get old really quick." Y/n grumbles softly then locking her phone, not wanting to see any more of the comments calling them out for their choice of celebration of his title.
"I'm sorry, baby." Lando frowns continue to rub over her stretched skin which has always got some sort of oil or lotion on it to try and fight any stretch marks from appearing. He actually enjoys being the one to put those oils and lotions on her just as a reason to get to touch her since she did enjoy sex initially but now it's been weeks and he feels pathetic admitting it's not even sex that he misses it's just the intimate touches that come with sex but don't have to be naked.
"I want to blame you for winning the title and getting me pregnant but that would be really unfair." Y/n smiles lightly then sighing. "The hard part is going to be if you're not there."
"I'll be there. Maybe not in person, but I'll be there and if I can be there in person then I will be." Lando promises making her nod lightly. "I love you."
"I love you too." Y/n breathes out just sounding so tired and on the brink of sleep which honestly is becoming more and more frequent. She's just so tired.
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Y/n wasn't able to attend the Spa or Hungary races, she was just too uncomfortable even at home. So Lando was not about to travel with her but his fans seemed to notice his mood shift in her absence and were trying to do everything to help him perk up. Giving gifts for y/n and the baby.
Her last appearance for Silverstone was a very heavily pregnant image and people seemed to realise that would be her last attendance.
Not that her absence stops either her or Lando from keeping the world.
A screenshot from their Facetime of y/n smiling as she stands back with her phone set up to capture the bump is shared online in Lando's weekend photo dump with a caption thanking everyone for a great weekend then adding "and a bump update since she can't be here in person to share".
Lando wins both the races before coming home to find y/n doing everything she can to induce the labour now Lando is back because she'll be damned if she doesn't do anything and everything to make sure he's there for the labour. Not just for herself but for Lando because he wants to be there and be present to support her and be there to greet their baby.
"So we started with the raspberry leaf tea." Y/n mumbles making Lando deflate a second since he'd done the research and he was really hoping sex was at the top of the list.
Y/n's been quite lucky that as much as she's uncomfortable, physically she hasn't been so limited. But that doesn't mean the first point of call is to resort to sex for her, though on the chance it has to be used she has checked with the doctor and he's assured her there's no harm that would be done.
"Cheers." Lando smiles clinking their cups together since everything she's doing, he's doing whatever she's doing so she knows she's not going it alone.
After drinking the tea, they get on the yoga balls following a YouTube video to guide them on what to do.
"It's not working." Y/n grumbles making Lando sigh a little at her with a sympathetic expression.
"We're only 2 things deep in the list, baby." Lando states but y/n is clearly not having a good time with the fact that she's not getting instant gratification.
"I just want you to be here for it." Y/n whispers after earning a smile.
"I know." Lando nods as he stands up then helps her to her feet. "I know, but it's the summer break. We've got time."
He doesn't want to make her feel bad and say that he's worried he'll miss it too, that he won't be there for her, that he'll miss the final chapter.
Two weeks of no progress and the two both start to lose hope. Y/n even started to cry when she got braxton hicks and she had to accept they weren't the real thing. It was horrible.
"Lando, wake up. Wake up." Y/n hiccups, her voice pained and stressed as she swats at Lando who jumps awake. "Wake up."
"Wha-What's happening is it time?"
"I wet the bed." Y/n cries, her exhaustion from waking herself up.
"You wet the bed?" Lando frowns connecting the dots a lot quicker than y/n is. "Yo-You wet the bed?"
"Yes. It's embarrassing enough can you please not act like that."
Lando begins to laugh in relief which is even less appreciated.
"Are you really laughing?"
"Baby, is there any chance that's your water breaking?"
Y/n's mood does a 180 and y/n grins then groaning and standing up.
"But I can't even feel the contractions and we can't go to the hospital till I'm much further along." Y/n states while Lando gets up from the bed.
"Then we have time to get you changed and I'll make sure we have everything packed." Lando smiles moving around and kissing her softly with one hand on the bump. "We just have to wait and then we'll get to meet them."
"The final celebration of your title." Y/n hums then grimacing. "I'm dripping."
"We can get you cleaned up." Lando nods then grinning. "We got this."
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It took 6 hours for the contractions to get to the right timing. But they're in the hospital readying themselves to meet their baby.
"Alright, are we ready?" The midwife, Sandra questions with a perkiness that meets Lando's mood but y/n is quickly realising the labour she'd wanted to hurry up so badly is not the luxury she was hoping for.
"This baby was a result of celebrating a win and now I want a celebration of this pregnancy to be over." Y/n breathes earning a small laugh from Lando and Sandra laugh a little.
"Well you're fully dilated. So next contract we can push." Sandra nods making Lando and y/n nod, y/n a little more eagerly than Lando.
And then the contraction hits and y/n isn't wasting time.
"I'm about to make F1 look slow with how quick I'm getting this baby out of me." Y/n states gritting her teeth while Lando feels her grip on his hand crunching the bones. "Why did I choose no pain medication?"
Lando wisely chooses not to open his mouth on the off chance anything he says the wrong thing, instead he chooses some words of encouragement and kisses her forehead.
"You better never ever win another championship. One is enough, you've proven yourself." Y/n pants while Lando laughs a little.
"Whatever you need and want." Lando nods though he's obviously not going to just stop at one for that reason and they both know it.
3 pushes.
That's all it takes before the baby is out.
"He's a boy." Sandra states and y/n bursts into tears, a combination of relief.
Lando cuts the cord and the nurses get the baby cleaned up while Sandra finishes the less rewarding and glamorous tasks before y/n gets to hold the baby with Lando returning to her side as the nurses place him on her chest.
"See what you made, baby?" Lando smiles, tears uncontrollably dripping down his cheeks before he kisses her temple. "He's perfect, exactly like you."
-
"Lando, we all saw the news. Congratulations." The media states earning a nod from the young man. "How is y/n?"
"She's recovering. Said I'm never allowed to win a championship again." Lando laughs since it's been more than discussed and y/n doesn't care anymore. She has given birth and for her the worst of it is over.
She's in post-partum bliss. Mainly because both their mothers are there to help her in Lando's absence.
"We're both very happy."
"And you named your baby Carlin...after your F2 team?"
"Aha, no. Although y/n told me that would happen. Carlin means little champion and it's his middle name, but felt like we needed to give a bit of a nod to the title and all that. We only shared that just to...give a glimpse but that's not his first name. We're keeping that to the inner circles for now." Lando explains earning a nod since the media might be disrespectful in a lot of ways but they do respect when a driver drawers a line of privacy.
"Well congratulations from all of us."
"Thank you, just need to get this championship done and get home to her. Phone calls don't compare to the real thing. It's like race wins...they're small victories but the really good feeling is taking the championship."
It doesn't take long for fans to see that and the jokes that he felt good getting the championship because of the celebrations he had with y/n after the fact.
"I can't say anything without it being twisted. These fans have filthy minds." Lando declares on another call with y/n as she lies with Tommy on her chest sleeping soundly.
"It's your own fault." Y/n shrugs while smoothing down the wispy baby hair.
"I should let you sleep."
"Kind of you to say I look tired."
"You're supposed to sleep when he does."
Y/n sighs knowing he's right and at some point their mums won't be there. Though she's sure if she asked they'd both happily stay for as long as she wanted.
"I love you." Y/n states softly earning a smile.
"I'll be home soon and I love you too. Both of you." Lando smiles then pausing. "Can you just stay on the call and let me...watch?"
"Anything you want." Y/n mumbles before looking around to set up the phone before settling Tommy down in the bedside crib since she doesn't want to risk any co-sleeping mishaps but she also wants him there by the bed so if he needs her she's there.
She manages to angle the phone to so Lando can see them both and Lando mutes his mic so he can watch and not disturb.
-You wished for Lando Norris here it is, I had this idea still in my drafts and so many people asked me if I could continue this little series so I hope you enjoy this ! Can be read as a standalone though <33
Love you guys Magdi <3
You will never forget the look on Lando’s face when he saw your baby on the ultrasound screen for the first time - the way his eyes turned glossy, the way his front teeth peeked out because his smile was so wide his cheeks must’ve hurt for days afterwards. The almost inaudible, shaky breath he let out - quiet enough for the world to miss, but not for you.
And you can’t really judge him; you weren’t much better yourself. The cold trace of your tears on your cheeks was a constant reminder - a reminder that a piece of you and Lando was growing inside you. A piece of you both that you saw for the first time that day.
When you left the doctor’s office, your heart was racing with excitement - and fear, too, if you were being honest - but mostly excitement for this new chapter of your life. Clutched tightly in your hands were the first ultrasound scans of the tiny life you and Lando had created together.
That day was four months ago. Now, with a hand on your small but mighty little bump - a habit you developed every time you tried to concentrate - you wander around your apartment in Monaco, searching for those very same scans. Lando is in Brazil, and while he’s away, you wanted to start a scrapbook - a collection of milestones from your pregnancy, something to look back on in the years to come.
But as the minutes pass, your hope of actually starting the scrapbook today grows smaller. You’ve checked every drawer, cupboard, and closet you could reach - nothing. Defeated, you sink onto the couch, flick on the TV to watch qualifying, and try to get your pregnancy brain to remember where on earth those scans could be.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of the Atlantic, Lando sits in his driver’s room, mentally preparing for qualifying.
“Five more minutes, mate!” one of his mechanics calls through the door.
“Yeah, I’ll be out soon! Gimme a sec!” he shouts back, wanting just a few extra minutes to look at the object in his hands.
His fingers trace the smooth surface of the photo, following every soft curve of the little black-and-white shape captured on it. He studies every tiny detail as if the image weren’t already engraved in his mind.
The day he left for his first race after the scan, he’d quietly slipped the photo into his wallet while you weren’t looking - wanting something to keep him close to home, close to *you* and the little family you were building together. Whenever the pressure, nerves, or loneliness hit him, he’d retreat to his driver’s room and take out the picture. Looking at it calmed him - reminded him that there was something beyond racing, something that mattered even more. A future. A family. Something he’d love and protect for the rest of his life, long after he retired.
A knock on the door pulled him back to reality. Carefully tucking the photo back into the safety of his wallet, he grabbed his helmet, ready to fight for pole position - ready to drive for the family waiting for him back home.
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To say that Brazil was a successful weekend would be the understatement of the century. A double pole and a double win - it was the kind of weekend most drivers could only dream of. Still, instead of celebrating like he usually would, Lando boarded the first flight home. His trophies rested in the seat beside him, gleaming under the cabin lights, but his attention was fixed on the little ultrasound photo in his hand.
It was worn now, edges slightly bent from how often he’d held it. But as he looked at it, exhaustion melted into warmth. He wasn’t thinking about podiums, or champagne, or headlines - just about getting home. About holding you. About finally seeing the little life that had already changed everything.
The front door clicked open just past midnight. The soft thud of a suitcase echoed against the wooden floor, followed by a deep exhale - Lando has been waiting for this moment ever since he left.
Before he could even drop his bag, you were already there, bare feet padding across the floor, heart hammering in your chest. The second his eyes met yours, the world seemed to still. He immediately opened his arms, engulfing your figure into the biggest hug.
“Missed you,” he mumbled against your hair, his voice low and soft, and you felt the weight of the words sink into your chest. His hands came to rest on your bump, thumbs brushing slow, careful circles over the fabric of your shirt.
“Missed you too,” you whispered back, your fingers tracing the curve of his jaw before leaning up to kiss him - slow, familiar, full of everything that words couldn’t carry.
When he finally leaned down, his lips met yours in a kiss that tasted like relief - soft, unhurried, and full of everything neither of you had been able to say over the phone. For a long moment, there were no race weekends, no headlines, no championship battle - just the two of you and the quiet heartbeat beneath your joined hands.
Later that night, while he showered, you went to grab his wallet from the counter. You needed his credit card to order dinner - neither of you had the energy to cook - but when you opened it, something small and worn caught your eye.
Folded gently behind his ID, worn at the edges, there it was, the ultrasound photo. The one you’d been searching for. He carried through every race, every flight, every late-night briefing. The paper was soft from use, the faint outline of the baby slightly smudged from where his thumb had traced it over and over again.
You didn’t say anything when he came back. Instead, you tucked the photo carefully back into its slot, then slipped away to the living room where you had the newer ultrasound pictures from your last appointment. You picked one, flipped it over, and grabbed a pen.
In your neat, slightly messy handwriting, you wrote:
Go Daddy, I’m rooting for you! xx
You slid it into his wallet right behind the first one, closed it as if nothing had changed, and smiled to yourself.
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One week later - Las Vegas, Nevada
The city pulsed outside his hotel window, a kaleidoscope of neon light and noise, but inside his driver’s room, everything was still.
Lando sat in the corner, earbuds dangling loosely around his neck, head bowed over his wallet - his small, quiet ritual before qualifying.
He pulled out the ultrasound photo, running a thumb along the edges — but this time, another one slipped out behind it. He frowned for a moment, then turned it over.
The message stopped him cold.
Go Daddy, I’m rooting for you!! xx
He let out a quiet laugh - the kind that shakes on its way out - and leaned back in his chair, staring at the photo as a warmth spread through his chest. For a long moment, he just sat there, smiling to himself like an idiot.
He grabbed his phone without thinking.
It rang once. Twice. Then your sleepy voice filled his ear. “Lando? What time is it?”
He couldn’t help the grin that tugged at his lips. “Doesn’t matter. I found your note.”
You chuckled softly, half embarrassed, half amused. “So you weren’t supposed to find it yet.”
“Well, I did,” he said, voice low, thick with emotion. “And I think it’s the best good luck charm I’ve ever had.”
You smiled, eyes crinkling. “Then go make your little fan proud.”
“I will,” he murmured. There was a pause — that quiet, familiar silence that always felt full, never empty. “I love you.”
“Love you more,” you said softly. “We both do.”
He didn't want to hang up so soon, wanting to keep hearing your sleepy voice, but he had a race to win and a trophy to bring back to you two.
He smiled again, holding the two ultrasound photos together for a moment before tucking them safely back into his wallet. Then, with a deep breath and a heart fuller than ever, he grabbed his helmet and headed out - ready to race, not just for himself, but for his family waiting back home.
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You knew marrying an f1 driver was hard, with the media attention, them being away so much and the risk of driving 300mph not knowing if they were going to get out of the car unharmed, but nothing was harder than raising a child with an f1 driver. You knew what you were signing up for but your little baby Ivy didn't. It was easier when she was younger she didn't have a clue what was going on and you could take her to races more but when she turned two it was a lot harder, now, she was old enough to know what it meant when Lando packed a suitcase. Old enough to know that when you drove to the airport, she wouldn’t see him for days.
Ivy was a clingy toddler to Lando so when it came time for airport drop-offs it was hard for everyone.
"dada no leave" Ivy screamed as Lando was hugging her goodbye "Bub I'm sorry but you get to see me on TV and I'll be home in five sleeps okay" Lando cooed, giving her a finally kiss on the head before putting her back into her car seat and shutting the door, you and Lando stood outside the car hearing Ivy cry her heart out, "I Love you y/n, call me if you need anything" Lando cooed to you and giving you a deep kiss "I love you too Lando" you gave each other one last hug before you watched Lando walk away
You watched him until he disappeared into the terminal, then slipped into the driver’s seat, gripping the wheel tightly. You tried to hold it together, for Ivy’s sake, but as her cries filled the car, a few silent tears escaped. Quickly, you wiped them away before the cameras lurking nearby could capture them.
when you stepped inside the apartment Ivy was not having it crying, throwing things and more. You sighed giving Ivy the iPad and putting cartoons on for her so you could go have a shower and a moment of peace to yourself. Then, suddenly, the weight of it all crushed you, and that's when you fell apart you started off with small sobs and soon it turned into you gasping for air, and the worst part is Lando was 30,000 feet in the air unreachable while you had to deal with everything.
Dinner went better than you expected you made Ivy dino nuggets with tater tots and you both just sat on the couch with both of your dinners while watching a Disney because you had no energy to fight her into sitting her in her high chair, soon it came to bedtime "I don't want sleep I want dada" Ivy screamed as you placed her in her bed with a bottle of milk and her night time essentials, "I know baby but the sooner you go to sleep is one sleep down until dada comes home" you cooed pressing a kiss to Ivys head
"What if I go get Dada’s cologne and spray it on Ted Ted?" Ivy’s sniffles quieted, and she gave you a hopeful nod. You quickly grabbed Lando’s full-sized cologne from the dresser the one he always left at home since he traveled with a smaller one and spritzed a little onto her beloved bear.
"Ted Ted smells like Dada now," you whispered, handing it back to her. She clutched it close, inhaling deeply, and within minutes, she was fast asleep. For the first time that day, it felt like you could finally breathe, you cleaned the kitchen and made your way into your shared room getting ready for bed, slipping under the covers and pulling out your phone to mindlessly scroll on TikTok, half an hour into scrolling on TikTok you heard tiny footsteps coming towards your room and with a small push Ivy had opened your bedroom door "I miss dada" she cried running towards you
You picked her up putting her and Lando's side of the bed giving her a light kiss on the head "I know baby" you cooed, rubbing her back Just then, your phone buzzed. Lando’s name lit up the screen. You quickly answered, putting him on FaceTime.
"Hi, my love, fu—" Lando started, voice groggy from just waking up. "Lando, Ivy is next to me," you warned, cutting him off before he let any colorful words slip. Lando chuckled. "Right, little ears." Then his expression softened as he caught sight of Ivy curled up in bed. "Hey, bub. You keeping my side of the bed warm for me?"
Ivy peeked at the screen, still sleepy. "Mhm. Smells like you," she mumbled, hugging Ted Ted closer. Lando’s heart melted. "I miss you, baby. But I’ll be home really soon, okay? Just five more sleeps." Ivy yawned, nodding. "Will you tell me a story?"
Lando grinned. "Of course, bub. What story do you want?" Ivy thought for a moment before mumbling, "Dada’s race car."
So Lando launched into a bedtime story, his voice soft and full of love. He told her about a magical race car that could fly and how its driver who looked suspiciously like him raced across the stars to get home to his family. As he spoke, Ivy’s eyes grew heavier, her little hand resting against your arm.
Soon, soft snores filled the room.
Lando smiled. "She’s out, huh?" You nodded, adjusting the blankets around her. "Yeah. That was adorable." "Glad I could help." Lando leaned back against the pillows in his hotel room, running a hand through his messy curls. "How was your day, love?" You sighed. "Busy. She was extra clingy today. I think she really felt you being gone."
Lando frowned. "I hate being away from you guys." "We miss you too," you admitted, voice softer now. "It’s not the same without you here." His expression warmed. "I’ll be home before you know it. And then I’m not letting go of either of you." You smiled sleepily, the warmth of his words settling over you like a blanket.
"Babe," Lando said after a moment, his voice gentle. "As much as I love your voice, I think you should go to sleep." You chuckled. "You’re probably right." "Get some rest, love. I’ll call you first thing in the morning." "Okay," you whispered, eyes fluttering shut. "Goodnight, Lando." "Goodnight, my love."
Summery: Lando, Max Fewtrell and his girlfriend pietra all decide to have a little boat day. Max goes live on twitch and Lando’s son Winslow decides to make a guest appearance!
—-Warnings: drinking, use of baby talk from kid?, let me know if I missed any!
—-Genre: lando x reader fluff, kid, yacht day
—-Request: none
—- Masterlist
There are two nicknames for Winslow: Win and low
——- The sun is setting and the sound of water hitting the boat is barely audible over the hum of music and voices. Max is busy setting up a camera pointing at the large couch in the middle of the yatch while Pietra is lounging on the couch next to him with a glass of wine.
Lando has invited a few of his friends onto his yatch for a little hangout. He hasn't had much time with his friends between F1 and taking care of his kid, Winslow.
"And we are live!!" Max announces, leaning back on the couch closer to pietra while grabbing his beer from behind the camera. "Yes, we are on landos yatch because your boy has taste!"
The chat is growing rapidly as more people join in-
@FormulaFanatic4: WHERE'S LANDO!?!
@landoscar81: On the yatch again🤩🤩
@landohaslanded: OMG is that pietra!! She looks so pretty!!😍😍
@landostan444: is that lando in the back with Winslow!?!?🥹
@maxforlife: who’s all there?
“Yes, lando is here guys!” Max says while rolling his eyes at the question. “He will be here soon. Just finishing with the little rascal!”. Lando is barely in the background with Winslow in the kitchen. He is helping Winslow finish his dinner. Still in their swim suits from earlier and damp curly hair, the boy is sitting on the counter, swinging his legs back-and-forth watching his dad as he brings another spoonful of food to his mouth. A few minutes later lando picks up Winslow and comes over to the couch in front of the camera. "You started already?" Lando asks max, as he sits down. "Your late mate. Chat is looking for you!"
“Wanna say hi to the stream win?” Lando asks the smiling boy. “Hiiii stweam!!!” the little boy says shyly as he waves at the camera.
@Landonation: OMG HE'S SO BIG NOW!!😱😱😱
@Maximillian: Lando’s nickname for Winslow🥹🥹
@fando: Bobbbbb!!!
@norrisnatchos: aww, he looks so sleepy!!
@o1ollie: dad lando!🫠🫠
Lando laughs at Winslow's shyness. "Ya, he's a very tired guys. Been out all day!" Lando says with a warm smile. "I eat 5 broccoli's!!" Winslow tells max proudly. "Wow, 5 whole pieces?! Your growing up to fast mate!".
An hour later
The sun has fully set and the vibe has started to calm. Lando notices that Winslow is starting to fall asleep on his lap. "Ok guys I think it's time to take this one to bed!". Lando smiles as he picks up Winslow. “Bye camera people!”winslow says while rubbing his eyes. Max turned the camera away respectfully as lando takes him to bed. "Little bugger has his own room here! Maybe I should claim one for me and p, I know there's a spare room somewhere!" Max laughed and pietra hit him playfully.
@lan4ofavs: Winslow's just to cute!!🥰🥰
@babygottrack: wish I had a room on a yatch🫠🫠
@madmax33: lando having to be an adult😭
@smoothoperator: Winslow being exited to tell max what he ate!🤭🥹
@landoland: Byeeee winslowwww!!👋👋👋
10 minutes later
Lando re-emerges into frame, changed into shorts and a t-shirt. He sits on the couch again holding a beer that matches Max’s. “And we’re back! Wins out cold!” Lando tells the chat. "Let's break out the board games!" Max said triumphantly.
They play games for about and hour before they start getting bored. They're starting to get a bit tipsy at this point. "Ok but if I win the next race you have to dye your hair!" Lando tells max while laughing. "Mate, I am not dying my hair! I'll like like right idiot!" Max protests back. "You should do pink so I can get thosebarbie pink strands and we can match!" Pietra tells max exitedly. "No, I am not dying my hair, that's the end of it!" Max says laughing with a pout. As they continue arguing a little voice can be heard.
"Dada?"
The camera picked up on the tiny voice from off camera. Lando, mid sip of his beer, looks back immediately while hiding his beer. "Hey buddy, whatcha doing up?" he asks while max and pietra set there drinks behind the camera on the table. "I no sleep, want to be with you" Winslow says despite rubbing his tired eyes. "Well, why don't you stay here will daddy for a little then we can go back to bed, ok?" Lando reasons. Winslow nods while climbing in landos lap, facing the camera. "You dwinking juice?" Winslow asks while looking at lando. "Yes, buts it's grown up juice, so kids can't have it. It will make you veryyyy sick" he exaggerates to the kid. Winslow pouts a little and leans back into lando. "But max is dwinking it!" He protests. "Hey! I'm not a kid low, I am a grown adult!" Max tells him offended. Lando and pietra start laughing at the conversation happening between the two.
@landocars4: not them hiding the drinks from Winslow!😭
@Mcl4ren: "adult juice" IM DEAD💀
@L4nd0: them trying to act sober!🤭
@NorrisNugget: Winslow calling max a child!!! 😭😭
@OrangeArmy: this is the best stream ever!!🤩🤩
@teamnorris: how old is Winslow now?
"Win is 3 and a half!" Lando answers the chat. "Man, I still remember when he was crying all night!" Max says laughing. "Or when we had to babysit and he drew all over Max's stream set-up!" Pietra adds while laughing harder. "Still not over that. You owe me Norris!" Max declares to lando. After a while of chatting Winslow falls asleep against landos shoulder. "Looks like he's out again." Max notices. Lando gets up while holding the kid, "while I should put him back down. I think I'll call it a night too." Lando adds. "Ya, I am probably going to end the stream anyway" max says. "Night mate, night p!" Lando says spftly, "and goodnight chat" he adds as he walks off frame to Winslow's room. "Ok chat, that's all for today, hope you liked the stream and I'll try to get on tomorrow!" Max says as he ends the stream.
@landofan4: goodnight guysss!! Night Winslow!!😴
@fanfav4: please stream tomorrow with lando again, and Winslow. 🙏🙏
-> You finally snap after you catch your kids lying about a party and afterwards teach them a lesson about responsibility.
• Party pact ♡{♤}
-> Amelia and Jacob, the spirited teenage children of a strict but loving Lando, attend a party where their bond is tested as Jacob protects his bold sister while ensuring they stay out of trouble and honor their father's trust.
• Unseen tears ♤{♡}
-> A mother struggles with emotional isolation and her distant family until her husband finally steps in to confront their children and begin mending their fractured bonds.
• Amelies Innocence ♤ {♡}
-> Lando’s kind and patient wife loses it when she finds her six-year-old daughter with a gun in her hand.
• Family Business ♡
-> An evening where Lando and his wife recognise themselves in their children.
• Shadows and Sunlight ♡
-> In the dangerous world of Lando Norris, a ruthless mafia boss, his kind-hearted wife and their contrasting children create a family full of warmth, love, and the delicate balance between light and dark.
• The balance of Us ♡ {♤}
-> As Lando navigates his dangerous world, his fiercely curious daughter and gentle son test the delicate balance of their family, while his kindhearted wife remains his unwavering anchor in a life of chaos.
• A lesson in Strength and Kindness ♡
-> When Jacob stands up for a bullied classmate and gets in trouble, Lando and Y/N work together to ensure their son learns the value of both strength and kindness, teaching him that standing up for others can be just as important as following the rules.
• Switching Sides ♡
-> In a day filled with business and adventure, Lando and Y/N teach their children the balance of strength and kindness, reminding them that family is their true source of power and purpose.
- Imagines -
• More than enough ♤♡
-> Lando, living a modest life, discovers that his girlfriend is a secret billionaire CEO and battles his feelings until she reassures him that he is her home and true happiness.
-> P2
• Right here ♡
-> Lando feels overlooked as you get carried away with friends at the club, but after expressing that he misses you, the two of you reconnect and focus on each other for the rest of the night.
• Tested ✪♡♤
-> Lando, raised to see vulnerability as weakness, pushes through the flu to maintain his mafia image, but ultimately allows you to care for him when his facade cracks.
• Stress Shopping ✪♤♡
-> After a heated argument, you storm off on a stress-shopping spree with Lando's card, prompting a call from his bank, but the fight ends in heartfelt apologies and a reminder of his love for you.
• No, you’re not ♤
-> You and Lando have been inseparable since childhood, both secretly in love with each other but too afraid to confess—he believes you deserve better than him, and you think his flings mean he could never see you that way, leaving your feelings tangled in unspoken fears of ruining your lifelong friendship.
• What she is to me ✪♤
-> In the ruthless world of power and betrayal, Lando’s desperate attempts to shield you from the darkness of his empire begin to unravel when a mysterious woman threatens to destroy the fragile trust between you both.
• why didn’t you tell me? ✪♤♡
-> Lando discovers you’re hiding your illness to avoid worrying him, leading him to care for you tenderly through the night, reaffirming how deeply you mean to him.
• Prom dress ♤♡
-> You sit with Lando after a disappointing prom night, as he reassures you that you don't need perfection to be valued and offers comfort, reminding you that you're not alone.
• Mr. Overthinking ♡
-> Lando navigates the overwhelming mix of excitement and fear about becoming a dad, constantly panicking but finding reassurance in your steady support.
• Nothings new ♤♡
-> Lando, overwhelmed by relentless bullying and emotional strain, reaches a breaking point, leading to a heartbreaking breakdown where he finally allows himself to cry and lean on you for comfort.
• mistletoe and mayhem ♡߷
-> Lando comes home to find you tipsy on Christmas Eve, takes care of your chaotic but endearing antics, and tucks you in with a smile.
• Winter depression ♤♡
-> Lando helps his girlfriend navigate the numbness of her winter depression with patience, love, and small acts of care, reminding her she’s never alone even in her darkest moments.
• In sickness and in secrets ✪♤♡
-> When you break up with Lando to protect him from your illness, he uncovers the truth, confronts you, and promises to stay by your side, ensuring you receive the best care and his unwavering love.
• though the scope ✪♤♡
-> Lando, unaware that his wife is the mysterious sniper who has been secretly protecting him, becomes obsessed with uncovering their identity while she struggles to keep her double life hidden to ensure his safety.
->P2
• sounds fun ♡
-> Lando, the shy and self-doubting "nerd" at school, slowly gains confidence as he bonds with you over shared interests, despite his moments of insecurity.
• bribary ✪♡߷
-> Lando Norris, a notorious mafia figure, struggles to get along with his girlfriend's cat, Milo, who constantly hisses and scratches at him, until Lando decides to win him over with a little bribery, resulting in an unexpected truce.
• Christmas shopping ♡
-> Lando carefully shops for thoughtful Christmas gifts for his girlfriend in Monaco, gracefully handling paparazzi attention as he envisions her joy on Christmas morning.
• racing hearts ♤♡
-> Lando panics over the fear of losing his F1 career if he marries his princess girlfriend, says hurtful things, loses her, and later learns from her father that his fears were unfounded, prompting him to win her back and reconcile.
• the weigh of words ♤♡
-> After a heated argument fueled by his frustrations on and off the track, Lando's harsh words pushes you away, forcing him to confront his guilt and fight to mend your relationship through heartfelt apologies and unwavering effort.
• unspoken doubts ♤♡
-> After a misunderstanding fueled by media rumors about Lando’s connection with Magui, you start to doubt their relationship, pulling away from him. But Lando’s commitment to you is unwavering, and he fights to clear the air, proving that his love for you is real and strong.
• stream interrupted ✰♡
-> While Lando is streaming, his focus shifts completely when he sees you dressed in a revealing Halloween outfit, leading to a steamy distraction that leaves both of you cutting the stream for a more private celebration.
• the way to her heart ✪♡
-> Lando tries to impress you with his lavish lifestyle, but when he puts in the real effort to show you his true self—cooking dinner and building a blanket fort for a cozy night in—he finally wins your heart in a way money never could.
• native language ♡
-> Lando’s playful attempts at learning his partner’s native language bring them closer together, with each small phrase exchanged deepening their connection without the need for grand gestures or complicated words.
• background cuddles ♡
-> While Max Fewtrell tries to focus on his stream, chat becomes obsessed with Lando and you cuddling in the background, turning his gaming session into a hilariously chaotic third-wheel adventure.
• make them pay ✪♤♡
-> When your favorite café is shattered by violence and your friend needs help, you turns to your mafia husband, Lando Norris, to bring justice and restore peace to those you hold dear.
• an unlikely pair ♡
-> Lando has always had a crush on you , but you never really noticed him. When a teacher forces you to study together, you begin to get closer, but doubts arise when your ex teases Lando, making him feel like he’s just a tool for you to pass exams.
• if he gets too close…✪♤♡
-> Lando breaks up with you to keep you safe from his dangerous world, but when you unknowingly agree to a date with one of his enemies, his protective instincts override his restraint, forcing him to confront both his feelings and the secrets he’s kept from you.
• soft for you ✪♤♡
-> Lando Norris, a dangerous mafia leader, shows nothing but love and gentleness to his darling, but when she hears whispers of his darker side, he reassures her before taking ruthless action against the man who planted doubt in her mind.
• second chances ♤♡
-> After overhearing his son reveal how hard his mother works to make ends meet, Lando confronts his ex about her struggles and offers them both the stability and love they deserve
• Nerd in love ♡
-> A kind-hearted cheerleader befriends the school’s shy, bullied nerd, standing up for him and forming a heartfelt bond that defies expectations and whispers.
• Off-camera temptations ♡✰߷
-> Lando gets caught off guard when you flash him off-camera during a TikTok prank, but his playful confusion quickly turns into suggestive teasing
• you matter more ✪♤♡
-> After a misunderstanding involving an unwanted kiss, Lando proves his loyalty to the you by confronting you, clearing up the truth, and eliminating any threat to their relationship
• more than enough ✪♤♡
-> After overhearing gossip that shakes your confidence in your relationship, you begin to pull away from Lando, only for him to confront your fears head-on and prove his unwavering love and commitment.
• Dinner with a little fame ♡߷
-> Lando meets your family at a chaotic dinner where your parents are clueless about his fame, but your teenage brother’s over-the-top reaction exposes his celebrity status, leading to hilarious misunderstandings and eventual acceptance.
• Tangled hearts ♤♡
-> After a one-night affair leads to an unexpected pregnancy, Lando falls for you, but when you overhear gossip about him dating someone else, you pull away, only for him to reveal he was planning to ask you on a date all along.
• By my side ✪♤♡
-> Mafia boss Lando Norris fights to prove his love to his maid after cruel gossip causes her to doubt their relationship, ultimately winning her trust and heart.
• Until someone shinier comes along ✪♤♡
-> Y/N wants to break up with Lando after a cruel guest claims he’ll leave her for someone better. Learning the truth, Lando confronts the guest and reassures Y/N of his unwavering love.
• Yours to protect ♤✪♡
-> After your toxic ex shakes your confidence, Lando reassures you of his love—but secretly plans to ensure your ex never hurts you again.
• Fake or real? ♡߷
-> A fake proposal for free dessert turns real when Lando confesses his love, changing their prank into something genuine.
• Rivals or lovers? ♤♡
-> Lando and his teammate, initially fierce rivals, slowly begin to realize their unspoken attraction for each other, transforming from enemies to lovers as they confront their fears and vulnerabilities.
• Not now. Not ever ♤✪♡
-> Lando, consumed by anger during a fight, unknowingly frightens you, causing you to flinch and pull away, leaving him devastated by the realization that he made you fear him and determined to earn back your trust.
• Little secret ✪♤♡
-> Lando Norris, a mafia boss, falls for a woman hiding her past with an abusive ex and a child she’s trying to protect.
• Brothers bestfriend ♤♡
-> Lando and Carlos younger sister secretly fall in love, risking their relationship with Carlos when the truth comes out.
• Hidden in plain sight ♡߷
-> Lando secretly dates Zak Brown’s daughter, but everyone already knows.
• You belong to me ✪𖣔♡
-> Lando becomes possessive and jealous when he finds you dancing with one of his men at his club, and demands your attention for himself.
• He‘s mine ✪♤♡
-> Lando tracks you down after two years and discovers your son, vowing to protect you both and rebuild your trust.
• That‘s my girl ✪♡
-> The girlfriends of illegal street racers compete in a high-stakes race, with you driving Lando’s car to victory and surprising everyone, including Lando, with your skills.
• Prove it ✪♤♡
-> In a tense and emotional confrontation, you try to leave Lando out of fear, but he proves his unwavering love and devotion, vowing to change and earn your trust.
• Tiny♡
-> Lando overcomes his fear of holding his tiny newborn daughter, discovering an overwhelming love and sense of responsibility that changes him forever.
• Fine line♤♡
-> After a painful breakup with Oscar, you find unexpected love and healing with his teammate Lando, navigating the complexities of loyalty, heartbreak, and new beginnings.
• Hidden past ♤✪♡
-> Lando discovers his girlfriend’s secret criminal past, born from her desperation to protect her family, and vows to stand by her side despite her insistence on handling it alone.
• Misunderstanding ✪♤♡
-> A misunderstanding over cryptic texts from Lando’s sister leads to heartbreak and confrontation, but ultimately strengthens the trust and love between him and his girlfriend.
• Copacabana ♡߷
-> A stunning performance on Let’s Dance sees you and Lando sharing an undeniable chemistry as you dance to Copacabana, captivating the audience with your graceful moves, bold connection, and breathtaking energy, leaving everyone in awe of your magical partnership.
• bound by blood and fate ✪♤♡
-> After a devastating breakup, Lando is pulled back into your life when an accident reveals not only your fragile state but also the existence of the baby he never knew you carried, forcing him to confront his love for you and his vow to protect his growing family
• Right time ♤✪♡
-> When an intruder threatens your life, Lando's protective instincts take over as he saves you and vows to eliminate any danger, all while you help him find solace in the aftermath.
• Is there someone else? ✪♤♡
-> When Lando grows distant and secretive, leading you to suspect infidelity, you uncover his dangerous efforts to protect you from a rival threatening his place in the criminal underworld.
• shattered trust♤ {♡}
-> Lando dumps you for another woman, but soon regrets it and tries to win you back.
• Fourth time‘s the Charm♡߷
-> In which Lando tries to confess to you but gets interrupted every single time.
• The Rookie’s Mistake ✪𖣔♡
-> In which a Rookie makes a mistake by unknowingly flirting with someone that belongs to Lando.
• Shadows ✪♤♡
-> Lando’s ruthless mafia life is shaken when his vulnerability, Y/N, becomes a target, forcing him to protect her at all costs.
• The heirs weakness ✪♡
-> there is only one person who can crack Lando's shell infront of his men.
• Simp sessions and sliding into DM‘s♡߷
-> Y/N openly simps for Lando Norris during a Beta Squad video, and he surprises her by sliding into her DMs.
-> P2
• Interrupted Stream ♡߷
-> Lando is streaming and the chat seems to like his girlfriend more than him.
• Safe Place ♡߷
-> feeling exhausted, Lando calls his girlfriend for a night to allow himself to relax.
• Worth it? ♤
-> after a regretful night, Lando realises how much he really messed up and if it was even worth it?
in which lando becomes a dad, and a series of moments that follow
back with more brainrot! this time it’s for dad!lando bc the baby fever is fevering and lando just had to go and talk about having kids on that podcast. my first time using social media elements as well so i hope you enjoy! ALSO! huge thank you for 3k, love you all and i cannot thank you enough for your support! 💘
warnings: minors pls dni with my work! mentions of pregnancy, children, minor angst, super duper fluff, suggestive jokes here and there, dilf!lando
1. the birth
lando’s legs couldn’t have carried him any faster than they already were. the hospital rooms disappeared past in a flash, his eyes scanning the hallways for one door. everything he’d ever wanted waited for him on the other side of that one door.
it was typical, really, that the one time he’d left your side since the season ended, you went into labour. he’d begdrudgingly listened when you told him to go to his meeting, despite the feeling in his gut that told him not to. lando knew, now, that his instincts were right.
the second he’d seen your face flash up on his phone, he was out of the conference room. you wouldn’t have called him unless it was an emergency. everything seemed to be moving in slow motion when he put the phone down, but then he was sprinting, through the double doors before him, past the line of cars, and out towards his car, speeding away from the MTC. the traffic fine he knew he was in for was worth it.
your words rang in his ears.
“lando… it’s time.” you’d breathed down the phone, accompanied by a shaky laugh.
and now he was looking at the door. it opened, slowly, and there you were, draped in a hospital gown, tired eyes bloodshot and soft. you were smiling, crying, and he fell to his knees before you.
“someone wants to meet you.” you cooed, and then he was crying too.
lando squeezed your knee, trying to pull himself together but it was futile. the most precious ray of light stirred in your arms, how would he ever be able to stop crying? you’d created that, you and him, and now she was here.
“can i…?” lando stood from where he was worshipping you, hoodie sleeve mopping up his tears.
“take all that off.” you replied.
“trying to get me naked already? i thought it would be at least six weeks-“ he teased.
“no, you sod. skin on skin contact.” you groaned, grinning helplessly at the man that had made you a mother.
he laughed along with you quietly, stripping the layers and sitting beside you on the hospital bed. you searched his excited eyes, melting as you placed your little girl in his awaiting arms.
and then he was falling in love.
the winter sunlight streamed through the window, a soft glow encapsulating your little family. lando sat next to you in dead silence, counting ten little fingers, ten little toes, memorising the dimpled curve of two lips, the crease between two softly shut eyes. his heart was bursting in a way it never had before, a new lease of life breathed into his body that fulfilled him more than anything ever had.
“are you okay, baby? i’m so sorry i wasn’t here.” lando mumbled, kissing your shoulder. he looked up at you, scanning your tired face, knowing that you’d never looked so beautiful. you cupped his cheek, pressing your forehead against his.
“the pain was worth it.” you quirked your lips, tilting your head so that you could kiss him. you felt his fresh tears wetting your cheeks, and you smiled into the kiss.
“i got here as quick as i could, i’m so sorry i wasn’t here to hold your hand.” lando was heartbroken to have missed the birth of his first child, guilty even, but you wouldn’t let that feeling linger.
“i’m just happy that you’re here now, i promise. we’ve gotta name this little love.” you pecked his lips again, cuddling into his side.
you’d been backwards and forwards on names for months, never landing on anything that seemed to fit. you’d read countless lists of names, brainstormed names of people you loved, but you just couldn’t agree.
“can we talk about it later? just wanna look at her for a bit longer. like, forever.” lando mumbled, and as if she recognised her daddy’s voice, your baby’s grey blue eyes fluttered open.
“oh.” he gasped.
you watched in pure adoration as they stared at each other, neither of them willing to look away first. a bond was forming before your eyes, and you felt like the earth was moving under your feet.
lando knew, staring into big blue eyes, that nothing would ever be the same again.
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2. the race
“lando, you cannot take her into the bloody media pen!” you scolded, ignoring the bark of a laugh he let out in response.
you were midway through changing matilda’s nappy, dressing her in the tiny mclaren t-shirt that the team had gifted you when you welcomed her to the world.
she was nearly six months old now, with the cutest smile and a laugh that could bring an entire room to tears. you were at your home in monaco, preparing to descend down the hills towards the marina where the race would be. this would be her first race weekend, and lando couldn’t have been more excited for her to make her debut at the track.
he also couldn’t have been more nervous.
the idea of putting your baby into such a hectic environment made lando sweat, which was why you’d left it until monaco, so that you had a home base to sneak away to if it all got too much.
“are you nearly ready to go, baby?” lando came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. he was peering over your shoulder, gazing at the giggling baby on her changing mat. “and what about you, matty? you ready to watch daddy drive?”
“i’m sure you’ll have her undivided attention.” you joked, turning your head to kiss his jaw. “can you put her in the car?”
lando scooped up his daughter, placing her gently into the baby carrier. you grabbed the changing bag and followed him out of the apartment, smiling hard at the quiet nursery rhyme he was singing. you locked up and trailed behind the duo, watching intently as he secured matilda’s car seat.
“see something you like?”lando called behind him, shaking his ass at you cheekily.
“you know i do, that’s how i got pregnant.” you stuck your tongue out at him.
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the entire weekend was hectic, lando having the time of his life. he’d put his mclaren on the front row, the race flying by where he claimed second place and a rightful spot of the podium. you’d kissed him hard, matilda’s grabby hands tugging at his curls when he’d dipped down to press his lips to yours. he smirked, scheming something, and then he took the infant from under your arm, whisking her over to his interview.
“lando norris, what a race that was for you!” jenson button bellowed into the mic. “and it looks like you’ve been busy off track, too! who’s this little one?”
“the one and only matilda norris.” lando replied, pearly whites on display. he’d never looked happier, and you could feel your eyes welling with tears. lando grabbed her little hand softly, making her wave at the camera. “proud of daddy, matty?” he cooed, and you were a wreck.
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3. that time matilda crawled
“babe!” lando’s voice echoed through the house, up into your bedroom. you were fresh out of the shower, wringing your hair dry with a towel, nearly jumping out of your skin when he called.
“what is it, honey?” you shouted back, grabbing your (his) robe from the back of the door.
“you gotta come see this.” he sounded giddy and you bounded down the stairs, speeding into the living room.
“what’s going on?” you asked him, watching him practically jumping up and down with excitement.
“matty crawled.” lando beamed.
your eyes flitted to your daughter, sat quite casually on her play-mat.
“uh…” you said slowly. you wanted to believe him, but the evidence was not lining up. she was getting closer each day, but still seemed to be a tad far off of going the full stretch.
“she did! i swear!” he turned his attention back to matilda, dropping to the floor beside her. “c’mon matty, show mummy! i know you can do it, sweetie.” lando cooed.
“can i finish getting ready?”
“baby, she’s gonna do it again and you’re gonna miss it!”
“okay, just shout if she starts spitting bars.” you teased, turning to leave.
lando was pouting, but as if she sensed her fathers frustration, matilda had a point to prove. she pushed herself up from her tummy, fighting her way towards you.
“oh, my love.” you cooed, hand splayed over your mouth. she was growing up way too fast, but that was eclipsed by the pride bubbling hot in your chest.
“see?” lando pulled you into his side, gleeful. you moulded into him, lip quivering as you watched her wriggle around. “oh, baby, don’t cry.” he pressed a kiss to your hairline.
“happy tears, i promise.”
“she’s so clever, just like her mama.”
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5. the backlash
the clips circulating online made you feel ill.
lando had just done another podcast, and the topic of his family had come up. they’d set the trap, and he’d fallen right into it, pressuring him about how he approached racing and being a father. he’d tried, bless him, but the way they’d cut the interview made it look like little matty played second fiddle to daddy’s racing car.
you’d been in the studio while your baby slept peacefully beside you, you knew exactly what he’d said, and now the tweets circulating about your boyfriend made you want to scream.
you were no stranger to the occasional landogate, but he’d gotten a lot better over the years. lando didn’t care much for the way the media twisted his words anymore, but when it came to his family, his flesh and blood, he quite simply couldn’t take it.
lando hadn’t come out of his gaming room all day. you’d let him marinate for a few hours, but you hadn’t seen him in too long, and you were starting to panic. matty kept spitting out little strings of words, dadadada spluttering out her little mouth. she wanted him, and you needed him, so you swept her up in your arms and carried her up the stairs.
you tapped on the door, pushing it open before you got a response. he was slumped in his gaming chair, hood up, spinning around aimlessly. he looked so deflated, staring at nothing, manufactured guilt eating him up.
“hey, honey. matty wants her daddy.” you called softly, wading into the room. lando sighed, but took her out of your arms immediately.
“better take what i can get, before she realises what a terrible father i am.” he mumbled sarcastically.
“hey, no. don’t do that, lando. don’t fall into this mindset. you and i both know that you’re a fucking amazing father.” you wagged your finger at him as you spoke. he just slumped further into his seat, letting matty pull at the drawstrings of his hoodie.
“maybe they’re right, though. i was always so scared of this part. what if she grows up and is ashamed of me?” he whispered, eyes honing in on his daughter.
“oh, baby.” it physically hurt you to see him so down on himself. you were ready to burn twitter to the fucking ground. “you’re the best father i could have wished for. she’s literally a little lando! god, honey, she loves you so much. and of course she would - you’re her whole world.”
“when she won’t sleep with me, ten seconds in your arms, and she conked out. when she’s bored, she only wants her dad. don’t even get me started on that annoying stubborn streak she’s showing. lando, she could never be ashamed of you. she is you.” you continued.
lando sighed shakily, pressing a kiss to matty’s forehead before placing her carefully on the ground. some of her toys were scattered there, so she made a beeline for her orange teddy, without a care in the world for you and lando. he spread his arms for you, ushering you in and you sat on his lap, cuddling into him.
“i love you, baby. you don’t know how thankful i am that you gave me this life.” he said into your chest, kissing right over your heart.
you knew everything would be okay, anyone with eyes could see how much he adored his little girl. and anyway, it didn’t matter what anyone else thought; all that mattered was that you had each other, and that was more than enough for lando.
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5. matty’s first birthday!
your house was full of laughter, shades of pink, purple and yellow decorating every surface. balloons covered the ceiling, a big 1 taking up half your kitchen. and in the middle of all the colourful chaos, your boyfriend held your one year old daughter, bouncing her on his knee.
they were a picture, a truly stunning one, two identical sets of eyes crinkling at the corners while they laughed together. your heart was bursting, nothing able to contain the butterflies in your stomach as you watched the two greatest loves of your life.
stuffed toys and little pairs of shoes covered every surface, wrapped up with big ribbons. all of your favourite people were in one room, your families coming together with all of your friends to celebrate 365 days of matilda.
matty had spent her day playing with sylvie, george’s young daughter, while lando took photos from every angle humanly possible. then there was the cake, which lando had let the little girl smash all over her face. you’d scold him later, the moment was far too precious.
you were caught up watching lando play with matilda, when max came up to you.
“never seen him happier.” max beamed, pulling you into a side hug. you ruffled his hair in response.
“can’t believe we made her.” you muttered, head falling against his shoulder. you were awestruck.
“when are you having another one? he’s gagging for it.” max was joking with you, but the look you gave him made him do a double, triple, quadruple take. you were smirking. “wait… wait what?”
“sooner than you might think.” you patted your tummy slyly. “he doesn’t know yet, i only just found out last night. wanted matty to have her day and then i’ll tell him when she’s gone to sleep.”
max was staring at you, bewildered. you may have even seen a tear in his eye.
“oh, i love you guys. so fucking happy for you.” he whispered.
you caught sight of lando watching, his head tilted in confusion. you just winked at him.
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“she went down easy. think today really took it out of her.” lando said as he walked into your bedroom. you were sat waiting for him, hands resting behind your back.
“thank you for today, it was perfect.” you beamed when he leaned down to kiss you.
you watched him get ready for bed, stripping down to just his sweats, and then he joined you, lounging across the foot of the bed.
“hey, what were you talking to max about, babe?” lando asked.
“a gift that i got you.” you replied coyly.
“a gift?” lando looked confused, and the confusion only grew when you pulled your hands from behind your back, placing a little gift bag in front of him.
“yep. hope you like it.” you kept your expression neutral.
he picked up the bag, rustling through the tissue paper, and then he found it.
a little white stick.
lando stared blankly, eyes flitting rapidly between your face and the pregnancy test in his hand.
“baby…” he started, but he lost his train of thought. instead, he launched himself at you, cuddling you into the mattress. you were laughing while he pressed his lips all over your face, your neck, ending with your belly.
“good gift?” you giggled, watching as his hand smoothed over the soft skin of your tummy.
“the fucking best.”
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6. family sized
lando norris, father of two, reporting for duty.
leo norris was born under the english sun, the late august heat making your labour a difficult one.
from the minute he was born, leo had a personality, angry, passionate eyes glaring at you and lando, a cry tearing from him that could end wars. he was gonna be a force, that little boy, not that you were complaining.
lando had fallen in love again, only having a few days to adjust before he was racing around europe, but he always found a way to slip into bed with you in the early hours of monday mornings, leo sprawled across his tanned chest. he’d watch the two of you sleep, listening out for matty down the hall.
and then she’d wake up, and lando would lay leo by your side, padding next door to your daughters bedroom. the pitter patter of her little feet and lando’s big laugh would wake you up. mornings were the best part of your day, all four of you tucked up in bed together before the chaos began.
it was hard sometimes, but life was bliss. you had the most wonderful partner, two gorgeous children, happiness that you couldn’t have ever fathomed right at your fingertips.
lando finally realised how big the world was, now that his family was often on the other side of it. he ached every second his heart was away from his kids but watching them grow, getting to see them smile, matilda clinging to his legs the second he came home, made it all worth it.
and god, coming home to you, whether you were waiting with open arms at the door or tucked up in white linen bedsheets in one of his t-shirts, was fucking delightful. you were his person, the one that gave him a reason to get up and smile, and he’d do quite possibly anything to keep you happy until you were old and grey by his side.
“matty, what do you say when we say goodbye to chat?” lando asked his little girl.
he was wrapping up a stream, matilda finding her rightful place as his new cohost - max was hardly coping with being replaced but that was a separate issue.
lando bowed his head, looking at matty encouragingly and she beamed hard at the screen. she was two years old, with the bubbliest personality and the brightest eyes in the entire world.
“gg boys.” she grinned toothily at the camera, and lando’s squawk of a laugh summoned you into the room.
lando was logging off when you walked in, watching from the doorway. leo was down for his nap, and matty was soon due hers.
“what are you two getting up to?” you chimed in, leaning into the wall.
“matty’s gonna be a gamer.” lando said in his sing-song voice, the one he reserved for when one of his kids did something that made his eyes sparkle.
“no call of duty.” you said sternly, looking at him pointedly.
“don’t worry, baby. f1 game only, she’s gonna be a racing driver.”
“just like her daddy.” you whispered, watching the duo high five in their matching hoodies.
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7. long time coming
lando held his son tight, watching you and matty examine tiny sea shells in the little rock pools that were forming. the sun was setting over the monegasque beach, beams of pink and orange light bathing your family as it bounced off the soft waves.
leo was wriggling in lando’s arms, the two year old boy desperate to join his mother and his sister splashing around in the shallows, but lando kept a hold of him. leo was too mischievous for his own good, cheekier than the average two year old. perhaps it had something to do with who his father was.
“daddy, come look.” matty called, so lando waded into the water, ankle deep. that little girl had him wrapped around her finger. he cast his eyes over matilda’s inquisitive face, glancing at you for just a second, and that’s all it took for you to steal the air from his lungs.
you were more radiant than ever, as beautiful as the day he’d met you and fallen so helplessly in love. he hadn’t stopped falling in love since. you’d made him a father, you’d given him a family, you’d taught him what it was to be truly, unequivocally happy.
and now all you had to say was yes.
“that’s lovely, sweetie.” lando cooed at matty, eyeing the handful of seashells she’d collected. “wanna go play on the sand? we have that gift to give mummy.” lando winked at the little girl, who took off running, splashing sea water over you both.
once she was out of earshot, you turned to lando.
“you’re not pregnant, are you?” you teased, thinking back to the gift you’d given him those years ago, who was now tucked sleepily into lando’s chest.
“how did you know?” lando joked back.
he grabbed your hand, toes sinking into the sand as you made your way towards matty, who was fidgeting on the picnic blanket you’d laid out earlier. as soon as you reached her, lando gave her the sly nod, the signal that he’d taught her over the last few days, and her sweet little voice called out to you.
“mummy?”
“yes, my love?” you kneeled down on the blanket, eye level with your daughter.
“daddy wants to ask you something.” her doe blue eyes twinkled in the setting sun, and you whipped your head around to look at lando.
lando, who was down on one knee, balancing his son in one hand and the biggest fucking diamond ring you’d ever seen in the other.
“should’ve done this about four years ago, but we were busy popping out kids.” lando breathed, his eyes watery. you were already in tears. “my love, where do i even begin? i’m nothing without you, and every time i leave you, i leave my entire heart behind, so please, will you marry me?”
tears streamed down your face, and lando sat the squirmy toddler down next to his sister, who was bouncing on the balls of her feet.
you surged forward, the force of your movement leaving you both in the sand. you clung to him, lips meeting his with sweet urgency. you mumbled a million yes’s into the kiss, no one left in the world but you and him, and your two beautiful children.
and when you pulled away, you scooped your babies into your arms, holding them tight, knowing that you were in the presence of the purest form of love.
your little family, complete…
…for now.
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“then what is it?” lando cups your chin in his hands with his question, forcing you to meet his eyes.
“it’s just that,” you sigh, searching lando’s eyes, “we don’t need to keep trying, if there’s already a baby on the way,”
“you’re joking,” lando whispers, his eyes beginning to well with tears, “love, are you serious?” you nod wordlessly, your smiling catching from ear to ear as lando’s begins to grow, “oh my GOD!” he exclaims, not caring anymore about the young boy sleeping down the hall. he’s currently too busy grabbing your waist in his hands and spinning you around in giggling circles.
“lan, please,” you choke out between your laughs, “you’ll turn our baby into a milkshake,” you continue to giggle as lando sets you down with quiet apologies in between a multitude of kisses. the room falls silent for a moment as lando pulls away and his hands migrate to your stomach, both of you staring into each others eyes as if they were the stars in the sky.
“we’re having another baby,” lando’s smile has not faltered since your admission, and neither has yours.
“ya, lan. we’re having another baby,” you smile wider as happy tears start their race down your cheeks. lando joins in shortly with happy sobs as he pulls you into his arms, calmly rocking you both back and forth in place. you hear the quiet words mumbled into your neck of ‘i can’t believe this is happening’ and ‘i’m so fucking happy right now’ as you just hold onto your husband in joy.
finally pulling apart, lando drops down to a knee, staring at your bare stomach in awe, “hi baby norris,” he chokes down another sob as he kisses the baby’s home, “it’s your daddy,” you hold his head in your hands while trying to control your own tears, enjoying the interaction at its fullest.
your husband looks up at you and all you read in his eyes is pure admiration and love. he catches your eyes staring down at him, seeing only love and admiration as well. you both share the soft moment in quiet comfort, proceeding to not leave each other's sides as you ready yourselves for bed.
getting yourself under the blankets in bed, you scoot over into lando’s awaiting arms, him immediately wrapping you into his hold. his free hand falls to your stomach like a magnet - just as it always did with finn. you roll the slightest in order to have a better view of your husband, reaching a hand up to caress his cheek, both of you not breaking the adoring eye contact. he leans down a pinch, kissing your nose, then cheeks, then forehead, and finally landing on your lips. you hum in approval before he separates, proceeding to lean down to your stomach and repeat the kisses.
his head lays on the top of your stomach, your hands raking through his curls, as he continues to speak sweet nothings to the growing baby inside your tummy. you then soon fall into a conversation about when and how you found out - your bad takeout was not actually bad, and the doctor's appointment was yesterday, how far along you were - seven weeks, only - and when your next appointment was - two weeks from today, your first ultrasound.
you were lulled to sleep by lando’s continuing conversation to your unborn child and his soft stroking over your belly.
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you wake up the next morning to an empty bed and distant baby giggles echoing through your home. stretching for a moment, you take a deep breath - debating needing a morning sickness session or not - before you reluctantly climb out from your warm haven of blankets. reaching quickly for one of lando’s hoodies tossed around, you pull it over your head to substitute for the lost heat.
“momma!” you hear the happy squeaks of your son as you open the door from your bedroom, light padding of his feet making their way over to you. entering into the living room, you’re immediately met with a bouncy three year old at your feet, arms up and ready for his morning cuddles. swinging him onto your hip with whispered ‘good morning, my love’ and a kiss to his sweet head, you waltz over to your husband seated on the couch.
“i made breakfast, you hungry, love?” lando asks as you take a seat next to him.
“not right now, but probably soon,” you respond, leaning over to greet your husband with a kiss.
“alright, but you need to eat,” his over-protective nature residing again, something you had your ups and downs with while pregnant with finn.
“i know, love. i will,” you assure your husband with another light peck to his lips. he smiles back down at you, on too much of a high to even pester you as of this moment.
“we have the quadrant video today, too,”
“oh, right,” you shake your head, “what time is that again?”
“around three, so we have a lot of time,” lando proceeds to direct his attention to his son, “are you so excited to come with us, finn? uncle max will be there!”
“uncle max!” your son claps happily from your lap, excited at the mention of his other favorite uncle.
“yes, buddy! uncle max wants to see you!” lando claps with his son, “why don’t you go pick out what you want to wear today, bubs?” your husband picks your son off your lap to help him down, giving him the availability to run to his room.
“otay, daddy!” with that, finn takes his little legs at full speed to his bedroom, amusing giggles radiating through the home. your husband turns his attention back to you after his son was out of sight, pulling you closer into his body.
“i was hoping we could tell the team today, if that’s alright with you?” lando asks you quietly, hinting at the reveal of your pregnancy. last night when you had told lando, both of your parents had been rung immediately. doing it over the phone wasn’t ideal but the parents staying in england as you and lando were in monaco wasn’t ideal either. and you both wanted to tell them right away.
“well i know we agreed to tell our parents first, but i feel like we should tell finn second, no?”
“should we tell him today before the group? or do you want to wait?”
“i don’t know, lan. i truly haven’t given it much thought and i want to. telling your only baby that another one is coming can disrupt a lot, i don’t want to rush it,” you hang your head a bit at your worries and lando understands immediately.
“it’s alright, we can tell the lads later,” he’s quick to respond in order to ease your mind.
“how about just max?” you offer as a compromise. even though finn was beyond fond of carlos, max fewtrell had been the rock for him as he was growing in your tummy up to now and for sure in the future. he was almost his second father. and he was lando’s best friend. and finn adored max just as you know your second baby will as well, “i can tell my best friend today and you can tell yours, then we’ll talk a bit more about how we tell finn,”
“i like the sound of that, love,” your husband kisses your forehead, “we’ll tell max and y/b/f/n today, and then everyone else will find out after finn,”
“yes, lovely. i like the sound of that, lan,”
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pulling up to the track where lando’s quadrant video would be filmed, you let out a nervous sigh, hand involuntarily reaching for your stomach. your husband reaches across the console in the car, removing your hand and instead intertwining your fingers. a kiss to the back of your hand was all the reassurance you needed in that moment.
parked in the lot, lando steps out of the vehicle, racing around the front of the car and opening the door for you, holding onto your hand as you step out as well. leading you both towards your giggly son in the backseat, your husband unstraps his seat belts, lifts him out of the car and pulls on his hand due to finn’s persistence to walk - like a big boy. the little family makes their way through a few gates and security checks before finally arriving near the rest of the quadrant group.
“there’s the best godson in the world!” max lets out a squeal, bending down as finn sprints into his arms.
“uncle maxxxx!” finn yells in his arms, laughing along to max proceeding to pick him up and spin him around.
“hey!” your best friend comes out from behind you and lando to join the group, “does your godmother get any love?” she laughs heading over to max and finn.
“aunty y/b/f/n!” finn screams from max’s hold, wiggling to make his way towards your friend, “i dind’t know you come!” he squeaks out.
“your mommy called me! said you missed me, baby,” she laughs scooping your son up from max.
“i did! i miss you all!” finn’s arms wrap around her tightly as the entire quadrant group ‘awe’s’ at his words.
“actually, finn, why don’t you go join niran and ria,” lando starts, reaching for your hand to hint at his intentions, “momma and daddy have to talk to max and y/b/f/n really fast, okay?”
“otay, daddy! but i see them later?”
“oh ya, bubs,” your husband nods as he helps his son down towards the group, “we have the rest of the day to hang out, this will just take a second, okay?”
“otay, daddy!” finn replies to lando’s direction, running off towards niran and ria, leaving the four of you alone in a distant part of the track.
“uh oh,” max lets out, “are we in trouble?”
“not at all,” you laugh in response, “quite the opposite really, we have some exciting news to share with the both of you,” tightening your grip on lando’s hand, you give him an approval nod to let go of the information.
“y/n’s pregnant!”
“WHAT!”
“OH MY GOSH!” your best friend takes a step towards you, holding you in her arms as she jumps a bit in excitement. max and lando are hugging, congratulations are shared as the pairs switch to the other respective partner. both max and y/b/f/n are tearing up, as you and your husband are trying hard not to do the same.
“i think we’re going to tell finn tonight, so just keep it quiet,” your husband shares, max mocks his reprimand by zipping his lips shut as your best friend just continues to nod in excitement.
“and even after we tell finn, i think we’re just going to keep it quiet until i start to show, so let’s not tell anyone, alright?” you offer your worries next.
“you’ve got it guys,” max nods, “we’ll keep it a secret,”
“i mean, we did pretty good with the last one,” your best friend laughs off in her agreement.
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after the long and exhausting day on the track, lando is hauling your son’s body up the stairs in his arms, the deadweight not budging once arriving inside your home. your husband carefully places him on the couch in the living room as you make your way into the kitchen in order to find something, anything to eat. a loud sigh behind you causes you to turn your head in it’s direction, coming face to face with your husband.
“i don’t think it’s happening today,”
“you mean telling finn, lan?”
“ya, he’s wiped out,”
“why are you so eager to tell him?” lando thinks for a moment at your question, reaching around you to the counter, popping a grape into his mouth.
“i’m just excited, y/n,” he finally lets slip, “i want to buy things for the nursery, i want to buy baby clothes, i want to talk to little baby norris, i want to hear finn talk about how exciting this will be, i want to-”
“okay, lan,” you cut him off, moving to steal a kiss from his lips, “bright and early tomorrow, finn will know about little baby norris,”
“good,” he sighs in relief, kissing you again.
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the blinding light of the sun proceeds to have you blinking open your eyes, facing your husband who was leaning against the headboard, scrolling on his phone.
“you’re finally awake, love,” he whispers towards you, a hand coming across your cheek to swipe the sleep from your eyes. they close for a brief moment to bask in the softness before shooting open as you scramble out of bed to race to the bathroom. several knocks at the door, your persistence to keep lando away from you, and then finally a flushed toilet and mouthwash rinsed out lead you to leaving the bathroom, eyes widening at the scene.
lando is still leaning against the headboard, this time with his little mini me leaning against him as well. the tv is turned on to lando’s favorite show with a soft volume as your son is still fighting sleep on his fathers lap and a bottle of milk slowly slipping from his grasp.
“y’alright, love?” your husband speaks softly as to not alarm the baby on his lap, you nodding in return, climbing back into the bed to be with your family.
“why sick, mommy?” your son asks, sleepy gaze holding a bit of concern.
“well, finn,” you sigh, reaching for your husband’s hand as you both look down at your son on his lap, “there is a baby growing in my tummy, and sometimes it’ll make me sick,”
“baby?” finn questions, looking up at his parents with curiosity.
“ya, bubs,” lando laughs a bit, “you’re going to be a big brother! isn’t that exciting?”
“bwother…” finn sighs quietly, almost as if he’s testing the word to see if it feels correct rolling off his tongue.
“aren’t you happy, baby?” you urge softly, eyeing your son, attempting to read his reaction.
“will baby like me?” finn asks, his attention turning from you to lando.
“oh, bubs,” lando sigh, holding his son tightly as he responds, “the baby is going to love you,” he finishes off with a kiss to his head. finn finally smiles and giggles, climbing from lando’s lap over to yours, bending down to kiss your stomach.
“i wuv you, baby,” he giggles after the kiss, “i meet you soon!”
yours and your husband’s eyes meet as your son keeps kissing your belly, the non-verbal understanding that everything would be okay.
