we miss you 😕
dad!Lando Norris x mom!reader
summary: charlie, their 5yo son, didn’t want lando to leave for race week. though, he manages to sneakily message him from your phone
warnings: possibility of getting baby fever (i did)
A/N: i have such bad baby fever it’s crazy. i’ve literally wanted a kid since i was 12 so this fic is just feeding my delusions (when r they not) anyways i hope u enjoy! love u, sweethearts ❤️
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the night before he left, charlie wouldn’t let go of his leg.
lando was standing in the hallway with his suitcase, trying to zip it up while charlie clung to him like a koala, arms tight around his thigh and face squished into the side of his leg.
“mate,” lando laughed, running a hand through his hair, “i need that leg. i kinda use it for walking.”
charlie didn’t budge. he mumbled something that sounded like don’t go into the fabric of lando’s sweatpants.
you were standing nearby with your arms crossed, trying not to melt at the sight. “he’s been like this all day,” you said softly. “he even asked if we could hide your passport.”
lando looked down at the little bundle of clinginess stuck to him and sighed. “charlie,” he said gently, crouching down. “come here, buddy.”
charlie let go just enough for lando to scoop him up and hold him close. he wrapped his arms around lando’s neck immediately, sniffing into his hoodie.
“i don’t want you to leave,” he mumbled. “i missed you all the christmas time and now you’re gonna be gone again.”
lando pressed a kiss into his curls. “i know. i missed you too. but i’m only going for a few days. i’ll call every night. and guess what?”
charlie blinked at him, lip wobbling.
“i’m gonna bring you back something super cool from the paddock. like… something very secret and race-car-ish.”
charlie considered this. “like a tire?”
lando grinned. “okay, maybe not that big. but something cooler.”
they stayed like that for a while. you were the one who eventually had to say, “lando, the car’s outside.”
he hugged you tightly at the door, whispered something about texting when he landed and to kiss charlie for him if he’s asleep by the time you get back inside.
but charlie wasn’t asleep. not really. you found him sitting on your bed with your phone in his lap and the most innocent expression ever.
“baby,” you said. “what are you doing?”
“nothing,” he said way too fast, quickly locking the screen and holding the phone out to you.
suspicious. but you didn’t think much of it.
it wasn’t until later, after you were in the kitchen and finally checking your phone, that you saw it.
today at 7:41 pm
hi dady
i miss u r u in the plane yet
how meny sleeps til u come home
can u tel the car go fast so u win n come bak
do u have snak
i am waring ur hoody mummie
said its to big but i like it
i put ur hat on my bear
read at 7:45 pm ✔︎✔︎
hey buddy
i’m on the plane now
i miss you so much already
you’re wearing my hoodie??
you’re the coolest kid ever. make sure mummy takes a picture, ok?
ok but she dosnt no i took her fone
pls dont tel her
your secret’s safe with me
but maybe give it back before she finds out
ok
also can we hav pankakes when u come home
pancakes and a race car story. deal?
read at 7:56 pm ✔︎✔︎
later that night (before you’d checked your phone), when you went to tuck charlie into bed, he was already curled up in lando’s hoodie with your phone under his pillow.
you sighed, smiling, and gently took it out.
you texted lando yourself before heading to bed.
today at 10:34 pm
charlie hijacked my phone
obviously
but he misses you. a lot.
we both do.
i miss you guys more than anything
already counting the sleeps
kiss him goodnight for me ♥︎ liked by you
and save me a spot in bed for when i’m back
♥︎ liked by you
read at 10:41 pm ✔︎✔︎
you held the phone to your chest for a second before turning off the light.
three more sleeps.
THE END :>
