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Lando bounced from foot to foot, unable to keep still. Energy radiated from his beaming smile and his enthusiasm for life in this moment was infectious. Everyone in the airport couldn't help but smile with him as they walked past. It wouldn't be long now. His eyes eagerly scanned people's faces, waiting, wanting. Any minute now, it would be the face he had waited so long to see.
It was like any romantic comedy. Lando saw the mess of brown hair and the grin he loved. He dropped the bag he was holding, mentally wincing as he ran through what could be easily broken. And he ran. He didn't stop until his arms were around Max's neck, pulling him close. In return, Max slipped his arms around Lando's waist and the two of them remained in each other's embrace, content. They could have stayed like that forever until they realised there were lots of staring eyes, watching their loving reunion. Hurriedly, Lando pulled Max by the hand and retrieved his own bag which thankfully remained on the floor, untouched.
He wore a look of awe, barely comprehending that Max was here. It was like a dream come true. It had been so long since he had last since the other Brit, far too long. But here Max was, in Monaco, staying with him for a whole month. Lando couldn't believe it. He had been looking forward to this moment for so long.