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What if Lando would've watched the Spain-Italy game with Carlos
Don't mind me just combining my two obsessions and my internal pain because Spain AND Denmark lost.
Also I'm sorry this literally has no plot.
POV Lando:
It was quite amusing seeing Carlos get all worked up already thirty minutes before kick-off. He was pacing around the apartment, had turned his phone off and had explained some random tacticts to Lando.
To be fair he didn't listen. He was too busy staring at Carlos fondly while he was throwing his Hands around frantically and more than once slipping into spanish during his monologue.
It was adorable. Lando would definetly watch football with his boyfriend more often if that meant he got to see Carlos like this.
All excited and restless. That was normally more Lando-like than Carlos-like, but he would never complain.
Someone abruptly pulling him to the sofa snatched him out of his daydreams.
"Come on Lando the game is starting. Sit down"
Carlos pulled him down next to him, barely able to sit still the second the referee blew the whistle for the first time.
Lando stopped counting how many times Carlos yelled at the referee in spanish or how many times he quietly chanted "España" in support of his nationalteam or how many times he jumped up just to sit down again in Frustration.
He wasn't really watching the game. Carlos was way more interesting than all those People he didn't even know the name of.
"NOOO What the fuck are you do- NOOOO"
Lando found it really hard not to laugh when Italy scored the 1:0, he felt slightly bad for Carlos but then on the other hand his reaction was everything.
Carlos sank down on the sofa Hands folded in front of his face eyes closed, murmering prayers in spanish and it was getting reallyyyy hard not to laugh.
It was just really funny how people could get so worked up from watching 22 other people run after a ball.
"YES! Vamos! Come on!"
All of a sudden he was ripped off the sofa again and found himself in Carlos' arms who hugged him close and then kissed him with so much force Lando would've fallen over if it wasnt for Carlos still holding him close.
Now if that was the reaction he'd get whenever spain scored he would gladly take it and spain could definetly score some more goals.
The kiss did not last very long though. Carlos going back to watching the game after mere seconds.
Lando was still a bit dazed after the kiss, but slowly sat down on the sofa again as well.
To say Lando was a bit scared of his boyfriend when he started yelling at all the Players during the Penalty shoutout was an Understatement.
Okay he wasn't actually scared, but a bit shocked maybe and maybe he also felt a little sad for spain after Italy won the shoutout.
When he looked to his left though and found his boyfriend sitting there with his elbows on his thighs and his hands on his face he couldn't help, but laugh.
His boyfriend however just got up and walked to their bedroom. Lando sat there for a second, confused, before he turned of the TV and followed Carlos upstairs.
"Carlos?"
No answer. Slowly he opened the door just to find Carlos sitting on the edge of the bed in the same position as before on the sofa.
When his boyfriend lifted his head and Lando saw the Tears shimmering in them he froze on the spot.
"Carlos?"
His voice alarmed this time. The only time he'd seen Carlos cry was when he told him he'd signed with ferrari and would have to move to Italy after the 2020 Season and then he had already been overwhelmed by it.
He never understood how people could get so investigated in a game when they didn't even Play themselves. Now wasn't the time to think about that though. Carlos still looked at him like he would break down any second.
With open arms Lando walked over to his boyfriend, sat on his lap and then swung his arms around him gently pressing Carlos' head to his shoulder.
Immeadiately Carlos wrapped his arms around Lando as well and pulled him even closer.
"It's stupid. It's just- I grew up watching Spain become this unbeatable Nation and then all of a sudden it all fell in 2014 and now when we finally have a team that had a chance for the title we loose like that. I know in the end it's the Goals that Count and we couldn't do that today, but knowing that Italy spend the majority of the time in front of their own penalty box and only had like three to four good counter attacks it just hurts.
We could've easily won if we just scored the given chances."
Lando softly cupped his boyfriends face and gave him a short kiss.
"It's okay. No matter how dumb the reason is I'm here. I'll always be here. Te amo Carlos", he promised.
"Yo tambíen te amo Lando", Carlos murmered while he rested his head against Lando's.
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RandomUhm idk how I came up with this but basically a oneshot book about anything that comes up in my head about Formula 1, football and other stuff
