The Papayas | A Landoscar Story

Saudi Arabia.

They boarded the plane together. Their seats were right next to each other, so they weren't split up for the flight. Lando was desperate to ask Oscar out, but they barely knew each other so it'd be awkward. They knew each other well enough to make out on Lando's kitchen counter, though. Lando shrugged, Oscar might not be ready after all that happened at the club a couple weeks ago.

Lando was fast asleep when the plane landed. Oscar looked over at him, butterflies flittering in his stomach.

"Lan... We're here."

Lando jolted awake, startled by Oscar.

"Really?" Lando muttered, half-asleep.

"C'mon!"

They walked off the plane and drove a rented car to the track. It was incredible. They ran to the paddock, holding hands. Again. It was risky because of paparazzi, but it was worth it when they knew they loved each other. They walked to the McLaren garage, greeting the engineers.

It was incredibly warm. But they weren't bothered. Saudi Arabia was gorgeous.

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Q1 rolled around. Both McLarens were knocked out.

"Fuck." Lando grunted.

"Dude this is bullshit." Oscar said.

They changed out of their fireproofs, leaving their Driver Rooms shirtless.

"Fuck- You're hot, Lan-"

"Could say the same about you, Bunny. Your arms are massive! No wonder you hug so tight!"

The pair couldn't help but burst out laughing after the comments they made about each other. As Lando turned his head to the ground and fixed his hair, Oscar couldn't help but stare. Lando was huge, he had a broad physique and large arms, no wonder he could squeeze Oscar so tightly and so closely. Oscar was so glad Lando was his new teammate and couldn't imagine racing for Alpine. Lando looked up and directly at Oscar.

"Stop gawking at me! You're making our whole thing too obvious!"

"Right! Sorry..."

"Appreciate your admiration for me though, Bunny."

Oscar giggled, feeling his cheeks to bright red and the butterflies in his stomach flitter like crazy. Lando was the right guy for Oscar. But was Oscar the right guy for Lando? Oscar stared into the abyss.

"Oz- Hellooo???"

"Ah- sorry Lan- I zoned out."

Oscar grabbed a bottle of water from his driver room. It was warm, but it was all he had in the moment.

"Oz, you fancy a bite to eat?"

"Can you just grab me an apple?"

"Of course, Mi Amor." Lando winked at Oscar, which immediately made him turn bright red.

"Now your making it obvious, Lan!"

Lando stuck his tongue out at Oscar, making him blush even more. Oscar was so happy he'd built this strong connection with the seemingly distrusting Lando Norris. They'd both been through a lot and having one another's support made them both feel amazing.

"Oz! Here's an apple for you!" Lando said, out of breath.

"Why are you so exhausted?" Oscar asked. "You sound like you've run a marathon!"

"I had to run."

"Because of paparazzi? Or because you felt like it?"

"I felt like it. I also wanted to spend as much time with you as possible." Lando smirked and went in to hug Oscar.

Oscar wrapped his arms around Lando, feeling comfort in his presence. He lay his head on Lando's and they hugged. They hugged for a long time.

"I love you, Lan." Oscar whispered softly in Lando's ear.

They held the hug for a few seconds, before letting go of each other and heading to the hotel in Lando's rented car.