Some small Landoscar one shots, feel free to give me ideas you want to read :3
Mostly fluff or smut
I can never find new Landoscar fanfics so I gotta write for myself 💪
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"I give up." Oscar groaned as he lent against the wall of the williams building, hiding from the freezing, British wind. "Why?" Logan and Alex were standing side by side infront of him, both with puzzled look on their faces staring at the sulking Aussie. "He doesnt get the hint! No matter how forward I am." Mumbling in response, Oscar lent his head back, looking up at the sky, the soft grey clouds that hung over the track. Flirting wasnt his best strength but god Lando was just so oblivious, or maybe he didnt like him, it made sense. Why would Lando ever like him? "Maybe just tell him?" Alex shrugged. "At this point he's got to be pretending not to know." Logan rolled his eyes, he looked like he was about to face palm. "I cant- oh my god. You're both idiots." He sighed, crossing his arms. Oscar opened his mouth to protest but was interrupted by Alex, "We have to go, we still have media work, go figure out your boy issues." Alex grabbed logan by the shoulder, pushing his towards the building enterance. "Bye Oscar-" Logan yelled as the two williams drivers entered the building, leaving Oscar alone.
Forcing himself up straight Oscar slumped back to the his driver room, collecting his bag and anything else he needed before leaving. His media dueties were done for the day so he decided to go rot at home. On his way out he noticed Lando and Carlos deep in conversation, standing by the exit. Oscar wasnt really in the mood to talk to either of them so he sped up his pace, trying not to be noticed as he slid past them. "Osc!" A shakey voice called from behind him, shit. He turned to find Lando beaming happily at him. "Hey mate." He smiled half heartedly, some sort of magnetic force pulling him back towards the other drivers. "Are you okay?" Oscar questioned as he darted his eyes over the older driver, he was in a pair of black jeans and the Mclaren shirt, no jumper. "Its fucking freezing.." Lando mumbled, he was shaking, his normally warm, red lips now a slight blue. A small laugh left Oscar's mouth as he pulled off his hoodie. "Here, It looks better on you anyway." He shrugged as Lando took the hoodie, throwing it over himself. The warmth from Oscar quickly spreading to Lando as he hugged the hoodie tightly to himself. "Sounds like your trying to flirt with me." Lando smirked slyly, waiting to see Oscar's reaction. "Have been for a while." He said bluntly before turning around and heading to the exit, leaving poor Lando dumbfounded, mouth agape. "WAIT WHAT DO YOU MEAN?" He called out, the tone of confusion stuck in his voice as Oscar just waved a small goodbye before disapearing into the distance. Suddenly his face felt very warm as he looked back at Carlos who just laughed loudly in return. "Shut up." "Took you long enough." Lando was taken aback, everything was very confusing. "What?" The ferrari driver shrugged, brushing off the questions as he also began to leave. "Where are you going? Why is no one answering me!" The brit whined.
Stomping back to his driver room, collecting all his stuff, he decided to figure this all out at home. So Oscar had been flirting with him? Lando has his suspicions but he didn't ever think it was possible but now it was. It wasnt just possible, it was happening. Suddenly he felt really, really dumb and really needed to talk to Oscar. So on his drive back he planned what he was going to say, atleast tried to work up the courage. Still wearing Oscar's hoodie, he threw the door to his house open, and quickly showered and changed into a much more comfortable outfit, which included Oscar's jumper of course.
Thursday 2:05pm Hey Osc Whats up? Mario Kart my house rn So demanding jeez Omw
Lando sat on the edge of his bed, mario kart flashing on the Tv as he waited for Oscar, he wasnt exactly sure what he wanted to say or how hed say it or if he even had the right idea. At some point he began to think that it was all some joke. There was a soft knock on his door, forcing him to put his thoughts aside as he hurried to the door, swinging it open. "Hi." "Hi." Oscar smiled softly, it crinkled near his eyes, puffing out his cheeks. Lando couldnt help but grin back, his white teeth gleaming back at Oscar as he moved out of the way, letting the Aussie in. The two made it back to Lando's room, Oscar could tell a sparatic cleaning had taken place, clothes shoved into drawers sticking out messily, his bed thrown together in an effort to look tidy. They both sat on the edge, Lando criss-crossed as he took a remote into his hands, Oscar picking the other up. Not much talking occured as they we're both too involved in winning to even think about bringing up what had happened earlier but as each round went on the light from out the window began to dim.
"Your cheating! I know it." Lando groaned, slamming the controller onto the bed, it bounced almost falling off. "I'm just better than you mate." They both broke into fits of laughter as Lando grabbed a pillow and threw it hard at Oscar's face. He retaliated, reaching for the second pillow and wacking it back at Lando. "Your such a sore loser!" The two of them fell back, lying on the bed, their legs dangling of the edge. Lando took this moment to look of at Oscar, his eyes tracing over the Aussies features. His hair, the way it waves softly, leading down to his eyes and his nose, down to his dip between his lips, the soft smile. His sharp jawline, his adams apple and his neck, the neck Lando would love to leave little love bites on- "Hello?" Oscar broke Lando's train of thought, suddenly both aware of how close they were. A deep blush painting over both of their cheeks and ears. The brit quickly sat up, trying to hide how hot his face suddenly felt. Oscar, wearing a very confused look did the same. There was a thick lump in Lando's throat, no matter how hard he swollowed it was stuck there same with the butterflies in his stomach, that only grew when he looked back at Oscar. "Uh.. So.." He coughed, trying to clear that stupid lump. Oscar wore a matching expression, his palms were sweaty and the room felt uncomfortably hot especially when he locked eyes with Lando. "Stop that." Oscar huffed, breaking eye contact to stare at the flashing colors from their discarded game. "Stop what?" "Whatever you're doing! Im swear Im gonna-" Lando raised an eyebrow, a deeply puzzled look on his face as Oscar stood up, Lando following, unsure if somewhere he fucked up. They locked eyes again, before Oscar took a slow breath, shuffling forward he closed the gap between them, gently pushing their lips together. Lando froze, his mind shocked by the feeling of warm lips pressed on his. His world blanks for a moment, everything fuzzy. Slowly he presses into the kiss, in response Oscar's hand wrapped around his neck and his lips parted. Lando slide his tongue through the gap of Oscar's mouth, enticing a gentle whimper as their tongues swirling around each other. A soft taste of mint gum entering Lando's mouth.
As quick as it started it ended, Oscar pulling off ubruptly, leaving both boys panting. "Fuck- Lando I didn't- Im sorry.." His voice was hoarse as he muttered out between pants. "If I didnt want it I wouldnt of stuck my tongue down your throat, you muppet." Lando grinned back, cupping his hands around Oscar's cheeks, pulling him back into a much slower, softer kiss, one that probably translates to "I love you, you're an idiot." "So you really were flirting with me." "Yeah, for so long." Oscar exhaled dramatically, a soft grin on his face. The two of them climbed back onto the bed, Lando's head leant against Oscar's shoulder who was planting little kisses into his hair. They would stay curled up in bed forever if they could, the cold outside air couldn't penetrate their intertwined body warmth as the two fell asleep like this.
Do not mention how I said I was going to write different ships.. IM TRYIBG OK I HAVE NO IDEAS YET.
