Landoscar one shots‼️

Is cuddling with your homies gay? (Fluff)

A loud obnoxious ringing from Lando's phone abruptly woke him, in the dark he fumbled for his phone that hed left to charge on the night stand. Squinting through the dark he saw a name shining, it was a Oscar?
"Hey mate?" Lando croaked, tiredness visible in his voice.
"Sorry I didnt want to wake you-" The aussie mumbled on the other side. "My rooms kinda flooding and well I need somewhere to sleep could I stay in your room? I can sleep on the couch or floor or something.." His voice trailed off as he took a deep breath, Lando could tell he felt awkward about the situation.
"Of course mate dont worry about it." A smile tugged on Landos lips as he forced himself out of bed with a stretch and a yawn.
"Room 405." He spoke before the phone hummed softly as Oscar hung up. Lando quickly threw on a pair of grey trackies, still leaving a shirt off because it got hot at night, no other reason.

Finally there was a quiet knock at his door and Lando practically ran to it, almost tripping over stray clothes. The door swung open and he saw a very tired looking aussie, wearing a plain white shirt and black shorts. His face tinting pink as he stared back at Lando, looking him up and down. With a toothy grin Lando stepped out of the way letting Oscar in, he quickly walked in, taking in the room.
"I can sleep on the couch-"
"No." Lando sighed a laugh as he plopped into his bed. "Theres enough room in here, if its that bad sleeping with me we can make a pillow wall?" He snickered as Oscar slipped under the blanket on the other side of the bed.
"Its okay.." He mumbled.
Both boys fell asleep relatively quick, backs facing each other.

As the sun rose over the buildings it trickled into the room, warming up what was freezing during the rainy night. Oscar stirred as the rays fell onto his face, slowly he opened his eyes, feeling a weight on his chest. Lando was laying in the crook of Oscar's neck, his hair soft on the Aussies face that was now burning a deep red. In the haze of sleep he wrapped his arms around Lando's waist, feeling his smooth tanned skin under his finger tips as he drew circles on his back.
This was pretty gay, but Oscar wasnt gay- hes not- is he?
Oscar lay, drawing shapes on Lando's skin as he slowly spiralled over his sexuality, he'd never questioned himself before, he dated girls but it has been a while since he dated in general. The body on him shifted, Lando lifting his head to face Oscar, his eyes still shut tight. Slowly his eyes fluttered open, locking contact with Oscar.
"Hi.."
"Hi." Lando smiled gently, looking up through his lashes. God he was pretty, Oscar thought to himself, in a totally straight, platonic friend way.

The rest of the day Oscar and Lando acted as normal as ever, as if they hadnt spent the night cuddling. Except it was all that Oscar thought about, when he saw Lando he had to physically tear his eyes off him. In the afternoon Oscar had been called to the front desk of the hotel that both mclaren boys were staying at.
"Sadly we do not have a spare room available, we could try transfer you to another hotel or you could stay with your..uh friend." The hostess gestured towards Lando who was seated, focused on his phone.
"Ah okay, yeah thanks." Oscar mumbled, a part of him was relieved and another nervous, they still had 2 days left here which was not going to help him get rid of these thoughts. He slumped his way back to Lando, a lump growing in his throat,
what if Lando didnt want him there?
"Lando.." He got a humm in response as he put his phone down and stood up.
"They have no spare rooms, do you mind if I stay with you?" The Brit tried to surpress his joy as he spoke,
"Thats okay mate I dont mind, we can grab your bags now." He now had a small grin on his face as they both walked to Oscar's old room. All his belongings were still neatly shoved in his suitcase unlike Lando who's room looked like a tornado ran through it.

With the extra time in their days they headed opposite ways, Lando meeting with Carlos, Charles and Max for golf and drinks while Oscar spent his evening absolutely destroying Alex and Logan in Mario kart. Both still on each others mind no matter the distance.

In the end Both boys made their way back to their shared room, Oscar was the first back, he spent this time showering which is when Lando walked in. He heard the running water from the bathroom, his mind instantly going to thoughts he probably shouldnt be thinking, but he was tipsy and was struggling with his growing crush on the Aussie. Oscar emerged a few minutes later, his hair still dripping and only a pair of black sweats on.
"Err do you have a hair dryer?" Lando bearly acknowledged the question, still letting his eyes wonder over Oscars bear chest, the droplets that slid down the curves of his body, Lando wondered how his hands would fit on Oscar's waist.
"Hello?" Oscar waved a hand infront of Lando, snapping him out of his trance.
"Oh uh yeah I do." Forcing himself of the bed he stumbled to his suitcase and pulled out a hair dryer.
"Here.." His face was flushed pink as he handed off the hair dryer, watching Oscar disappear back into the bathroom.

When Oscar returned, Lando had already hidden himself under the blanket, he looked adorable like that Oscar giggled to himself as he slipped in next to him. With a huff Lando turned over, facing Oscar, he brought a hand to Oscar's head and intertwind his fingers.
"Your hair is so soft.." He mumbled, twirling a strand between his fingers, Oscar just nodded feeling sleepiness trickle in. Soon he'd fallen asleep, Lando slowly pulled him closer to his chest, gently playing with Oscar's hair and receiving noises that almost sounded like purring. Again the two fell asleep wrapped up in each others arms.
This time Lando found himself awake at 3:27am, Oscar still alseep beside him as he forced himself out of bed and to the bathroom. With a long, tired sigh he splashed freezing water on his face trying to rub away any thoughts, he was an overthinker and that often kept him up and night, haunting his sleep and his mind, especially on race weekends.
"Lando?" A hoarse voice called out from the bedroom.
"Osc? Did I wake you? Im sorry mate."
"Why are you up?" Lando dragged himself out of the bathroom to see Oscar sat up, watching him.
"Just a bad dream, you know." With a nod Oscar opened his arms signalling for Lando to come, which he did practically throwing himself into the aussies lap. They sat like this for a while, Oscar running his fingers up and down Lando's spine making his shiver, his hands wrapped tightly around Oscar's waist pulling them closer together.
"Osc." He recieved a gentle humm in response.
"I think I love you." Theres was a silence, it wasnt awkward or full of tension but Lando did begin to think Oscar may have fallen asleep.
"Can you repeat that when its not 3am? Id like to remember it." Oscar smiled softly, planting a kiss on the side of Lando's jaw who nodded with a grin.

He did repeat it, the moment he woke up, Oscar's sleeping body pressed against him, limbs tangled together, Lando repeated thoes three words into Oscar's hair till the Aussie woke up with a long stretch.
"I love you." Lando repeated for the billionth time, feathering kisses into Oscar's hair and forehead's.
"I love you too, idiot." A smile tugging on Oscar's lips as he kissed against Lando's collarbone and neck.