This one is a little shorter then the last chapter but I think it's still decent hope Yall like it ☺️
Treating yall today with the book and the one shots
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When Oscar woke up that morning, he opened his eyes to see Lando's olive skin, he wanted to move away, but Lando was holding him so tightly, protecting him. Or that's what it seemed like to Oscar.
He wanted to go back to sleep, but his body probably wouldn't let him. So he rested his head on Lando's chest, pretending to be asleep until the Brit woke up instead.
To which wasn't a long wait for Oscar, around half an hour or so. Lando stirred in his sleep, his arms tightening around Oscar like he was some teddy bear. Which, Oscar basically was at the minute, wrapped around him.
But still. Not the point.
Lando stirred quietly, his breath speeding up and turning a little irregular signaling he was now awake.
Oscar almost startled when he felt Lando start to play with his hair, moving the strands around gently and twirling a little clump around his fingers.
After a few minutes, Lando sighed, starting to move and shift Oscar off him. In which Oscar whined subconsciously at the loss of him, "sorry snowflake," he whispered, wrapping a blanket around Oscar's shoulders as he went to the toilet.
As Oscar laid in bed, Lando looked at himself in the mirror.
What the fuck was wrong with him?
Why was he suddenly so attached to Oscar?
He had a piss, not bothering to close the door as Oscar was still rolling around sleepily on the bed. He went back out after washing his hands to get dressed.
He threw a shirt on and then quickly swapped out his underwear for fresh ones while Oscar wasn't looking at him. Normally he wouldn't really care, but for some reason he felt the need to be careful around Oscar.
Just as he finished pulling his jeans up, Oscar sat up. "Morning snowflake, good sleep?" Lando teased, chuckling.
"Mm, yeah.." Oscar mumbled, looking at lando and rubbing his eye to get the sleep out of it.
Lando smiled, going back into the bathroom to sort out his hair, running his fingers through it gently to make it look decent.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Oscar groaned, throwing himself back down on his bed and burying his head into the pillow. Lando laughed and opened it, to reveal Logan and Arthur, chatting.
"Where's Oscar?" Logan said quickly, Lando held his hands up.
"He's fine, he's right there," Lando said, pointing to Oscar who was groaning loudly on the bed.
"Oh?" Arthur said, looking at Logan then back at Oscar.
Lando shrugged, "he's being doing it since he woke up," he said, leaning against the door frame.
Logan shrugged, "leave him he'll come around, tell him to meet us downstairs when he's..done?" He said.
Lando nodded, closing the door and looking back at Oscar, who had seemingly stopped rolling around but still buried in his bed. "Snowflake, you gotta get up," Lando sighed,
"What time do we have to be downstairs?" Oscar answered groggily.
"Uhm..nine?"
