Baby, just say ... yes? | Landoscar <3

Sweet Nothing

Japanese Grand Prix – part 1:

When I woke up in some hotel room I needed a bit of time to remember where I was. This happens rather often. With all the traveling my brain gets confused and can’t trace the place where I fell asleep – because no place on this earth really feels like home anymore. And then, after the scary seconds of uncertainty, I feel soft curls brush against my chest. Without having to look down I know exactly where I am and I start to question if the feeling of home even fits the quantities of a place when there is him.

I wish I could see his face now, the calm and peaceful version, but to be honest I love every other version just as much, even the mocking one I get to see daily after every mean little joke towards me – his love language apparently.

Now, that I just see his brown curls when I look down, I reach through them gently and steady, forgetting everything I should worry about at the moment.

At some point I knew Lando was awake but pretended not to be. He tried to hide his hums of pleasure – unsuccessful.

"Are you awake?“, I asked softly and purposely clueless.

"Depends, when I say yes, do you stop patting me?“, he mumbeld

"I have to stop eventually anyway“

"Ugh, than I might as well go back to sleep. Facing the day is not worth it.“ He rolls even more into a ball than before.

"A bit dramatic again, aren’t we?“, I asked playfully.

With that I finally got him to look up at me but I was faced with a very offended expression – a version of his face I get to see often too. And then he crawled on top of me and put his chin on my chest.

"I’m not dramatic“, he said nearly snotty but the longer I looked into his eyes, the less he could remain serious, a smile slowly forming around the corners of his mouth.

"No, not at all“, I replied clearly sarcastically and and joined his smile. He kissed me, just shortly, but it was enough to make me feel … at home – a messy one but so comfortable that you never want to leave.

We are officially back together for only three days but it’s like this brief time already erased all black holes that tried to suck us away from one another – black holes that consisted of hurt and accusations, of hostility and regret. Now that they’re not there anymore it’s just sweet nothings covered as snarky comments that fill our little home.

"You know, you will want someone dramatic to make the revenge on Carlos as creative and cruel as possible“, Lando told me with an evil grin on his face. Okay, maybe there were still some personified black holes we had to take care of. I sighed.

"As much as I want that, I think I want peace for myself and especially for us more. We have to get rid of those engineers who worked with him somehow and we have to make sure he doesn’t post the video. He may not care about you anymore and maybe he’s right and McLaren would fire me –"

"If they would do that they’ll lose me to. I won’t stay with a team like that. But I think I have a solut –"

He couldn’t continue because I turned him around and was now leaning above him, admiring his features for a second before I took his breath as I kissed him. In return I wanted to give him all the love I felt when I just heard what he said.

Maybe we got a bit carried away because I nearly missed someone knocking on my door. I broke away from the kiss, "Did you also hear someone knocking on the door?“

"Believe me, with you laying on top of me, I was a bit too distracted. Besides, I wouldn’t want to hear anything else than your cute moans anyway.“ He bit his lip whereas I blushed.

"But Lando I’m sure someone –"

"Hey it’s Alex and Logan here. Oscar, are you there?“ Their muffled voices reached us and I wanted to get up when Lando held me by the waist.

"No, come on Osc, let’s just ignore them. I was about to do some bad things to you.“ The well-known smile, which told me more than words ever could, was back on his face. In return I gave him an apologetic look and stood up, searching for my shirt and trying to sooth Lando at the same time … or something like that.

"Aren’t you always doing bad things to me? Isn’t that the curse of my life now?"

"Curse or blessing?“, he asked me in a sugary sweet voice and as if a gloriole was about to appear above his head. Meanwhile, I stood with Landos shirt on in front of the door and sensed him walking up behind me. I turned my head to look at him.

"I guess I have to say blessing then“ I smiled at him like a love-struck fool and gave him one last kiss before I opened the door.

"Hi Oscar … and Lando? Can we come in?“ Alex and Logan seemed both a bit startled – maybe not just because Lando was in my hotel room but also because he didn’t make any effort to search for some clothes, just standing there in his boxers and his head resting on my shoulder.

"Guys, apparently we have to make some ground rules first before we talk about the Carlos-thing. We’re still traumatised from your make out session/soft porn last week so maybe bring some space between you when Logan and I are around,“

I took a step to the side, causing Lando to lose his balance and nearly trip. When he safely stood again he mumbeld something like "If the porn was only a soft one what’s the problem“ but Alex shot him a warning look.

"And clothes would also be appreciated. I mean, who are you? George Russell? Come on, you’re better than this.“ I looked around and finally found my shirt which I threw towards a grumpy Lando.

Still blushing I decided to shift the focus to the more important topic. "Do you have any idea what we could do about Carlos?“ Alex and Logan gave each other a cluless look before Lando spoke.

"No worries, I know what we’ll do – giving him a taste of his own medicine.“

"How?“, I asked disbelieving.

"He took his phone out and played a recording. Quickly, I recognized Carlos voice and how he talked about driving in to me on purpose – what an idiot. But I was also very impressed by Lando and when I looked around I saw Alex and Logan just as staggered as me until Alex expression changed to something rather confused.

"Wait, was that in the club, where I came to you to search for Oscar? And if you have that already for three days, why didn’t you show us earlier, why didn’t you show Oscar?“ Now I looked expectant to Lando, whose eyes switched forth and back from Alex and Logan to me but eventually landed on mine.

"Ehm, we – I was a bit distracted by –"

"No, stop right there“, Alex interrupted him.

"You asked!“, Lando defended himself eagerly. Again, I decided to intervene.

"Okay, we have a solution for Carlos but what about his minions. They could still mess with my car.“

"I have a plan for them too“, Lando said proudly, "I will convince Zak to change them against three engineers of my team because your team as well as my team could use a breath of fresh air or something like that. But I’ll advise my main race engineer to controll their work strictly and if they’ll mess with my car too, we will have evidence this time.“

"You would risk your performance for me?“ I’m shocked and touched at the same time.

"Of course I would, my dear“ We smiled at each other rather dumbly and Alex must think so too because he made gagging sounds. Logan spoke this time, maybe to get out of here quicker. "So, can we do anything to help?“

Lando, still looking at me, answered, "Mhm maybe, there are many ways how we could present Carlos the recording but let’s brainstorm this thing another time because I’m about to kiss my boyfriend now, if you two don’t mind.“

"Oh we definitely mind“, Alex says, "let’s get out of here Logan, QUICK.“ As soon as they closed the door Lando pushed me gently on the bed.

"Where were we?“