Landoscar one shots‼️

Advice 1- Dont get drunk alone w/ ur crush.

Guys this is kinda a little bit of a vent post or sm and erm its a bit of fluff then alot of angst :3

Lando invited Oscar over to his hotel after Spa, they'd spend some time apart during the break so Lando decided one last hangout would be nice.
So here Oscar was, outside Lando's room at 8pm, knocking lightly on the door. The sound of a startled voice and clattering objects rattled through the door before Lando swung it open. He was grinning like usual, wearing a white tank top and black sweats, he was panting slightly as he looked Oscar up and down. He wore a cream colored jumper and a pair of black shorts.
"Hi." Lando took a step out of the way, letting Oscar in before shutting the door with a soft click. On the bed Oscar spotted two controllers and a case of beer on the bed as Lando plopped himself on one side, Oscar joined him, sitting cross legged on the other side.
"What do you wanna play? I got Cod, fifa, sim racing.." He continued listing of games as Oscar watched with a soft smile, his eyes glancing over Lando's exposed muscles, his sharp jawline, his dark curly hair, and the way his throat bobbed when he laughed.
"Mate are you good?" Lando broke Oscar's concentration, looking over at him with a hint of concern.
"Yeah just tired." The Aussie forced out a breathy laugh, Lando didnt seem convinced but he turned back to the Xbox, shoving a game into the slot and reaching for two beers.
"Here Osc." He smiled softly as they both cracked open the drinks.
It was nice, Oscar thought as they played a few rounds of each game, drinking a few too many beers.

It was evident they were both drunk as Lando slumped closer to Oscar, almost leaning against his side. Without thinking, Oscar wrapped his arm around Lando, pulling him closer as they sat, body to body still playing fifa.
"You're warm.." Lando hummed, his curls brushing Oscar's cheek causing them to burn a bright red. It was suddenly hot, too hot in the room, he wormed his way off the bed, Lando letting out a dissatisfied whine as a cold shiver ran down his spine.
"I'll be back in a minute." Oscar shushed as he pulled off his hoodie, a plain white tee underneath. "What?" The younger driver raised a brow as he looked at Lando who was sat staring.
"You're like, really hot." Lando slurred, wiggling his brows as a blush spread over the Aussies cheeks.
"Shut up." He huffed before falling back onto the bed, leaning against the head board. Lando shuffled over, resting his head on Oscar's chest, he could probably feel Oscar's heart racing under his shirt.
"Im not joking, you really are fine as hell." Lando mumbled, his voice muffled from pressing his face into Oscar. They weren't normally this touchy, though Oscar knew Lando was a hugger when he got drunk, and the pile of empty beers scattered over the floor was an indicator that he was definitely drunk. A comfortable silence fell over the two, Oscar wouldn't have thought Lando was even awake if it wasn't for the soft humming as Oscar stroked through his sweaty hair, he wouldve thought it was disgusting but it was Lando so he didn't really care.

Though all good things come to an end.

"Y'know I'd date you.." Lando sighed, curling himself tighter, throwing a leg over Oscar's lap.
"Wait- really?" Oscar stiffened at the words, his face changing to a beet red.
"Yeah, I mean.." He trailed off before finding his train of thought again. "If you were a girl."

Oh.

"Oh." Oscar choked, biting back tears that welled in the corner of his eyes. Lando seemed to notice the silence moving to gaze up, looking through his lashes.
"Whats wrong?" A pout pulling over his lips, he was too drunk to understand, and Oscar hoped they were both too drunk to remember any of this. He hoped he'd wake up and this would all be gone.
"I need- I need to go to the bathroom." Oscar mumbled trying to squirm out of Lando's grip, but he only tightened, with a grumpy whine. Oscar forced himself to look up, staring at the blank ceiling, the words wirling around his head. He swallowed back his feelings, wiping stray tears that beaded on his chin.
"Osc what's wrong?" Lando was now sat up, strandled on one of Lando's legs, concern seeming to force its way through his drunken brain, forcing him to sober up. "Oscar, talk to me mate."

Mate.

Oscar knew he had feelings for Lando, he thought he could ignore them, he did ignore them. Till thoughs six forbidden words.

"I wish you were a girl."

"Im okay, don't worry about it Lan." He smiled half heartedly, it didn't reach his eyes, but he was too tired, too heartbroken to care.

"I wish you were a girl."

Oscar felt bile move up his throat, he felt as if  he was going to vomit, vomit his feelings out, his heart, his lungs. Forcing himself out of the bed he stumbled to the bathroom, locking it behind him, and falling to his knees by the toilet before emptying his stomach.
"Oscar?!" Lando was standing outside the door, his voice muffled as he called out to Oscar. "Osc what is going on?" His voice was hoarse and broken as he sat, back to the door.

"I wish you were a girl."

Oscar opened his mouth to speak again before heaving into the toilet, he prayed Lando would forget about it all by the morning, but he wouldn't.
"I'm sorry Lando."
"What?"

"I love you." He exhaled a breath he didnt realise he was holding. "I love you even as a boy."