Landoscar one shots‼️

Advice 2 - Being gay is a sin.

Cw // mentions of religion and religious trauma
Also fluff and happy ending (I wrote this while on the train to english tutoring)

"You what?" Lando's voice was breaking, it was quiet, barely a whisper through the door but Oscar could feel the sadness in his words, almost tasting the tears he knew were falling down Lando's cheeks.
"I- I'm so fucking sorry Lando." Oscar's words turned into sobs as he curled into his knees, tears rolling onto his knees. It was quiet again, Oscar could've easily thought Lando had left but the door hadnt opened or closed so he was still there.

"Can you open the door?" Lando finally broke the silence that had fallen between them, Oscar contemplated for a moment, Lando deserved to say whatever he wanted to say. So Oscar forced himself onto his trembling legs before unlocking the door and opening it.
"Hi." He mumbled as Lando latched a hand around his wrist and pulled them to the bed. They sat side by side, Lando's head buried into his knees as Oscar sniffled quietly.
"You know.." Lando exhaled as he let tears roll down his tanned cheeks, beading on his jaw before falling to his knees, Oscar wished he could kiss away the pain. "God hates people like me."
"People like you?" Oscar tilted his head to stare at Lando, his eyes drooped sadly, the color from his skin faded to a greyish color.
"Gay people." He snapped, his voice bitter but still quiet, he wasnt angry at Oscar, he was angry at himself.
"He doesn't hate them." The Aussie blurted out, suddenly realising it was not the time for theological debates, but the way Lando's gaze softened at the words, he decided to keep speaking. "Its a 'sin' God doesn't hate sinners..If they act on it, they need to repent." The second half was painful to say, but Oscar wasn't a liar, he thought so atleast. He remembered the years he spent through high school, trying to understand why God hated this part of him and why he couldn't change himself, he remembered how no one ever truely answered him and how useless and alone it made him feel, he wasnt going to leave Lando like this.

There was that silence again, it was sickening and Oscar had to force himself not to flee back to the bathroom. Lando was glaring at his feet as if they had wronged him, his eyes were angry, and sad. He looked defeated.
"I don't think.." He looked back to Oscar, more tears burning in his eyes. "I don't think I could repent if I let myself love you." Oscar's brows furrowed in confusion as he stared at Lando, who sighed and uncurled from his position, his sweats wet with tears and snot. "To repent you need to mean it. I couldn't ever regret loving you." Lando smiled weakly, it didnt reach his eyes but it wasnt fake, he meant the words he was saying even if it was painful to admit.
"I couldn't either, as long as hell meant you in my arms I am happy." Oscar returned the smile as Lando shuffled closer, their legs brushing against each other.
"I love you." Lando mumbled as he leant into Oscar's shoulder.
"I love you too."
"Im scared."
"Im scared too." Oscar wrapped an arm around Lando, pulling their bodies closer together as he gently kisses the crown on Lando's head. "It will be okay." He whispered, planting another kiss onto Lando's forehead, before Lando pulled him by the collar of his shirt and smashed their lips together. The kiss was messy, the taste of alcohol swirling through their spit as Lando darted his tongue down Oscar's throar, intertwining their saliva as Oscar let out a soft moan. They broke apart after a few minutes, gasping for air as they lay next to each other, soon falling asleep as the sun peeked through the curtain.

And then in the rapture they go to hell and have banging sex in a threesome with the devil /j (dont come for me Im joking istg)