Logan Sargeant x Male OC x Lando Norris (Polyamorous)
Warning ⚠️: I'm new to Formula 1. Most information may be wrong. Also, Smut, Swearing, Google Translate, etc.
Kawayan Flores Bautista has been put in the center of the Formula 1 media. He has bee...
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~Kawayan's POV~
We got to the airport an hour and a half early because most of the drivers wanted to enjoy the exclusive private lounge area in the Melbourne airport. There was a food station, a bar, a lot of seating areas that made you feel at home, two pool tables, darts—all of the fuckin absolute works. Surprisingly, no one else was in here except all 22 drivers. I settled on sitting at a bar table that had a charging port. Lando was off doing who knows what with Carlos. His forever pseudo boyfriend. After settling my stuff down, I decided to get some food. There was a ton of options from chicken, to noodles, fruits, and mini cakes.
I was making my way to the food station until I accidentally bumped into Lance, who dropped his plate of fruits. "Oh my gosh, Lance. I didn't see you; I'm so sorry." I did what any normal person would do: help pickup what you made the person drop, which I did, but Lance just stood there, looking down at me. That's fucking weird. "Watch where you're going next time, bro." That wasn't something I was expecting him to say. I held his dirty fruits on his stupid plate and shoved them in his chest. "Next time you pickup your own damn fruits, asshole." I walked away fuming. It was clearly an accident, and I'm getting shit for it. What kind of bullshit is this?
"What did he do? I'll kick his arse." Lando came up to me as soon as I sat back at my table. I wasn't even hungry anymore after that. "It's whatever; I don't really care." My fingers were tapping away on the table, trying to not let Lance get to me. The audacity of Lance. Grinch looking ass. Especially when he's wearing his stupid green Aston Martin race suit. "I know for a fact that you do, but you look hot when you're angry, so there's an upside." I felt Lando's hands around my torso and his chin laying on top of my shoulder. He's giving me a back hug. "Do you really want to go there right now?" I whined as I lazily tried to get out of Lando's grasp on my body.
Lando just giggles and then gives me multiple kisses to my cheek. You know, it feels nice to be out in the open like this, but we're not exactly a couple yet. Me or Lando haven't asked each other to be boyfriends or go on our first date yet. "Lando," I said plainly. "Yeah." He says nuzzled into my neck. "Let go of me." I sighed quietly to myself. "Ok." When Lando's hands were off of me, he took the seat across from me and grabbed my hand to hold on top of the table. He had his stupid smile on his face. I don't mind the affection, but some part of it does feel aloof. Maybe it's because we haven't made things official yet.
"I don't mind doing all this, but don't you think we should go on our first date? Yuki is supposed to show me around Suzuka; you should come then we can do some exploring on our own." I thought I'd ask first since Lando asked last time; we didn't end up going because he pissed me off, and I decided to go have dinner, sorry, shots with Logan, Oscar, and Riley. It was a whole thing. "Logan, hey." Lando called out to the American, but he completely ignored him. He had no earphones on and walked near us. That was kind of weird. "Hey, Logan." The Williams driver turned around to give me a small smile and wave. Now I know it's just Lando. It's his fault somehow.
