Same but... different (Lestappen and Carlando)

Chapter 64

Warning: smut

(might be the last one in a while so yeah, you're warned lmao)

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POV: Lando

I'm surprised with how fast the week went by, today already our last day together. The break isn't quite finished yet, but we both decided to spend some time with our respective friends too. So here I am, trying to figure out which piece of clothing is mine, and which is Carlos' in order to pack.

The sun is barely setting, a gorgeous light shining into the room. I feel so at peace here, both internally and externally. Being myself, in a relaxing setting, and with my boyfriend. I can't ask for anything else to be happier, really.

Said boyfriend who's actually typing something on his phone, lying next to me on the bed. I get lost for a second, completely mesmerised by his angelical face. There's really no other word than perfect to describe him, he's like the embodiment of beauty.

Not resisting anymore, I lean down to kiss him, and he smiles against my lips. Maybe this is the thousand time we do this, but it still feels surreal. Like I can sense the love we share passing between us, in a sweet exchange.

— You're really cuddly today Landiño, is there something going on? Carlos' deep voice pulls me out of my thoughts.

As always, he notices the slight differences in my behaviour, ever so attentive and caring. Having learnt to not deny anymore, as he'll just insist anyways, I sigh and answer.

— Well, I'm going tomorrow morning... I'll miss you, ten days is too long! I whine, shuffling myself closer to the Spaniard.

— Aww, that's it? It's okay, we can always call you know, and Spa is soon, don't worry. Half home race for you, isn't it? He smiles widely, making me feel a bit better.

— Well, then it's also Max's, but I guess, I chuckle. What are your plans before, again? You know I go to Croatia, with some friends, but what about you?

— I'm staying here a few more days, catch up with everyone, and then I think I have something to do for Ferrari in Maranello, so probably go there and see Charles. Oh, you know what he asked me, the other day? He asked about Piñon, and general dog questions. I'm sure he's planning to adopt one, if I had to guess, I'd say a teckel, or... I don't know, but something small!

— Oh really? Nah, Charles is more the type to get a labrador, or a golden retriever. He's not an original guy, is he?

— Eh, you never know! Carlos exclaims, a little offended.

— Sorry but, his favourite ice cream flavour is vanilla! You can't do any more boring than that!

— Okay maybe you're right, but anyways.

Carlos pulls me in, probably to distract me from the fact he said I was right. I mean, I am, as always. I must say, his way of changing the subject is very effective, and my mind goes completely blank as he pins me gently against the mattress. His lips provoke tingles against my throat, and I chuckle uncontrollably.

— I need to finish to pack my clothes, I whine with a smile, squirming under the muscular body of my boyfriend.

— I'm just helping, you know, you forgot some.

— Huh?

— These, he says while playfully tugging at my shirt, and I blush.

— Very funny Carlos. I roll my eyes, unable to stop smiling.