We're just friends...or are we.? |[ carlando]|

" extraordinary... " - 19

~ last day of school before I go on fall break ‼️

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Lando stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his black leather jacket, the fabric hugging his toned shoulders just right. The black tank top underneath showcased his sun-kissed skin, making him feel confident as he scrutinized his look. He completed his outfit with baggy black cargos that added an effortlessly cool vibe, finishing it off with sleek black designer shoes. As he clasped an expensive bracelet around his wrist, he couldn’t help but feel excited for the night ahead.

Meanwhile, Carlos was busy in his own corner of the room, carefully ironing his tight black shirt until it was flawless. The fabric hugged his biceps perfectly, accentuating his physique and giving him an edge of sophistication. He paired the shirt with dark denim jeans that were slightly baggy, striking a balance between casual and sharp. Once he slipped on his black shoes, he glanced at his reflection, feeling ready for whatever the night would bring.

Once they were both dressed, Lando stepped out of the bathroom, his heart racing as he spotted Carlos. The moment felt electric, butterflies swirling in his stomach as he took in the sight of his lover. Carlos looked effortlessly handsome, his smile lighting up the room, and Lando couldn’t help but feel a rush of affection wash over him.

Carlos noticed Lando’s gaze and his grin widened, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He got up and sauntered over, placing his hands gently on Lando’s waist. The warmth of his touch sent a shiver down Lando’s spine.

Carlos leaned in, planting a soft kiss on Lando’s curls, making his heart flutter. The intimacy of the moment wrapped around them like a warm blanket, making time feel suspended.

- "You look so hot and perfect,"

Carlos teased, his voice low and playful, tugging at Lando’s confidence. He began to trace gentle circles with his thumb around Lando's waist, each movement eliciting a blush from the Brit, who could barely meet his gaze. Lando felt the heat rise to his cheeks, a mix of shyness and happiness flooding his senses.

Lando shrugged, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he tried to downplay the compliment.

- "I could say the same about you, you know. You always look perfect, no matter what.."

His words were sincere, a testament to how much he admired Carlos, not just for his looks but for the warmth and charm he exuded effortlessly.

Carlos chuckled, the sound rich and warm, wrapping around them both.

- "You really think so?"

He stepped back slightly, giving Lando a quick once-over, feigning a serious expression that quickly melted into a teasing grin.

- "Maybe I should wear black more often; it seems to be your color."

The playful banter sent another wave of warmth through Lando, making his heart race just a little bit faster.

The two continued to admire each other, exchanging playful glances and gentle nudges, lost in their own little world. Lando felt as if he could stay in this moment forever, where everything outside faded away, leaving just them and their unspoken connection. Carlos’s presence was magnetic, drawing him in, and Lando found himself leaning closer, caught up in the warmth of their shared laughter.

As they finally prepared to head out, Lando felt a rush of anticipation for the evening ahead. They stepped out together, the cool air hitting them as they locked arms, ready to take on the night. Each step felt lighter, filled with a promise of shared moments, laughter, and a deepening bond that was as exciting as it was comforting.