F1 One Shots Based On Songs

Best Night of Your Life - Carlando

Song for this chapter: Best Night of Your Life - Olly Murs

In the vibrant world of Formula 1, where speed and precision reign supreme, two drivers found themselves navigating the treacherous curves of their feelings. Carlos Sainz and Lando Norris, teammates at McLaren, had formed a bond that transcended mere friendship. Their camaraderie was electric, but beneath the surface, a deeper connection simmered—one neither dared to acknowledge.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the paddock, Carlos leaned against the sleek body of his car, the scent of freshly burned rubber lingering in the air. The evening was alive with the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses as the team celebrated another successful race weekend. But Carlos's mind was not on the festivities; it was on Lando.

Lando was the life of the party, his laughter infectious, drawing everyone in like a moth to a flame. Carlos watched him from a distance, admiring the way he moved through the crowd, effortlessly charming everyone around him. There was something about Lando that captivated Carlos—the way his eyes sparkled with mischief, the way he could light up a room with just a smile.

"Hey, Carlooooos! Come join us!" Lando called out, his voice cutting through the chatter. Carlos's heart raced at the sound. He pushed himself off the car and made his way over, unable to resist the pull of Lando's magnetic presence.

"Having fun?" Carlos asked, a teasing smile on his face as he joined Lando and their teammates.

"Always! But it'd be even better if you were in on the fun," Lando replied, nudging Carlos playfully. The warmth of their contact sent a shiver down Carlos's spine, a reminder of the tension that lingered between them.

As the night wore on, they shared drinks and stories, laughter echoing into the night. The music pulsed through the air, setting a rhythm that matched the racing hearts of the two drivers. They danced, their bodies moving in sync, lost in the moment. Carlos felt alive, the thrill of being with Lando igniting something deep within him.

"Let's get out of here," Lando suggested suddenly, his eyes glinting with mischief. "I know a place."

Carlos raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. "Where to?"

"Trust me," Lando grinned, and Carlos found himself nodding, unable to resist the adventure.

They slipped away from the crowd, leaving behind the noise and chaos, and soon found themselves at the top of a hill overlooking the city. The skyline twinkled like a field of stars, and the night air was cool against their skin.

"This is amazing," Carlos breathed, taking in the view. Lando stood beside him, the light of the city reflecting in his eyes, and Carlos felt a surge of emotions he could no longer ignore.

"Yeah, it is," Lando replied, his gaze fixed on the horizon. "But you know what would make it better?"

"What's that?" Carlos asked, glancing sideways at Lando, his heart pounding.

"A toast," Lando said, pulling out two small flasks from his backpack. "To us!"

Carlos couldn't help but smile as he accepted the flask. They clinked them together, and Lando took a long swig, then handed it to Carlos, who followed suit. The warmth spread through him, but it was nothing compared to the warmth radiating from Lando.

"Cheers to us!" Carlos exclaimed, feeling bold. "And to not being ready to sleep!"

Lando laughed, his eyes sparkling with delight. "Exactly! Let's turn it up and set the night alight!"

As they shared more drinks, the barriers between them began to fade. They talked about their dreams, their fears, and the pressures of being in the spotlight. For the first time, Carlos felt as if he could truly be himself around Lando, unguarded and free.