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

" best one yet... " - 35

~ I FOUND MY POSTER AND FINISHED IT (y'all have no idea how much I was stressing over it 😭😭)

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The flight to Spain was quiet and relaxing, especially with Carlos fast asleep for most of the journey. Lando kept himself occupied on his phone, catching up with friends over quick calls or scrolling through social media.

He frowned a bit when he came across a few harsh and critical comments—homophobic posts reacting to his recent coming out. But he shrugged them off; he was happy with Carlos, and that’s what mattered most.

As the plane landed smoothly, Lando gently leaned over and placed a soft kiss on Carlos’s cheek, waking him up with a warm smile. Carlos blinked awake, stretching with a sleepy yawn. Lando grinned, getting up to grab his things, but Carlos reached over to stop him.

- “Let me get that,”

he said, smiling, as he lifted Lando’s bag along with his own. Lando shook his head, amused.

- “What a gentleman,”

he teased.

They exited the jet, where a private car waited to take them to Carlos’s parents’ house. It was a sleek Porsche that Carlos had rented for the trip. As they rode, they kept a low profile, chatting like friends for the driver’s sake. Soon, they arrived at Carlos’s family home.

Carlos’s father, Sainz Sr., opened the door with a welcoming smile, and his mom, Reyes, was just behind him, her arms outstretched. They both greeted Carlos with hugs and kisses, chatting with him in quick, warm Spanish. Then they turned to Lando and immediately switched to English.

Reyes smiled.

- “Lando, welcome back! It’s so good to see you again,”

she said, reaching out to hug him as well.

- “Thank you so much for having me,”

Lando replied, giving her a warm hug.

Carlos’s father chuckled.

- “We’re very happy you’re here with us. Make yourself at home, Lando.”

As they stepped inside, Reyes led the way upstairs, showing Carlos and Lando to Carlos’s room, where they’d be staying. Carlos kissed his mom on the cheek.

- “Gracias, Mamá, for tidying up the room.”

“Anything for you,” she said, smiling.

Once they were alone, Lando wandered around the room, admiring the decor. Carlos closed the door behind them and moved closer, wrapping his arms around Lando from behind. Lando smiled, tilting his head back onto Carlos’s shoulder as he took in the view from the window.

Carlos kissed the side of Lando’s neck, making him shiver.

- “Remember our deal?”

Carlos murmured.

- “I kept quiet while you packed, so now you owe me a reward.”

Lando chuckled, rolling his eyes.

- “Your parents might hear us, you know. I don’t think they’re ready to find out how...vocal I can be.”

Carlos groaned, holding him closer.

- “Fine, but on your birthday, I’m getting my turn. And trust me, it’ll be a reward worth waiting for.”

Lando laughed softly, his cheeks flushing.

- “I’m holding you to that,”

he said with a grin.

Carlos turned Lando to face him, leaning in for a kiss. It started gentle but quickly deepened as they got lost in the moment. Lando sighed happily, pulling Carlos closer as the kiss grew more passionate. Carlos’s hands found their way to Lando’s waist, giving a soft squeeze just as they heard a knock at the door.