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

" feel like home.... " - 52

~ okay so much happened today..

WHAT DO U MEAN MAX IS GOING TO BE A DAD WHATT. Super happy for him and Kelly! Mini Verstappen on the way 🥹

But apart from that practice was alright. Just hope Ferrari are quick on Saturday and Sunday and Charles gets a good qualifying result since he got a 10 grid penalty 🥲

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The clock read 3:07 AM when Lando rushed to the bathroom, leaving Carlos groggily sitting up in bed, rubbing his eyes. He yawned, wondering what was going on, before deciding to investigate.

Carlos opened the bathroom door, expecting Lando to be sick—but what he saw had him doubling over with laughter.

Lando stood there, holding a soaking-wet Abby, her fur dripping as she blinked innocently up at him.

- "She jumped in the toilet!"

Lando exclaimed, his voice full of exasperation.

Carlos clutched the doorframe, trying to control his laughter.

- "How did she even manage that?"

Lando groaned, shaking his head.

- "I don't know, Carlos."

Carlos chuckled and stepped forward, taking Abby from him.

- "Alright, alright. Go back to bed. I'll shower her really quickly."

- "You're serious?"

Lando asked, his frustration softening.

- "Of course,"

Carlos replied with a grin.

- "Go sleep before you collapse. I've got this."

Lando hesitated but then smiled.

- "Thanks, love. You're the best."

Lando returned to bed, falling asleep almost immediately, while Carlos grabbed Abby's shampoo and set to work.

The bathroom echoed with baby talk as he tried to keep Abby calm during her impromptu bath. She shook herself every chance she got, leaving Carlos soaked.

- "Abby, please! You're getting me wetter than you are!"

Carlos laughed, scrunching his nose as water splattered onto his face.

By the time he dried Abby off, it was 4:47 AM. He placed her gently on the bed, where she curled up at the edge like always. Carlos changed into dry clothes and climbed into bed, pulling Lando close.

- "Hmm?"

Lando hummed, still half-asleep, before nuzzling into Carlos's chest.

Carlos smiled, pressing his cheek against Lando's curls.

At 9:00 AM, Carlos's alarm blared. He groaned, fumbling to turn it off before the sound woke Abby. Turning to Lando, Carlos wrapped an arm around him, shaking him gently.

- "Lando, wake up,"

he whispered.

- "No,"

Lando mumbled, burrowing further into the blankets.

Carlos giggled softly.

- "C'mon, amor. We have a big day."

Lando groaned dramatically, making Carlos laugh.

- "Don't make me drag you out of bed,"

he teased.

- "Try me,"