Same but... different (Lestappen and Carlando)

Bonus 3: Spicy celebrations

This is the immediate follow up of "what happened in Italy" so go read that one first before you start this one! They weren't intended that way at first, but the more the better, right?

Also, this is very long (6k words), I hope it makes up for how long it took me lol

Warning: Smut

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POV: Carlos

I wake up feeling energised, melting at the view of my boyfriend still sleeping next to me. Lando tightens his grip on me, and I smile at the quiet groan he lets out. He was never one for early wake ups, but I thought today could be different. I know nobody believed us yesterday when we said we were tired, but we truly were.

We did nothing else but cuddle to sleep, Lando not even making it to the end of the episode we were watching. But I enjoy those moments just as much as the other ones, cherishing both with my whole heart.

I try to get up without waking him up further, failing a little as he starts to stir up. I know he loves when I kiss him while he's barely functioning yet, he's told me enough times. So I do, peppering his face with kisses, ending with a tender touch of the lips. His little smile makes my heart beat faster every time, especially when his eyes flutter open like that. Beautiful eyelashes, blue irises captivating me.

— Hola, he says, surprising me.

— Hola cariño, I still manage to reply, touched by his effort.

— 'Wanna sleep more, what time is it?

His voice is still slurred by sleep, and I notice him trying to pull the covers up. Glancing at my phone, I see it's only 9 and decide we can skip the breakfast, not hearing much movement in the house anyways.

— Let's rest a bit more then, I only say, closing my arms back around his body.

His content sigh makes me chuckle, as he immediately starts snoring quietly again. I can't believe how fast Lando manages to fall asleep, really. If I could take one superpower from him, I would definitely go for that.

POV: Max

— I think we're all just gonna get a brunch, no?

As I discuss the program of today with Daniel, Pierre and Charles show up by the stairs, exchanging heated words in French. They don't look angry though, just... enthusiastic, I guess.

— Pancakes anyone?

Yuki was kind to propose making the food, and we all agreed happily knowing how good of a cook he is. The boys nod and we all settle around the table, only Lando and Carlos missing. After a few minutes, they finally appear, hand in hand in the cutest way possible.

— Hello guys, the Spaniard says, pulling a chair on the other side of Charles.

— What did we miss?

Lando's joyful voice is making me grimace a little, as I'm easily irritated before I've had my coffee, but the general happiness reigning in the room manages to make me crack a smile.

The day goes by slowly, and everyone relaxes in the warm weather. Some choose to swim, lounge by the pool, or even go for a walk in the Italian countryside. It's so lovely, and I don't regret at all this idea from Charles.

— Tonight, none of you is leaving, Daniel says in a falsely menacing tone as we regroup. And no shit excuses this time, we are partying. It's already the last night here, I wanna have some fun!

— Yeah exactly, Pierre adds, three's not fun to play anything, so no suspicious disappearing yeah?

I chuckle, knowing Charles will be annoyed about that. But I kinda want to spend time with the boys as well, even though I always want to be with my boyfriend. Both are nice, and I think we already had a lot of fun yesterday so we can definitely stay this time.