Lando Norris is the campus celebrity-streamer, showman, always surrounded by laughter and admirers. Yet, no matter how many fans orbit him, his gaze fixes on one boy. He sneaks into classes he doesn't belong in, always with chocolate milk just for excuses, and blurts it out without shame. "I want you." Oscar Piastri isn't like the others. He's quiet, focused, an archer on scholarship who builds his life out of discipline. Where Lando is loud, Oscar is steady. Where Lando craves attention, Oscar avoids it. And every time Lando appears at his side, Oscar pushes him back. "What do you want from me this time?" Oscar demands, arms crossed. But things shift when Lando hits a breaking point-his manuscript thrown away, his heart cracked open in front of George and Max. Rumors flood the internet after a livestream slip, whispers of "Landoscar" spreading faster than either can stop. Oscar watches from the shadows, jealousy gnawing at him when Paul or even Kimi hover too close. He does things he swore he wouldn't. Saves the manuscript, copies notes for Charles just to get Lando's address. "I want-Lando's home address." Charles blinked in disbelief. "No. Nope. Not you. You'd never pull a stunt like this. You. Hate. Lando." But hate was never the truth. Jealousy was. Fear was. And when Oscar showed up at Lando's apartment, the walls finally broke. "O-Oscar...?" Lando whispered, clinging to the doorframe. And in the quiet of that moment, he admits the words he's hidden for too long. Oscar confesses, his voice trembling. Oscar wants Lando to choose him. Still. Always. And then-raw, unfiltered, aching- "I've lost. I've fallen for you. Again and again. I can't fight it anymore." Reality was messy, though. Promises whispered with hooked pinkies, nights tangled on the sofa in pajamas. "You're sure, none of this is from some stupid dare?"

Lando Norris isn't dying. That's what he keeps telling himself. He's just-tired. Too tired. The kind of tired that makes your hands tremble when you paint, that makes your world fade to white under fluorescent light. When he collapses in the middle of the street, it should've just been another headline: Campus art boy passes out, again. But that day, someone caught him-literally. A photography major with shaking hands and a camera still strapped to his neck. Oscar Piastri didn't mean to care. But he did. They meet again, the sunlight from the tall panes framed him in soft gold-Lando slumped over a desk, heartbeat uneven, breath too shallow. Oscar's voice cuts through the silence. "Sleep well." And somehow, Lando listens. He shouldn't feel anything. Not this warmth blooming in his chest. Not this quiet safety whenever Oscar looks at him like he's not fragile. "Why do you keep helping me?" Lando asks one day, voice cracking between guilt and hope. Oscar shrugs, eyes soft. "Because you keep falling." Then there's George-best friend, chaos incarnate-who would fight the whole hospital if he could. Feeling Max's quiet stare on him, George yanks Lando up to use him as a shield. "What?! You wanna fight, huh?!" His little fists tremble inside his cardigan sleeves. Max doesn't even blink. "Try me," the doctor deadpans, flipping a chart. Between sleepless nights, half-drunk cups of coffee, and the hum of a heart that beats too fast for its own good, Lando begins to draw again. And maybe-just maybe-he's learning how to live again, too. Because this time, when Oscar offers his hand, Lando doesn't pull away. a slow heartbeat turning into melody. a story about falling, again and again, and choosing to stay.

Lando comes back from a family holiday after a rough fight with his siblings and parents, sad, lonely and honestly trying not to cry. When he opens the door of his shared apartment, he thinks he might see Alex or George, two of his roommates and closests friends. Instead, he finds Oscar, the new roommate who moved in two months ago and that he barely really knows yet. But really at this point, Lando would take comfort from anyone.

"Just shut up Charles shut up!" I yell at him, his eyes sparkling with challenge, He surely wasn't backing down from this. "Make me" He whispers. Before he or mostly I could think straight i took 3 strides and crashed my mouth on his. ○♥︎○~~~○♥︎○ ~university au~ In which 2 academic rivals, that hate one another, are paired up for a project which starts with chaos due to their animosity. Until one of them comes up with a solution, a benefits arrangements situation which should make their friends happy. But they end up getting closer and start to feel something for one another. This was something they had not expected. ☆Enemies to lovers ☆Academic rivals ☆Forced proximity ☆Enemies with benefits ☆Alternate universe Driver x Driver Max Verstappen x Charles Leclerc Lestappen. 🥇Best ranking [4/12/2025] #1 lionheart #1 academicrivals #2 onebedtrope #3 danielriccardo #7 feeling #8 boyxboy #10 romance-friendship #10 f1fanfiction #15 university ●Mature content ●Profanity ●This is a fanfic all events in this fic are fictional.

> Landoscar storeowner au < Lando Norris, the cheerful owner of Norris' Nest, spends his morning tending to animals and helping customers in his cozy pet shop. When he meets Oscar, the charming new bakery owner next door, their friendly exchange hints at a connection. As Oscar navigates Lando's oblivious charm, he wonders if there might be more beneath Lando's playful exterior. Story warnings: Alcohol consumption Smut/sexual Angst