Lando has always been McLaren's golden boy, their leader, their future. But after a season where Oscar proved himself time and time again, doubt starts to creep in. Is he still the priority? Is McLaren still his team? For Oscar, the season was a test in patience. He played his role, followed the plan, allowed the team to back Lando when it mattered. But now, with the fight for 2025 looming, he wonders, should he stop waiting for his moment? Should he take it? Friendship, rivalry, ambition. Two teammates, one team, and a battle for dominance that can only be settled on track.

AU: The contact Lando made with Oscar in Singapore ended in a crash ruining Oscar's race. And he is not happy. Oscar lashes out and Lando saying he's done with their friendship.

Oscar messed up. He really messed up, this time. He wasn't supposed to kiss him - not his teammate Lando. And now he's fucked. Lando won't look at him in the same way as always. Oscar won't look at him completely. Oscar was just drunk - but when we're drunk we do what we feel inside. And Lando didn't like it. ...did he?

There are people who, even starting from the same line, will forever remain the ones chasing in a race called obsession. Trapped in the endless spiral of achievements, fame, and hollow worship, they are caught in a game of their own making - where a single glance can cut into their skin, and a smile can easily turn into a dagger, driving straight into the mind. At McLaren, Lando and Oscar are not merely teammates. They are two parallel lines - trying to avoid each other, yet craving to collide. One wears wounds that slowly eat him alive, the other hides behind a smile as a shield. Both are slowly sinking into a toxic addiction... to each other. This isn't a beautiful story. There are no heroes here. No pure friendship. Only pitch-black dreams, questions that remain unanswered, and endless nights - where every race is no longer a competition, but a ritual sacrifice for a nameless obsession. Once you've stepped in, don't expect to find your way out.

I lean in, close enough that my breath grazes the side of his neck. "Jealous?" I murmur, with a smile that's anything but sweet. He freezes for a second, then turns slowly toward me, lips curving into something sharper than amusement. "Jealous? No. Just clear-eyed. You should be too-especially knowing I'm familiar with your little habits... better than anyone." ☆ Two teammates. One team. No trust. For two years, Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri have played the perfect duo in front of the cameras. But behind the smiles is a silent war - fought in the shadows, on and off the track. Because in Formula 1, speed isn't the only way to win. And in this game... only one will survive.

Lando was still riding the high from securing McLaren the constructor's championship, when their family Christmas celebrations get interrupted by a woman holding a little girl, his daughter, as it turns out. He is left with a small child, travelling the world with McLaren while facing the struggles of a single father. His family and friends, but most importantly, his teammate Oscar, step up to help him with Evelyn (Eva). As Lando watches Eva take a liking to Oscar, he realizes that he has already given away his heart to his teammate.

What started as one of Lando Norris's dumbest moments spirals into something he never expected - fake rumors, accidental kisses, scheming friends, and far too many sleepless nights in Oscar Piastri's arms. Between chaotic interviews, tense races, and quiet moments under the stars, Lando learns that maybe losing his head around Oscar isn't a problem at all...it's love. A story of spirals, grounding, friendship, and finally saying I do.