𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮. 𝘛𝘸𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘢 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘢𝘭 : 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳'𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱. 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘪𝘧 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺. 𝘔𝘢𝘹 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦. 𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘢 1 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘈𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵...𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴. ------------ ❥ 𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 ❥ 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬/𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 ❥ 𝐠𝐚𝐲/𝐛𝐢 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ❥ 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐨

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.

❝𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝐨.❞ - 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩: 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰... 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯.

Baby, just say yes. 4 words that broke the internet. or: a landoscar fic inspired by the iconic 'finish the lyric' challenge, and the song 'love story' by taylor swift :)

> Trigger Warnings This story may contain > NSFW/Mature themes, alcohol use, toxic relationships, intense rivalry, potential (Please remember that this is a work of fiction. The characters and events depicted in this story are purely the product of my imagination and do not reflect the real-life relationships or experiences)

This story focuses on Lando and Oscar, on their relationship and on what develops between them-through tension, unspoken thoughts, and moments that are not always easy to interpret in a simple or straightforward way. There won't be alternative dynamics beyond this: everything revolves around the two of them, and the way they observe each other, avoid each other, and come closer without ever fully understanding one another. "LANDO'S POV" My breathing changes slightly. I notice it immediately. Shorter. More conscious. His eyes stay on me. Steady. Then they drop, just for a moment. Too quick for me to be completely sure... but enough for me to notice. His lips. I swallow lightly. I shouldn't be thinking about it. I shouldn't even register it. And yet I do. I take another half step. And the thought comes, clear and unfiltered: Kiss him. And right after it, almost overlapping: Push him away. I stay still. Stuck exactly at the point where I don't know which version of myself to choose. Oscar is still looking at me. And for a moment, I have the distinct feeling that he knows. Not what I'm thinking. But that I'm thinking something I'm not saying. And that awareness tightens something in my stomach that's hard to ignore. I don't look away. I don't want to. And I remain there, still, suspended between what I should do... and what I actually want to do.

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 ? 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳 : 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘖𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥. °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･^ྀི⋆ 〝𝙸'𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞〞, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖.〝𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛〞 〝𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚝 ? 〞 〝𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎... 〞, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 〝𝙸'𝚖 𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚝〞 -------------- ❥ 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 ❥ 𝐠𝐚y 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 ❥ 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

Lando Norris only had to survive one wedding. Instead, he woke up in Vegas... married to Oscar Piastri. His rival. His problem. His husband. What started as tequila-fueled chaos and a stupid bet is now very real-and very public. With no easy way out, they're forced to fake their way through a marriage neither of them wanted. But between the bickering, the tension, and a few too many almost moments... Pretending starts to feel a little too real.

Oscar Piastri, Australian Formula One driver, cold introvert. Lando Norris, British Formula One driver, Hot and bothered extrovert. Rivals on the track, and off the track... it's complicated. What could go wrong?

In the world of Formula 1, everything moves at a blistering speed-but for Lando Norris and Oscar Piastri, it's the race off the track that tests them the most. Lando and Oscar have always been rivals. Teammates, yes, but friendly competition has always been at the heart of their relationship. What started as an easy camaraderie begins to shift into something far more complicated, something neither of them is prepared for. The first sparks of attraction fly during a late-night party in Monaco, their eyes meeting in a way that says more than words ever could. The chemistry is undeniable, but so are the stakes of their careers. As the season progresses, their connection only deepens, and with it comes the fear of what it might mean for both their futures in the sport. Lando, terrified of risking everything he's worked for, starts pulling away, trying to convince himself that their bond is nothing more than a fleeting distraction. Oscar, on the other hand, refuses to back down. He's tired of pretending, tired of running from something that feels too right to ignore. When a collision on the track mirrors the turmoil building between them, they are forced to confront the reality of what they're truly feeling-and whether love in the fast lane is worth the risk of everything they've built. As they navigate the tension of unspoken words, broken trust, and a growing desire, Lando and Oscar must decide: is their bond a fleeting moment in the fast-paced world of F1, or is it something worth fighting for? In the race of their lives, there are no guarantees-but maybe, just maybe, there's more to life than the finish line.