Christmas Lie || Landoscar
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This was supposed to be Lando's first Christmas without having to answer questions about his boyfriend or his relationships. Unfortunately, the world had other plans, because when his boyfriend breaks up with him right before Christmas, his plans get complicated.
Then, he makes a stupid decision by asking his best friend and roommate for help. Oscar has to pretend to be his boyfriend for a few days, gaining the sympathy of his family.
However, they didn't know that this request would change everything.
A Christmas story in which Lando begins to understand how blind he was to not notice someone so close to him, and Oscar no longer has to hide his deep feelings for his best friend.
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stay, idiot. | landoscar
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hii people im we writing oneshot book again there will be fluff , angst and smutt too.
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Oscar Piastri was never supposed to matter. Quiet. Precise. Sharp. He moved through the world like a straight line-disciplined, steady, predictable. He didn't chase anyone. He didn't flirt. He didn't smile unless necessary. And yet, he kept finding Lando. A chocolate bar left on a desk. A sticky note in looping handwriting. A soft voice beside Lando's ear. "This is for you. Eat, please." Lando hated it. Hated the way Oscar seemed to anticipate his next move. Hated the hand that appeared just to shield him from bumping into corners. Hated the look in Oscar's eyes-slow, deliberate, almost gentle. One afternoon, under a sunlit tree, Oscar said, "Your star hairclip suits you. You look cute today." No one had ever watched Lando that closely. No one had seen past the showmanship, past the bravado. He pulled away. Snapped. Ran. Heart pounding, throat tight. And Oscar? He stayed. Patient. Quiet. Collecting the pieces of Lando's chaos like it was natural. The strangest thing, when others got too close to Oscar, Lando stiffened. His tone sharpened. "Why him? He doesn't even look at you properly." Oscar's voice was soft, patient. "Lando, why do you care?" "I... I don't. Just forget it," Lando muttered, looking away. He didn't care. But Oscar kept choosing him. In small ways, unnoticed ways, the kind that made Lando's chest tighten. If Oscar was pretending, Lando's heart might not survive. But if he wasn't, then maybe Lando was already falling. Hard. And he wasn't sure he wanted to stop.Concluída
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still, i choose you. | landoscar
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