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Oscar doesn’t remember when he fell for Lando, it just happened one day and since then it only grew. Some people say not to meet your idol but once Oscar met Lando when they became teammates he couldn’t help but fall more in love with him. The way he laughed when he couldn’t contain himself or the way he always seemed to have some kind of kinder bar in his pocket made Oscar smile.
Unfortunately for Oscar the omega didn’t seem to reciprocate the feelings, every time Oscar tried to bring him a coffee, the way Lando liked it the Omega told him that he could get it himself. He still drank it because it would’ve been a waste, but he always told Oscar how he didn’t need an alpha to get it for him. And because Oscar is a whipped idiot, he continued to bring Lando coffees, because he still drank them, so he must’ve not hated it that much. Every time Oscar tried to do something for Lando he got a glare from the omega and quick word about how he could do it himself.
Oscar couldn’t help himself; he just wanted to help him and offer him treats, hoping for one of his beautiful smiles. And maybe it looked like he was trying to court the omega, after all he had heard about the whispers of his heart eyes and people seeing him with Kinder bars around the paddock. But Lando never said anything about it other than saying he didn’t need Oscar’s help.
“So, Lando, we have heard a rumor that you are being courted by an alpha. Is that true?”, the question makes Oscar sweat, and he feels his sent blockers getting thinner as he tries to keep his scent away.
“No, it’s not true,” Lando answers, looking bored with the question but his eyes are sharp.
“Are you sure? Because we have seen a certain Aussi alpha running around to give you things,” the journalist says and Oscar feels himself blush at the words. They had worded it in a smart way, with Daniel also being Australian and an alpha but it was quite clear this was about him.
“I think I would know better than you if I was being courted,” Lando retorts with a glare but the journalist doesn’t seem to back down.
“So, no interest in courting that alpha?”, the journalist asks and Oscar desperately wants to look at Lando, but he tries to stop himself.
“No, not that it is any of your business but he’s not my type and I’m not interested in whatever things he does,” Lando says with a snarl and Oscar feels every eye on him in the room. Even Max seems a bit uncomfortable which is unusual for the omega.
“I think what Oscar does is lovely, I would love for someone to bring me chocolates and coffee,” Kimi suddenly says and Oscar wants to quietly die from embarrassment at the Italian confirming it’s him.
“You can have him then, at least I’ll have some peace then” Lando says with another glare before huffing and crossing his arms. Oscar feels his heart practically break, but he tries to keep his emotions in checks. The media would have a field day if he showed an ounce of emotion.
“Right, I think we will end this press conference here, thank you all,” the organizer says, looking a bit awkward at how things got left off.
Lando practically jumps off the couch and immediately leaves the room, while Oscar tries to put himself together quietly.
“Sorry about that mate, that was shitty from him,” Max suddenly tells him and Oscar looks at him with wide eyes, a bit confused as to why the omega tells him that.
“Yeah, well at least now I know where we stand, I guess,” Oscar says while trying to smile but it looks like more of a grimace, luckily Max had put himself in front of him.
“That’s for sure, but still shitty of him to do something like that,” Kimi says as he joins the conversation as they leave the room, the beta looking a bit angry as what happened.
“I guess, maybe he had a bad day or something,” Oscar tries to say but the other two glare at him.
“That still doesn’t excuse the behavior, he could’ve just said that he didn’t want to answer the questions,” Oscar doesn’t know what to answer and just shrugs his shoulders.
“What are you going to do now?”, Kimi asks, looking a bit timid at the question.
“Well, he made it clear he wanted to be left alone so that’s what I’ll be doing. I don’t want to be one of these alpha’s that can’t take no for an answer,” Oscar tells them and Kimi seems a bit sad for him.
“Well, you can always bring me a coffee if you want!”, Kimi says with a teasing smile and Oscar can’t help but laugh.
“I’ll keep that in mind!”, Oscar tells him and Kimi seems satisfied.
“How are you getting to Baku?”, Max suddenly asks him and he turns towards the Dutchman.
“We have a flight with the team booked so with them,” Oscar says and Max grimaces in his place.
“That will be so awkward,” Max says and Oscar suddenly realizes that it will be, as everyone will have seen the video and will be pitying him.
“I still have a place on my jet if you want?”, Max tells him and Oscar looks at him in surprise.
“What? Are you sure? I don’t want to impose,” Oscar starts to say but Max just snorts.
“Mate I asked you if you wanted to come, you aren’t going to impose,” Oscar still shrugs his shoulders and Max sighs.
“Look you can come with me, Charles and Kimi or you can go on that awkward flight from hell. Your choice,” Max says and Oscar realizes that he doesn’t even have to think about it.
“I’ll come with you guys then, if you are sure you don’t mind?”, Oscar asks again but Max only looks at him with a satisfied smile.
“I don’t mind at all. We leave in thirty minutes to go to the jet so join us at the entrance in thirty,” Max tells him and Oscar nods in agreement, happy that he had packed his luggage this morning.
“I’ll see you guys there then,” Oscar tells them as he gets inside the McLaren hub. As expected, some people are already looking at him with pitying smiles. He starts to walk a bit faster towards Andrea’s office and he feels a bit relieved when only Andrea is there.
“Oscar, come in,” the man says and Oscar quickly closes the door behind him.
“I was wondering if you were going to come and see me,” the older man says with a knowing look.
“I wanted to ask if it was alright with you if I took the flight to Baku with Max, Charles and Kimi? They asked me but I wanted to make sure it was okay,” Oscar asks with a shy smile and Andrea simply smiles at his words.
“Of course that’s alright, I completely understand that you need some space,” the principal says and Oscar feels a bit relieved.
“Sorry if I made things weird,” Oscar tells him, but Andrea quickly shakes his head.
“You didn’t, not at all,” Andrea reassures him and Oscar smiles a bit at the words.
“You know, I had fallen in love with an omega when I was young, head over heels but she didn’t want anything to do with me,” Oscar nods at the words, sitting back in his chair to listen.
“She told her friends and everyone that she wasn’t interested in me and so I tried to move on. Didn’t want to force her you know?”, Oscar nods in agreement, understand what Andrea meant.
“You know what happened after?”, Andrea asks and Oscar feels a bit lost.
“You met your current wife,” Andrea smiles with a cheeky grin.
“That girl became my wife,” Oscar looks at Andrea with wide eyes before chuckling a bit.
“What I mean to say is, sometimes people don’t realize what they have until it’s gone,” Andrea tells him and Oscar smiles sadly.
“I’m glad it worked out for you Andrea, but unfortunately it doesn’t seem like it will be the case here,” Oscar tells him quietly and Andreau lets out a sigh.
“You never know Oscar, but for now go and get ready to take your flight. You deserve a bit of fun after all of this,” Andrea tells him and Oscar smiles gratefully.
“I’ll see you in Baku,” Oscar says and Andrea nods in agreement.
He has the time to quickly take all of his belongings scattered around the room, mumbling under his breath that next time he will not scatter his things so much. As he looks around the room one last time, he feels certain that he has everything. He takes his luggage and starts pushing it through the door when Lando passes by.
“Why are you already dragging your luggage outside? We aren’t leaving until an hour or two,” Lando says, looking a bit annoyed while Max Fewtrell looks at Oscar with a grimace from behind Lando.
“Max invited me to join them on the jet and we’re leaving earlier than our flight,” Oscar says with a shrug as he tries not to look at Lando. He had made himself a promise that he was going to take a step back from the omega and do as Lando had told him, leave him alone.
“So, you’re leaving with Max?”, Lando says and Oscar sighs at the words.
“It is his jet, so yes and Kimi and Charles are joining us,” Oscar says with a shrug.
“Have fun on your private jet then, without your team,” Lando says with a glare and Oscar feels incredibly confused.
“Thanks?”, Oscar says before taking his luggage and starting to leave. Max Fewtrell mouths an apology, but Oscar just shrugs his shoulders again.
“I’ll see you guys in Baku,” Oscar tells them as he starts leaving the hub.
“Have a nice flight, Oscar!”, Max yells out and Oscar tells him to have a nice one too.
He doesn’t know how to feel about the interaction with Lando, but as he joins Charles and Kimi at the parking, he quickly forgets what he was thinking about as they start discussing some corners of the track.
--
“Don’t you want to take a coffee before the meeting Lando? Otherwise, you’ll get sleepy,” John tells him, but Lando just shakes his head. He wasn’t really in the mood to answer, his heat had just ended, and he had to spend it alone, trying not to think of a certain smell. So, excuse him if he was annoyed, he also had received some harsh words about what he had said during the press conference, but he had only half listened. He had been in preheat at that moment and was busier trying to keep his heat down than listening to the questions.
“I’ll be alright,” Lando tells John, Oscar always brings him a coffee so even he doesn’t have one himself he knows that his teammate will bring him one.
“Thank you for joining us, Lando,” Andrea tells him as Lando arrives just in time for the meeting and Lando simply mumbles an apology before sitting down.
As Andrea starts to talk, he starts looking around and to his greatest surprise there isn’t a coffee waiting for him in front of him. The table is empty, and Lando feels an uneasy feeling that something constant is suddenly changing.
He looks up from the table, to see if Oscar wasn’t there yet and was maybe rushing to get to the meeting. But as he looked forward, he saw Oscar taking notes, a single coffee cup in his hand.
Lando had never wanted to scream more than at the sight of that coffee cup, his teammate also seemed to not want to look at him. Maybe he was interested in what Andrea said but he hadn’t even looked once at Lando. Usually, the alpha’s gaze always seemed to be on him, looking at his reaction or if he needed anything. In this moment though, it looked like the alpha wanted to stare at anything but him.
“I think it’s time we discuss the world championship fight between Max and Lando,” Andrea says and Lando finds himself getting tense at the topic. It had been a bit of a late fight for him as he started really joining the championship fight after Miami, but he was still holding on.
“Oscar, I know this is complicated for you but as you aren’t in contention anymore for the title fight, we want to ask you to help Lando when possible,” Andrea says and the room turns tense. Lando starts to wonder if the alpha was going to snarl, argue that he didn’t want to come second place to an omega, but Oscar just nods thoughtfully.
“I mean that’s fair. As long as I’m able to still race and have a chance again next year,” Oscar says, looking as calm as ever but still not looking at Lando.
“You will, and we will only ask your help if Lando is behind you or that Max needs to be blocked,” Andrea reassures the alpha and Lando feels a bit lost at the nonchalance of the alpha. He knows that Oscar isn’t a stereotypical alpha, thinking that he’s better than everyone but he still expected him to be angry.
“Now that this is settled, let’s start our weekend and get ready for our first practice session”, Zak says, his voice a bit too loud for Lando who still feels a bit sensitive.
Oscar quickly takes his stuff as from the table as he starts talking with Tom about somethings they could try during the first practice session. Lando waits for him to at least acknowledge him, but all he gets is a nod before he leaves the room.
“You look like you are about to start a fight. Aren’t you happy that you have been given priority?”, John asks him, looking at him a bit scared and Lando tries to shake his bad feelings down.
“I’m fine, I’m still resetting from my heat,” Lando tells him, before getting up and leaving the room. He sees his best friend at a table in the lounge, scrolling on his phone and quickly sits down.
“What is going on with you?”, Max says as he looks at him with wide eyes.
“Nothing! Why does everyone keeps asking me that?”, Lando says with a glare and John sits down with a sigh.
“Here is your coffee, maybe it will make you a bit happier,” his trainer tells him, but Lando glares at it before reluctantly picking it up.
“it’s not what I usually take, how much sugar did you put in it?”, Lando asks with a grimace and John mumbles a few words under his breath.
“I put in no sugar Lando,” Lando huffs at the words as he puts the coffee down.
“Well usually I take it with one sugar,” Lando says and John rolls his eyes.
“Well usually Oscar is the one bringing you your damn coffee so excuse me if this one isn’t as perfect,” John says and Lando glares at him at the reminder that there was no coffee brought for him.
“Wait, Oscar didn’t bring you your usual cup of coffee?”, Max asks, looking either weirdly entertained.
“No, he didn’t, can you believe it?”, Lando says with a loud huff and Max snorts at his reaction.
“I mean these are your words coming back to bite you in the ass,” Max says with a laugh and Lando glares at him even harder.
“What is that supposed to mean?”, Lando says with a snarl and Max seems a bit surprised at his reaction.
“Kimi said that it was lovely of Oscar to bring you coffees and you told him that he could have him then so that you could have some peace,” Max quotes back with some raised eyebrows.
“Even I felt bad for him,” John mumbles under his breath and Lando glares at him. He does feels shitty of having said that on live television, but he had been frustrated and he was getting sick of people thinking he needed an alpha.
“Doesn’t mean he has to stop bringing me coffees,” Lando says with sigh, looking a bit more dejected than angry.
“Lando to be honest, I wouldn’t bring you anything anymore after such a comment. I mean you practically told the whole world that you wouldn’t want him as an alpha, so why would he still do things for you?”, Lando feels a bit lost at the words, and he kicks some dirt away with his shoe.
“I don’t know, I just don’t like it when things change,” Lando whispers and Max looks at him with a sad smile.
“Unfortunately, things are going to be changing Bob, and maybe if you said something to him that could be prevented,” Max says with his eyebrows raised but Lando looks at him with furrowed eyebrows.
“What would I even tell him?”, Lando says, feeling lost, while John groans under his breath.
“Someone helps me,” John says while speaking to the sky and Lando kicks him under the table.
“Oscar!”, Lando suddenly hears someone yell and he immediately perks up at the words, not even realizing it.
“Practically a meerkat,” Max mumbles under his breath but Lando ignores him as he looks around the paddock to see what is going on.
Charles comes out of the Ferrari hub, looking unfairly attractive for someone who seems to have just woken up from a nap. He has two coffees in one hand and some kind of pastry bag.
“Hi Charles,” Oscar says with a small smile as he arrives closer to the Monegasque. Lando can already smell Charles sweet rose smell, and he wants to throw his cold coffee at him.
“I was in the Ferrari lounge, and I remember Arthur telling me you used to love our chocolate muffin, so I got you one and a coffee,” Charles says, while batting his lashes at Oscar. A wide smile appeared on Oscar’s face as he takes the muffin and the coffee from Charles and Lando feels himself getting angrier by the second.
“Thank you so much, I’m sure they will be even better than I remember. Thank you for thinking of me,” Oscar says with a sweet smile and Lando wants to tell him to stop smiling so sweetly at Charles.
“I mean anything for my favorite Australian,” Charles says with a purr and his hand lands on Oscar’s bicep, who quickly turns red in the cheeks. A sudden growl leaves Lando’s mouth, and he feels a bit surprised about it.
“Alright Bob, let’s calm down alright,” Max says, looking a bit worried but Lando is too busy glaring at the two drivers, his hands holding his chair tightly.
“I’m going to destroy him on track,” Lando promises before taking his cold coffee and throwing it into the trash.
--
“Lando, yellow flag, yellow flag,” Lando wants to yell out in frustration as he hears the message on the radio. He knows that he won’t be able to complete another quick lap to make him go up into Q2.
“That was a shitty timing,” he tells Will on the radio, and his race engineer agrees with him.
“Where is Oscar?”, Lando can’t help but ask, and there is a bit of silence before Will talks.
“He is into Q2,” Will answers him and Lando feels frustrated at the words. He knows that people will be talking about this, just as he gets announced as a priority between the two, he fucks it up. There is still a small part of him that can’t help but be proud of the alpha.
“Come back to the garage and we’ll review it Lando, hope isn’t lost,” Will promises him and Lando can only nod in agreement as he brings back the car. He can already see all the cameras waiting for his reaction, but he simply ignores them.
He sees Oscar car come in before the last round of qualifying and he silently hopes the alpha will at least be able to take poll position, that would make the others in the garage happy. And maybe him too.
Will starts talking him through what happened and Lando listens to him until the last two minutes of qualifying start and both of them turn to watch.
“And Charles Leclerc takes poll position in Baku, with Oscar Piastri coming second,” the commentators say and Lando is grinding his teeth at the thought of the Monegasque being close to Oscar.
“Do you want to look at the data for tomorrow?”, Will asks him, as Lando looks at Oscar smiling widely as he takes of his helmet, immediately being congratulated by Charles.
“Sure, let’s do that,” Lando says, his mind elsewhere than in the data.
--
“We have all hopes for tomorrow, and we are sure that Lando will be able to bring the car to the front,” Will finishes off and Andrea nods in agreement.
“Alright, let’s all get a good night of sleep, and we will see how it all goes tomorrow,” Andrea finally says and everyone gets up to leave, when Lando suddenly smells a chocolate smell he hasn’t smelled in a couple of days. Or at least not this close.
“Was kind of shitty for that yellow flag to appear suddenly,” Oscar says with a kind smile and Lando just shrugs his shoulders, feeling a bit shy now that he had once again all of Oscar’s attention.
“Yeah, well it happens I guess,” Lando says with a self-deprecating smile and Oscar frowns a little at his words.
“Common now, you’ll do great on track tomorrow, just believe in yourself you’re a great driver,” Oscar tells him and Lando feels himself preen at the compliments, a blush starting to coat his cheeks.
“Thanks,” Lando mumbles and Oscar gets ready to leave when Lando feels the urge to apologize.
“I’m sorry for what I said in the press conference last week,” Lando suddenly blurts out and Oscar looks at him with wide eyes.
“I was in a shitty mood because I was close to my heat and I had some assholes telling me I needed an alpha to keep me in line, so I wasn’t having the best day. But I’m sorry I took it out on you and said these things. You didn’t deserve that,” Lando tells him, feeling incredibly shitty now that he thought back to his behavior.
“Lando, it’s alright if you thought these things. Sure, it would’ve been better to hear them in private but at least I know now. And I never wanted to make you feel uncomfortable,” Oscar says, looking worried and Lando feels even worse as the alpha really seems worried that he had overstepped.
“It doesn’t make me feel uncomfortable, I actually like it,” Lando confesses quietly, looking at his shoes, as if they would give him an answer to something he doesn’t know.
“What- wait I don’t understand Lando,” Oscar sputters and Lando sighs quietly.
“I know I’ve always said that I don’t need an alpha to help me, and I’ve said the things I said in the press conference, but I didn’t really mean it,” Lando admits as he looks at Oscar’s brown eyes.
“You’re actually the first alpha who isn’t an uptight jerk who thinks he’s better than me. I just got defensive because when we were teammates Carlos and Daniel seemed to think I was defenseless and that I needed help with everything because of my designation,” Lando tells him and he sees Oscar frowning.
“I’m sorry they made you feel that way Lando. But I do know you aren’t defenseless, you show it to me on track every day, every time you kick my ass in qualifying,” Oscar says and Lando can’t help but smile at his words.
“Well, except today then,” Lando mumbles, still a bit disappointed at the result.
“You couldn’t have done anything Lando, it was a bad timed yellow flag, but it doesn’t define how good you are as a driver, you are an amazing driver,” Oscar tells him and Lando feels himself blush even more at the praise.
“Osc?”
“Lan?”, Oscars asks back and Lando feels himself smile at the nickname Oscar sometimes uses.
“Could you forgive me for what I said?”, Lando asks as he looks at Oscar with puppy dog eyes and he can see the alpha melt in front of him.
“Of course I can Lando, I’m sure the team will also be happy that we are more friendly again,” Oscar says with a smile but Lando frowns at the words.
“Do you bring all of your friends coffees and sweets?”, he can see Oscar hesitate and wanting to say something, but Lando interrupts him.
“Or do you open them the door even when you don’t have to?”, Lando continues to ask and Oscar seems to blush at the questions.
“I-no I don’t,” Oscar says, looking bashful.
“So, are we just friends Oscar?”, Lando asks with a sweet smile and Oscar blushes even more at his questions.
“Probably not, but would you mind if I did officially try to court you?”, Oscar asks quietly and Lando feels the butterflies erupt in his stomach.
“You need to ask me properly Osc,” Lando says with a pout and Oscar sighs with a smile before taking something out of his backpack.
“Lando Norris, will you allow me to court you?”, Oscar asks while holding a box of Kinder Maxi’s, making Lando smile widely.
“Yes, I will Oscar Piastri!”, Lando exclaims before taking the Kinder and putting them on the table next to them. Oscar seems a bit confused as to why Lando isn’t immediately eating one.
“Now, I need to show some people that you aren’t an available alpha anymore,” Oscar seems a bit confused at his words and Lando would coo at his cuteness if he didn’t have a mission.
“You do know that Charles giving you that muffin wasn’t just friendly, right Osc?”, Lando says, with a slight growl at the memory and Oscar seems a bit panicked.
“I didn’t understand it that way, but I promise you everything is just friendly between Charles and I,” Oscar reassures him and Lando hums as he comes closer to him and brining one of his hands close to Oscar’s neck and shirt.
“Can I Osc?”, Lando asks with wide eyes and Oscar quickly nods in agreement, looking like an eager puppy.
“You can touch me you know,” Lando tells him as he wraps his arms around Oscar’s neck. Oscar seems hesitant for a moment before slowly bringing his hands on Lando’s waist.
Before Oscar can ask if Lando is alright with what he does, Lando starts to purr, as he starts stroking his fingers along Oscar’s neck. He spreads his strawberry smell across Oscar’s scent glands, hoping that it will stick forever. Oscar smiles softly at him as he brings Lando closer by wrapping his arms around his waist.
Lando comes even closer to him and looks at Oscar with questioning eyes before starting to bring his face closer to Oscar’s neck. The Australian simply smiles at him lovingly before a soft rumble can be heard, making Lando purr even louder as he brings his face to Oscar’s neck and breathes in the mix of their scents.
He can’t help but purr even louder at the smell of the two of them together and he can feel Oscar’s nose brushing his curls, making his chocolate sent cover his curls.
“Lando, do you want to-”, John says as he arrives and as Oscar seems to jump a but in surprise, Lando grumbles unhappily at the disturbance.
“So, you both finally figured it out?”, John asks with a smirk as he looks at the both of them.
“We are courting,” Oscar says with a bright blush on his cheeks and Lando hums in agreement as he continues to spread his scent in Oscar’s neck, his purring continues too.
“As much as I want to let you both enjoy this, we really need to go to the hotel so that you both have enough rest,” Lando gets ready to argue but Oscar softly brushes his hand along his back.
“Common Lan, that way you can take that hot shower you like taking after a race,” Oscar tells him softly and Lando grumble sunder his breath, but he still nods in agreement.
“Fine, but I want some cuddles and nesting when we are at the hotel,” Lando says with a glare, as if waiting for Oscar to disagree but the alpha quickly nods in agreement.
“Tell me when and where and I’ll be there,” Oscar promises and Lando smiles at the words.
“Let’s go then, what are you waiting for John?”, Lando says with a grin as he takes Oscar’s hand and starts walking towards the door of the hub, while John grumbles under his breath about not being paid enough.
“Oscar!”, Lando suddenly hears and he holds Oscar hand tighter into his.
“Hi Charles, how are you?”, Oscar asks and Lando forces himself to smile at the other omega.
“Hi Charles,” Lando says with a small glare, but Charles just smiles at him.
“Hi Lando, sorry I didn’t see you right away,” Charles says but Lando doesn’t believe him as he holds Oscar’s hand tighter.
“There is an Indy 500 race tomorrow and I was wondering if you wanted to look at it together. You once told me you liked watching it,” Charles says, and Lando can tell there is a suggestive edge in his tone. He wonders if Oscar will be able to read into it and not agree with Charles.
“I will probably be looking at it with Lando, so if he doesn’t mind you joining us you can always come and watch it with us,” Oscar says with a kind smile and Lando can’t help but smile smugly as he shows their linked hands to Charles.
“You are of course always welcome Charles,” Lando says with a wicked grin, and he can see how Charles slightly glares at him before sighing in defeat.
“Don’t worry Oscar, I’ll leave you two to your date night together tomorrow and maybe we can watch a race with everyone later in the season,” Charles suggests and Oscar nods in agreement.
“That’s a great suggestion, we’ll have to plan it!”, Oscar says with a smile before squeezing Lando’s hand and bringing him to the car.
Lando turns to look at Charles with a wide grin and the Monegasque mouths at him that he has won and Lando knows he has. He had the kindest alpha on the grid, who didn’t even seem to notice others flirting with him as he was too busy looking at him.
--
“I need to see Osc,” Lando says with a whine and Max lets out a loud sigh.
“For the hundredth time Lando, it’s tradition that you don’t see your future husband before the wedding,” Max tells him once again while Charles groans behind them.
“Why does my hair look like shit?”, Charles grumbles as he looks at his hair in the mirror while trying to fix it, but Lando ignores him.
“I don’t care about tradition! I just want to see Osc, I haven’t seen him in the last 24 hours, 30 minutes and a few seconds. I have never gone this long without seeing him,” Lando says with a long whine, feeling sad at the thought of still not seeing Oscar for another hour.
There is a knock at the door before anyone can say anything else.
“Who is there?”, Lando yells out, laying dramatically on the couch.
“Love?”, Oscar says questioningly and Lando quickly rises from the couch to run to the door.
“Don’t open the door Lan, I just wanted to tell you how excited I am to see you later today and how much I miss you,” Oscar tells him and Lando whines at the words.
“Osc, I want to see you now,” Lando says and he can hear his alpha chuckle at his words.
“Soon love, just know that I love you so much and I’ll be right there down the aisle,” Oscar reassures him and Lando sighs at the words.
“Fine, but you better make it up to me Oscar Piastri,” Lando threatens and Oscar promises that he will.
“Alright let’s get me ready for a wedding!”, Lando yells out and both of his friends scramble to help him, looking happier than before.
Before he knows it, he’s walking down the aisle towards his alpha, who has a couple of tears rolling down his cheeks at the sight of him. Lando can’t help but also have a few tears rolling down his cheeks, especially at Oscar’s vows.
“I now pronounce you husband and husband, you can kiss each other,” Lewis says and Lando doesn’t let him finish his sentence before bringing Oscar into a loving kiss.
“I love you so much Oscar Piastri,” Lando mumbles against his lips and Oscar dips him before kissing him again, making everyone cheer.
“And I love you even more Lando Norris,” Lando wants to tell him that’s impossible, but he simply brings his now husband into another kiss.
“My husband,” Lando mumbles against Oscar’s lips and Oscar giggles against his lips.