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Oscar couldn’t be happier when his engineer comes over the radio, to tell him to keep it clean because Lando is leading and could win this. His frustration of letting his emotion get the better of him, when he was battling Carlos, melts away.
After the race, Oscar lets Lando bask in the glory, while he makes a beeline straight for Noa. He gets her a bottle and puts on the sling over his racesuit. He heats up the bottle by himself, a little more experienced now.
Noa purrs happily and eagerly grabs at the bottle when Oscar holds it in front of her, “that’s it, sweet pup. Now your daddy is a race winner and you’re gonna stay with me so he can enjoy that”.
He follows his media rep around holding her close. The first time someone forms the beginning of a question about Noa, now curiously peeking out the sling, Oscar supresses a growl. It’s enough to shut the questions up for a moment.
He has quiet moment in his driver’s room after changing Noa’s nappy. So, he changes quickly into something more comfortable before picking Noa back up and putting her in the sling. He is guided to the f1 tv post-race show presenters by his media rep in the stadium.
“Oscar! Great race for your teammate, not so great for you. How are you feeling?”, Jenson asks him. Oscar smiles, “I was unlucky, he was lucky. It’s well deserved. I’m proud of Lando and the team. We’ve worked hard for this”. Jenson grins, “good, great to hear that, and more to come for both you?”. Oscar grins, “of course”. Noa squeals a little and Oscar smiles down at her, “you agree. More race wins for daddy and me huh?”. Noa bounces a little excited in the sling as Oscar talks to her. She grabs at his face. Oscar gently takes her small hand and kisses her fingers.
Jenson smiles, “great of you to take care of little Noa, so he can enjoy it”. Oscar nods, “She makes it easy”. Danica looks… well, it is a look Oscar has seen thrown in Lando’s direction a lot, “Shouldn’t she be with Lando though or at least her alpha?”.
It takes Oscar a beat to understand what she is getting at. He supresses a growl and wraps his arms around Noa in the sling, “she’s mine. Lando’s mine. I’m their alpha and if it wasn’t clear enough, I’m proud of him. I love him. I don’t resent him for winning. We all want to win, but it wasn’t my race today. It was Lando’s.” He redirects the focus to what it should be on, the race and Lando’s win.
Danica blinks at him a little in disbelief. Jenson cannot help supress a small laugh. He smirks, “Oscar that’s wonderful. Lando is lucky to have an alpha like you in his corner”. Oscar smiles, “easiest thing in the world is loving them”.
Noa squeals and turns her head to smile at Jenson, “ah!”. Jenson leans closer and coos at her, “hello sweetheart”. He holds the mic up to her face, “and little Noa how do you feel about daddy’s win today?”. Noa nearly crosses her eyes looking at the mic before she tries to eat it. For a moment, the broadcast is overtaken by the happy baby babbles. Jenson takes the mic back gently, “agreed, Noa, very happy for your daddy as well”. She squeals more and snuggles against Oscar.
Jenson smiles, “oh this is such a wonderful age. I mean it’s all wonderful, but teenagers just aren’t as cute”. Oscar laughs, “luckily that’s a long way away, but I am cherishing every moment”.
Right on cue Fernando walks by. Jenson winks at his omega and Fernando smirks at him. Oscar gets a pat on his back from Fernando, before he softly pecks Jenson’s lips. “love you, I’ll catch up with you in a moment love”, Jenson smiles. Fernando nods, “of course. I will wait to call the kids”. Jenson smiles, “thank you”, he looks back at Oscar, “don’t you miss it sometimes when they were that cute?”. Fernando laughs, “I do not miss the diapers”. It makes Jenson and Oscar both laugh.
The moment earlier, where Oscar felt a rush of protectiveness, long forgotten. Oscar makes his way back to McLaren shortly after.
Everyone is in a celebratory mood and rightfully so. Lando grins at him. He’s still in his race suit, still sticky from the champagne, “Osc!”. Oscar smiles and pulls him close by his waist, “I’m so proud of you”. Lando kissing him softly, not sure what to say, but he’s desperately wanted to kiss Oscar the second he got out of the car, drawn to his alpha, wanting to share this moment with him, “I couldn’t have done it without you”. Oscar shakes his head, “you could, but I am happy to be standing by your side”. Lando pecks his lips and purrs softly, cooing at Noa. Noa smiles back at Lando, squealing happily at him.
Oscar smiles brightly at him and they stay in a comfortable embrace for a moment. There media rep asks them to do a video for the socials with Andrea and Zak. Oscar rocks Noa a little as they film the video. Lando is giggly and giddy. Oscar is happy to see him like this. It makes his heart feel full and it makes him feel even closer to Lando somehow.
It’s late when they get back to the hotel after celebrating with the team, but they kept it decent enough, with a new born baby in their midst and all. Lando smiles softly as he tucks Noa into her small pup nest. He hesitates, “can we take a bath?”. Oscar smiles, “already taking of his shirt, “you can have whatever you want, Lando Norris, Mr. race winner”.
Lando blushes and falls into Oscar’s arms, “I fucking did that”. Lando looks up at him with teary eyes, “yes you did my love. Yes, you fucking did”. Lando giggles and takes Oscar’s hand, pulling him into the bathroom, “thank you alpha”. Oscar frowns, “for what?”. Lando smiles, “for taking care of Noa, for everything you do for us”. Oscar shrugs, “you don’t have to thank me for that”. He pulls off Lando’s top and pulls him close, kissing him deeply.