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Lando's chest is twisting, heart sinking, before and after the race, Carlos passes by on purpose, and pats his back like a real mate: "Congrats cabrón, P1, well done. " sincerely, mixed up with a pinch of jealousy. His earnest voice makes Lando's heart ache even more.
Carlos is always acting like this and Lando can't get rid of the crazy thought of falling into Carlos' arms and kissing him, everytime. Lando just needs Carlos so much but he has to hold back his adoration.
Of course Lando knows he's not the only one, the special one, the unique one for Carlos, for sure. He understands that, Carlos is a good teammate, so that's why he's being nice and sweet to all his teammates, make them feel accepted.
The first time he joined in Mclaren, the way Carlos smiled at him, and pulled him into a bear hug, Lando will never forget how his heart pounding for Carlos. Despite this, he couldn't stop being jealous of Charles and Alex.
But that's fine, it's just Carlos being Carlos. Lando shakes off his mournful emtion and texts Alex: "Hey excuse me Mr. Alex Albon, why the fuck did you tell Carlos I have a crush on him?? I AM NOT YOU FUCKING DICKHEAD!!🖕🏼🖕🏼🖕🏼 "
Alex replies in seconds: "iT Is WhAt It iS💀💀" Lando throws his phone to the side of the couch and groans, he's fucking mad at Alex.
Alex can't fall asleep, he keeps thinking about the kissing thing, not from Carlos but from George, those lips, why he had never found them attractive before?
Alex not only wants George's lips on his cheeks, he also wants them brushing his eyelids gently, then kissing his nose tip, biting his Adam's apple and shoulders, or maybe a bit lower, like…
Fuck fuck fuck fuck! I'm screwed. Alex slaps himself so hard for having lustful thoughts of his best friend, it's not professional and it's not ethical! He doesn't even know why Angelo Marasigan's voice trespasses his mind at the same time.
Right, there is still an apology he needs to make, to Carlos, for George's sake, but he still didn't feel he had done anything wrong.
He texts Carlos in the next morning, his tone is so flat, just like setting a meeting with his engineer: Carlos we need to talk about the kissing thing, and I will call you at 9am. Let me know if you are available.
"Si Si Si 😘 " Carlos replies immediately, Alex can't help rolling his eyes.