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Lando quite literally feels glued to his phone. Watching and rewatching all the videos he has found of Daniel’s appearance in New York tonight he swallows thickly. Fuck he looks good.
Lando is currently in an uber heading towards what is supposed to be Daniel’s hotel for a surprise visit that Blake has helped him arrange. Despite them talking near everyday since break started, the younger driver has been feeling the distance more and more. So used to practically living in each other’s pockets that anything short of it has created a rather frustrating ache in his chest.
He knows Daniel feels the same, at least he is pretty sure based off of the ready willingness of those around him to help Lando come see him. He’s been planning for weeks how to make their insane schedules fit now that the Aussie is third driver for RedBull and Lando has to head back to the orange team on his own. He tries not to think about that too much.
When by some miracle Daniel’s appearance in New York was scheduled at the same time Lando could -maybe not should but that’s not something he’s concerned with- take a few days off from preseason preparations it really was a no brainer. So here he is, in an Uber Blake sent to the airport, headed to the hotel to wait while Daniel does his interview. Hopefully he’ll be happy to see him, hopefully this won’t blow up in Lando’s face.
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Getting into the room proves to be easier than expected, a key is waiting for him in the lobby and no one comments or even looks at him twice which is a bit of a relief. Lando has only brought one bag, deciding that if he’s going for it he’s going all out so he won’t need a suitcase full of clothes, hopefully.
He puts his bag on the floor next to the already open suitcase and smiles at the familiarity. Daniel’s clothes are a mix of carefully folded and carelessly strewn across the chair and desk, a hoodie and sweatpants thrown on the bed. Probably what he’d worn before he had to get ready for the night. Lando bites his lip considering and grabs them both as he heads to the bathroom for a much needed shower. All in is all in right?
Lando supposes it should feel weird intruding on Daniel’s space like this, using his soap and putting on his clothes but it doesn’t. It builds the anticipation in his gut with each passing minute if anything it feels like it’s what he should’ve been doing a long time ago. Lando files the thought away for later, the idea that he could’ve maybe had this months ago hurts too much right now. No time to linger on the maybe’s and the what ifs. If this goes the way he wishes it won’t matter in the long run anyway.
“Be cool you muppet.” brushing his hands through his curls a final time Lando sighs deeply and stares at himself in the mirror. He looks cozy, which wasn’t exactly what he was going for but it’ll have to do. He checks the time on his phone and feels his heart rate pick-up at the text from Blake from a couple of minutes ago.
Blake
“Slight delay for fans. Headed back now.”
Lando smiles stupidly at his phone, Daniel is always the last to leave if he can help it when it comes to spending time with fans. Always wanting to make sure everyone gets what they came for and yet his team never quite seems to be able to properly calculate how long that takes. Lando doesn’t blame them, he’s witnessed it firsthand enough to know how unintentionally chaotic it usually ends up being.
Sending a thumbs up he walks back out of the bathroom and decides to sit on the queen sized bed. He fidgets for a few moments before laughing a little hysterically at his own ridiculousness, settling in the middle he picks up his phone again to scroll instagram while he waits.
The first thing popping up is the first part of Daniel’s interview and Lando would roll his eyes if he wasn’t so helplessly charmed with the way the other gets flustered and laughs as the audience confirms that yes he is very good looking. He watches it a couple more times before hearing footsteps in the hallway with a familiar loud laugh coming through the door.
Lando doesn’t feel panicked until there’s a beep from the card and the door is opening, the situation only now hitting him and the possible consequences of this making it a little hard to breathe.
Daniel doesn’t see him at first which helps somehow, the other opens the door and waves back -probably at Blake- before closing it with a low thud. He removes his jacket and throws it on the chair next to his suitcase. Lando has a brief moment to truly appreciate the look he’s left with, the white shirt still near indecently unbuttoned with those necklaces on display highlighting the tan he’s gotten from his time at home no doubt.
Lando swallows again as his eyes trail down those form fitting pants, lingering a little on the butt he’s only had the pleasure of having his hands on in joking settings. When he looks back up he mourns the flattened curls at the back of the other’s head before Daniel finally turns his way.
They both freeze when their eyes meet, Lando couldn’t say whose eyes are wider and he curses his inability to play it cool when it matters once more.
“Surprise?” he finally says once he feels like he’s regained his footing so to speak and it seems to break Daniel from his frozen state.
“Bear.” the other sighs like a prayer and Lando feels a blush bloom across his face but Daniel is on him before he gets to be embarrassed. Straddling his lap without an ounce of hesitation and putting his arms around Lando’s shoulders for a hug they both desperately need. Lando let’s his arms wrap around that slim waist and pulls him closer, feeling near drunk with the smell of Daniel’s cologne. He’s home again…
“Hi.” he giggles eventually and Daniel pulls back, not moving from his lap just sitting up enough for them to properly see each other. The smile he sports is blinding, making Lando’s heart skip a beat, he can’t remember anyone else ever looking at him like this.
“Hi.” Daniel whispers back and it’s perfect it really is, Lando would live in this moment forever if he could. At least he thinks so until those slender fingers move from his shoulder up into his curls, gently combing through them the way Daniel would sometimes do when they hugged or cuddled. Lando can’t help the way his eyes roll back in pleasure and the giggle coming from in front of him assures him it was expected.
“I missed you,” he murmurs, keeping his eyes closed and whining when the movement in his hair stops. He starts worrying he might be testing his luck but Daniel doesn’t show any sign to move away so he tries to focus on that.
“I missed you too.” is whispered in his ear and the younger shivers, the sensation doubling when there’s a slight tug at the hair on the back of his head and his eyes shoot open on reflex.
Daniel has leaned back again, clearly having an inner discussion with himself, probably trying to do what Lando has been doing the entirety of their last year as teammates. Before the other can go down the road of “we will only ever be platonic let's not push it” Lando makes a move.
He moves his hands up Daniel’s side never losing contact while they make their way up into the tragically flattened curls he’d admired earlier. He runs his hands through them, trying his best to fluff them back up and Daniel smiles again softly, tilting his head back to let Lando work.
When he’s happy with his work Lando puts his hands on the other’s face, swiping his thumbs back and forth gently and adoring the way Daniel leans into that too. The inner turmoil seemingly forgotten.
“Can I kiss you?” there it is, Lando inhales sharply at his own low tone. Forcing himself not to close his eyes when the nerves from before reappear and instead focusing on the solid weight in his lap. Daniel stills for a split second and looks at him, those honey browns searching for something he must find pretty quickly because he nods rapidly and then they’re kissing.
There’s a loud groan that Lando honestly can’t tell the source of but he doesn’t care. Their lips move together like puzzle pieces slotting together, soft and sweet and incredible. Lando has a second to think it can’t get better than this and then Daniel gently prods his mouth open with his tongue and all his thoughts melt out his ears.
They make out for a while, hands roaming each other’s bodies frantically as mutual pent up desire and want makes itself known. Daniel grinds down at one point and Lando whimpers and uses his body weight to flip them over. Hovering above Daniel he admires his work, the other’s eyes are lust blown and his lips are a little swollen and glistening, he looks debauched and Lando wants to keep him that way forever.
“Fuck I’ve missed you,” there’s so much he wants to say but that’s all he can get out, Daniel gets it though, letting out a breathless laugh before pulling him in for another rough kiss.
“Missed you too, so much.” he moans against Lando’s lips and that’s the last full sentence either of them speaks for a while. They’ll talk about everything later, figure out how to move forwards with the change in relationship but for right now all that matters is getting to know each other in a way they haven’t let themselves before. New York really is what dreams are made of.