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Disappointment and shame. That is what Lando feels, walking into McLaren’s motorhome, not giving any consideration to his team members. Even, trying his best to ignore them, he can sense their gaze on him and the way their sour scent increase at his sight. They, too, must be so frustrated and down after his failure. His first win, it was so close to him and at the end of the race, he got nothing. Apart from this terrible feeling of disgrace that seemed to break his heart even more.
No tears felled down when he got out of his car, alike when his mates looked at him. He wanted to run to them so bad, though it was not possible. Unfortunately, work come first, especially when his favorite Spaniard got 3rd place at Sochi Grand Prix. Therefore, he decided to run away from them, omitting the calling of his beloved teammate. He was not brave enough to came across any of them. Not after this disaster, at least.
He loved them both so much that he could not support their thoughts about him being a loser. It was humiliating enough for him. He did not need any derogatory comments about his capacity of driving a car, or even his nonentity in general. The Brit was used to being dragging down, but never in his life he thought about being a disappointment for his mates. And yet, it is what he was. A complete loser. An omega failure.
People were right about him. He did not belong in Formula 1. Alphas said horrible things about him, and gosh they were right all along. He did not deserve to have a seat, meanwhile more talented racers struggle to make their entry in this difficult world.
He could hear footsteps running behind him and his named being called, nevertheless, he paid not attention to it and hurried to lock himself in his personal room. Fingers on the handle, he can smell Daniel’s scent behind the door and hears his voice muttering sweet pet names.
“Lando.” Concern, it is what the Brit, can discern through the Australian’s word. “Baby, I just want to know if you are okay.” The younger man sighs. It seems that he was not doing this terrible after all, might as well add a bit of guilt.
Tears started rolling down his cheeks at the fact of being a burden to his mates. Of course, they will be worried about him, they always are. His two lovely alphas have better things to worry about, and still, Lando worries them. As always. He was such a burden for them. His heart started to hurt at that through as his legs failed to carry him. Weak, it was what his body was at the exact moment. He let himself be dragged to the floor, his back laying against the door. No longer having the strength to get to his feet or even answer Daniel, he brought his knees to his chest, resting his head on them.
“I will be in the pack room if you need me.” The older says before turning around, leaving the McLaren motorhome.
Silence. That is what Lando wanted the most. The calm was something that really help him to get steadier even if dark thoughts came to his mind. He hated being seen vulnerable, and Daniel knew when and how coming back to him. The omega just needed some minutes away from the noise and further from the crowd. The most important thing to do now, was being able to calm himself, not walking to excited people.
It was essential for Lando to take his time, even if he knows that he has some interviews to do, although Zak will leave him alone to not disturbing him even more. The driver was grateful for having a team so patient and caring about his mental health and his well-being.
Tears were still rolling down his cheeks as his heartbeat kept increasing, making his breathing erratic. Shady thoughts were invading his mind, not helping the poor boy at all, but he was going to be fine. As always.
Just some more minutes away from everyone and everything.
Walking into the pack room, Daniel could not stop thinking about Lando, afraid about all the negative thoughts going on, in the little one’s head. Smiling at the other drivers, he sat down on the corner of the couch, next to George. Nobody was talking, too absorbed by the podium being broadcasted on the television. Like everybody, the Australian reported his attention to the media, watching his other mate getting on the podium. The Spaniard was smiling so wide that he got him to grin at his boyfriend. Seeing how happy he was, made his heart flutter, even if on the other hand, their omega was clearly depressed. He hated leaving him in this kind of state, but he clearly knew, that their younger mate needed time for himself. He would come to them, when he will feel ready to.
“How is Lando holding up ?” Daniel reported his attention to George, leaving the sight of his favorite Spaniard covered in champagne, to answer the Brit. It seems that Alex was interested as well, by the way he leans on the beta side. “He is not doing well at the moment.” He says, noticing his mate getting off the podium, meaning in any minute now, he will be there. “He needed some space, but eventually he will come back to us.”
Daniel hoped that their omega will comes to them and not sink on self-hate like he used to before they started dating. Doubting himself was a common thing for him back in the days. He could go for an entire day, blaming his skills and intelligence for literally nothing. Fortunately, with their help, Lando built some confidence and never hesitated to go to them if he was not doing well. And the Australian knew that their baby omega will comes to them after calming down.
The two friends kept talking about how the course went for them while Daniel’s attention move to Carlos who just enter the room. The older man barely had time to get up before the Spaniard wrapped him in his arms, hugging him tight against his chest. Not expecting such an outpouring of affection, he laughs whilst being peppering kisses all over his face.
“Geez, get a room.” Daniel chuckled as Carlos threw his cap at Charles, who keep mocking them by imitating them. “Some of us are still very single.”
It amused all the drivers present in the room, knowing well that the Monegasque was crushing hard on Pierre. And everyone knew that this was reciprocated, apart from the two concerned.
“Don’t be such a mood killer and go get kisses from a certain French driver.” Charles blushed at his teammate’s words, before leaving the room full of men laughing at his misery.
Daniel gently cupped Carlos’s face, stroking his cheeks and leaning his forehead against his. Sweet words were whispering as well as loving kissing were shared between the two of them.
“Congratulations on your podium.” Daniel says, praises him with a long and sweet kiss, demonstrating how proud of him he was.
“Thank you, mi corazón” The Spaniard gave him a last peck on the lips before releasing his lover of his tight embrace.
Drivers came to Carlos one by one, congratulating him on his race, and even if he was happy about it, something was missing. Or someone, to be more precise. He scanned the entire room, trying to find their little one, without much success. The Ferrari seemed confused by his absence, and even more on why Daniel had left him alone. He knew that, sometimes, Lando needed space, however, for him, it was not the best idea.
“How is Lando doing ?” It gets Daniel to shrugged, not knowing the state of their younger mate since he left him minutes ago. “You don’t know ?” By the look of his lover, the Australian knew that he was starting to get annoyed.
Carlos mumbled something before leaving the room, walking hurriedly towards McLaren’s motorhome, ignoring the footstep behind him. Knowing perfectly that it was Daniel running to him.
“How could you leave him alone ?” The Ferrari driver sound outraged by the decision of his older mate while Daniel was confused by his sudden behavior.
“You wanted me to overwhelm him ?” He scoffed, getting up to Carlos.
No answer from his favorite Spaniard and it annoyed him a little bit, not liking the accusatory tone of his lover.
“No, but checking on him, is not that hard, I think.” Daniel rolled his eyes at his remark and grabbed his wrist firmly.
“You know how he gets when we’re suffocating him”
Carlos breaks free from his grip, shushing him by a sign of the hand.
“Whatever.”
A sigh escaped Daniel’s mouth whilst Carlos continued walking towards their omega room. Wanting nothing more than to see if Lando was doing okay after his terrible end of race. He will be more relaxed, making sure he was safe. He knew, he wasn’t being rational now but knowing his omega was in pure distress makes him act like a total fool. Even with his older mate. He could not control his feelings making him looks like a crazy man. One moment he was euphoric and minutes after, he was worried sick.
They barely had time to put a foot inside the McLaren’s motorhome, that Jon’s bumps into them. He seemed to be in a hurry and the look on his face was clearly not reassuring for neither of the alphas. Calming himself at the view of the drivers, he sighed in relief. But despite the alleviation of Lando’s trainer, Carlos and Daniel knew that something was off concerning their omega.
“Thank god.” Confusion spread onto the alpha’s faces. “Do you know where Lando is ?”
After some long minutes of crying and under estimation, the Omega was ready to leave his room and join the other drivers of his pack. He needed to get to his mates immediately, he wanted their arms around his body and their scent on him. He was feeling so lonely here that the urge to be wrapping in a comforting hug surpassed his need of solitude. Lando got up hardly, his legs were kind of sore because of the race and he felt quite dizzy. Not having eat and either drink since morning.
So, as the need to have something in his stomach and being surrounded by the other drivers, he left the motorhome. Reassuring his team that he was feeling better even if he knew that in the darkness of the night, he will get doubts and lack of confidence over himself. A few of them greeted him with smiles and some patted him gently on his head, ruffling his hair at the same time. Walking peacefully, Lando could feel gazes lingering on him, surely because he released some distress scent. Even, if he was doing better than minutes ago. This fact made him uncomfortable, and he increased the pace, not wanting to come across a wicked alpha. Outside of Mclaren's team and his pack, he was very careful around alphas, not being at ease with them. To be honest, he feared them, because nobody could tell what was really going on, in their head.
Walking through the paddock, he could see out of the corner of his eye someone started following him. Maybe he was dreaming, but he preferred to continue marching as if nothing had happened. The sooner he gets to his mates, the better he will be. He ignored the unfamiliar man while trying to calm his senses to avoid gathering more people over him. Nobody seems to notice that something was odd, so Lando though that he was dreaming. Maybe the lack of everything was getting the best of him and made him imagine nonsense thing.
Unfortunately for the Brit, all of it became way too much real when his wrist was grabbed violently, and his body jerked into the wall. A scream left his lips at the pain that got through his spine, desperately trying to get out of the alpha’s grip. This was not the opinion of the stranger since he pressed his body against hers. Imprisoning him between himself and the wall, with no possibility of escape. This was not the opinion of the stranger since he pressed his body against his. Imprisoning him between himself and the wall, with no possibility of escape.
Lando wanted to scream, yell for someone to help him, to take this horrible alpha away from him. Unfortunately, nobody was there to rescue him, since the alpha took him to an empty place where no one goes. No one, except this angel fallen from the heaven, which was Michael, Daniel’s trainer. For the umpteenth time of the day, tears escaped Lando’s eyes, relieved to have been found.
Michael grabbed the assaulter by the back of his shirt, taking him away from the omega with a strength that surprised Lando. He knew that the alpha was strong, even more than Daniel but actually, he never saw the trainer used it. So, seeing him in this state made him panicked a little, especially when he tackled him to the ground, a hand on his neck to make him submit. Growling when the unknown man tried hitting him and kicking him.
This excessive violence was too much for the little omega, a desperate whimper left his trembling lips while his legs were fighting to not give up. The wall was the only support that keep him up, not having the strength to move anymore. The Brit watched the scene before him, helpless, prying that someone could come stop this madness.
“Lando !” The scream came from his right and at the sight of his pack omega, his legs gave out, relief drawn all over his face. “Pup !” Sebastian screamed, catching his little protegee, preventing him from falling onto the ground.
“Are you okay ?” He asked, cupping gently his face between his hands, strolling his skin with his thumbs.
The Brit was too overwhelmed to answer and for a second, Sebastian was afraid of what the alpha did to the baby of the pack. Checking silently if he was not injured, he knew that the only response he will have, was the gloom gloomy eyes that gazed back at him. Softly kissing his forehead, he pulled him against his chest, holding him tight when he heard him sobbed in the crook of his neck.
“I got you.” He murmured, walking away from the scene to avoid getting the omega more distress that he already was.
Lando could hear footsteps, screams, growls while they tried to get the assaulter out. The Brit did his best to ignore all of this and rubbed his nose against Sebastian’s skin, to calm his nerves. He always found comfort in his pack omega’s scent and since he doesn’t have his mates near him, it was the only way to calm him.
The older man let him, marching slowly to get to the pack room where Lando will find the support that he needed. Hoping that Daniel and Carlos were there and not bickering elsewhere. Their omega didn’t need to hear them argue, especially for dumb reasons, as like minutes ago.
“Lando.” Charles squealed, approaching him slowly to not scared him.
He and the Monegasque omega were close, Lando perfectly knew that Charles will never raise his hand to him. And he was right, when the Ferrari driver started to gently caress his curls, making him purr weakly. The other members of the pack seemed concerned and wanted to get to their pup to make sure he was okay, but they knew he needed some calm.
Lazily, he freed himself from Sebastian’s embrace, begging for Charles arms, holding out his own towards him. The Monegasque could never reject the little omega so in less than a minute, Lando was buried against his chest. Purring from the constant petting and kissing.
“Do you want to go to the nest ?” It was Yuki who asked Lando, but to be honest, the Brit just wanted to go home with his mates.
He wished that they were here with him. He needed to be scent by them and to be reassured that everything will be fine.
“I just want my alphas.” He whined, feeling sorry to be rude with the other pack’s members.
Not that he doesn’t wanted to be with them, no of course not. But today was too much for him to handle, and it was necessary for his well-being to go home. He was so tired of crying and fighting his emotions. Sobbing against the neck of Charles, he paid no attention to the sudden hurriedly footsteps, preferring to be pampered by the Monegasque and their pack’s omega. Until, he smelled these particular scents that could drive him crazy.
Being aware that his mates were not far, he gently pushed back Charles, turning himself over the door. Ready to curl up in their comforting arms. Unfortunately for him, it was different when he suddenly felt destabilized by their smells. It was not uncommon for them to feel angry but at this very moment, it was something else. Not something common.
“You are really something else.” Growled Carlos, walking into the pack room without realizing that Lando was there, too much preoccupied by his bickering with Daniel.
“You are the one to talk, between us, who is the one who abandoned him and didn't speak to him for months ?” Daniel retorted, venom in his voice.
Imagining the worst, Sebastian positioned himself protectively in front of Lando, preventing him from approaching the two alphas. They didn't seem to pay attention to their surroundings, far too busy swinging horrors in their faces. It was rare to see those two argue, but when it came to the well-being of their omega, they were out of control.
“It was years ago ! You need to stop dwelling on the past.”
“Not when you lecture me and tell me I don't pay attention to our omega when you were the worst alpha for our baby !” Daniel could no longer contain his anger. “Do you even truly love me and Lando ?”
Lando's heart sank at Daniel's question. All this brought back bad memories that he absolutely wanted to forget. They had gone through a lot of hardships before officially mating and the young omega thought the bad times were behind them. He was probably wrong… Did his alphas really love each other ?
“What are you implying ?” There was hurt in Carlos’s tone and Lando’s felt his heart break a little bit more.
“That’s exactly what I thought.”
Lando didn't understand how the situation could have degenerated so much between his two alphas and above all, if everything was going to be fine for them.
“Enough.” It was Lewis that stopped the conversation between his two mates, afraid that they were going to physically attack each other. “I think you need to take the pressure off and talk again when you calm down.”
A cry of distress escaped Lando as he desperately clung to Sebastian's t-shirt. Unable to contain his emotions, he began to sob while remaining hidden behind the face of their omega pack.
It was only then that Carlos and Daniel realized that Lando was with them and that he had overheard their conversation.
“Cariño.” Carlos whispered, trying to get to Lando, but Lewis blocked his way.
“Lewis, please, let us be with our omega. Daniel begged him, he just wanted to be sure that their baby was alright.
“Not now.” He said, crossing his arms over his chest. “When you calm down and work out your problems, maybe I'll let you see him. For now, you leave him alone. I would not accept that he suffers because of his alphas, he does not deserve this kind of treatment.”
“You can’t take him away from us.” Carlos tried one more time to get to his baby omega.
Lewis growled at the Spaniard to make him understand that his pleas would be useless. He had made his decision and for the good of the three concerned, he was not going to back down. It was decided.
“I will only let you see him when you have made up your mind to understand that it is not only about you but also about Lando and all of us.”
Lando couldn't help but squeal as his scent spread throughout the room, showing how much he was suffering from this situation. But he couldn't do anything. He couldn't go against his pack alpha's orders because he knew it was for their good. And yet, it was torture to see his two alphas leave the room, while giving him pained looks.
“Sorry Lando, but it is for the better.” Sebastian said by whipping his tears away.
“You can stay with me, if you want. I don’t want you to be alone.” Charles said while taking him in his arms, rubbing delicately his back.
The Brit nodded, too weak for even thinking about answering the Monegasque. He just wanted to sleep and wake up from this nightmare. What had he done to deserve all this ? He closed his eyes and let himself be cradled in Charles's arms, trying to forget the pain that was stabbing his heart.
“Carlos, Daniel.” He cried his heart out.
What was going to happen to them?
Was it all over?
He could hear his heart breaking as he collapsed into Charles's arms.