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The night had settled on Tokyo. Lando and Oscar were gently cuddling on Oscar’s bed. Lando had been out for dinner with some friends but he had come back to his teammate to spend the night with him. They had started sleeping together just a few weeks earlier after a few months of flirting and a memorable night in Silverstone.
After the summer break, when they got back together in Zandvoort, Lando stayed after the sex. Without really talking about it. Naturally. Since then, they have been spending all their nights together, cuddling and sleeping better than ever.
“Oscar? What are you thinking about?” Lando asked as he stopped drawing little shapes on Oscar’s belly.
“Nothing.”
“You’re fidgeting. You never fidget.”
“It’s just…”
Oscar took a deep breath but didn’t say anything more. Lando came a bit closer to his back. He knew something was worrying Oscar.
“Tell me?”
“Why are you never touching me?” Oscar finally said, exhaling, all the words jumbled together.
“What? I’m currently big-spooning you!”
“I mean outside. In… In public.”
Lando wasn’t sure to understand what Oscar meant. They hadn’t been together for so long and it seemed evident that they couldn’t be together in public.
“Because we’re not out!”
“But you touch Carlos all the time.”
Lando finally saw where it was going.
“Oh… I see… Jealous?” he teased a bit.
Oscar turned on his back, watching the ceiling and not Lando. He was blushing a bit. Lando loves how easily his cheeks could go pink like that.
“No! I mean… There was a lot of Carlando action last weekend and…”
“And you’re jealous!” Lando teased again. “But it’s okay! You know that you’re the one I come to at the end of the day, no? Carlos is just a friend.”
“It wasn’t always the case,” Oscar grumbled still not looking at Lando. Lando had told Oscar about the drunken kisses.
“It was only one time,” Lando said, putting a little kiss on the too-tempting pink cheek.
“Hum… I still don’t know why you can touch him and not me!”
Oscar was fully pouting now. It wasn’t a sigh Lando had been blessed with often. It was so damn cute! But Lando tried to stay focused. Clearly, Oscar wanted to be reassured.
“Because if I touch you in public, I’m not sure I could stop and…”
“And?”
“And I want to keep you to myself.” Lando finally confessed. “Carlando… it’s fun, it’s a game. I don’t care what people think and that they use that name. I don’t care about it.”
“We’ve got a name, too,” Oscar said, finally turning to look at Lando.
“What?”
“Landoscar.”
Lando liked the sound of it.
“How do you know that?”
“Logan showed me the other day. Apparently, I’m a bit obvious.” So he was making fun of me.
“You?”
“When I look at you.”
Lando had noticed that. Oscar looking at him. Often, openly. But he didn’t say anything because he quite liked that. And it wasn’t like he wasn’t looking back so...
“Do… Do you want me to stop? To be more careful.” Oscar asked.
“No, I like how you look at me.”
“And what if the fans make assumptions?”
“It will be just that. Assumptions from the fans.”
Oscar nodded then and cuddled a bit closer to Lando, putting his head against Lando’s torso and putting his arms around his waist, full koala mode. That made Lando melt. He loved how open Oscar was with his affection when they were alone.
If he was honest, it was what had made him fall a bit harder. When he had awoken up, after their wild night in Silverstone, with Oscar holding him tight. But he had been a bit afraid of his feelings then. So he had never stayed the night after that. Until Zandvoort. And since then, Lando has just enjoyed cuddling with Oscar, not overthinking things.
“Lando?” Oscar's voice was a bit muffled now.
“ I know we… we aren’t going to come out and I don’t want to yet… But… I’d like to tell my family about us. My Mum knows I’m gay and… I’d like to tell her I’m seeing someone.”
“And that I’m your boyfriend?”
It was the first time they used that word. But it felt right for Lando. They hadn’t talked about what they were but he understood Oscar’s wish to share a bit of that with someone. He had nearly told Max about it.
“I… Yeah, I suppose.”
“I think I’d like to tell my family, too. And some close friends.”
“Really?” Oscar lifted his head to look at Lando.
“Yeah… I mean… it’s nearly four months now…”
“Four? Since Monaco then?
“Hum… Yeah…When we kissed.”
Lando knew that between their first kiss in his apartment and their first night together, they had had a bit of an undefined thing. Spending more time together, a half kiss in Canada, heated looks, touches… And little dates that they hadn’t called like that. But for Lando, that kiss was still the starting point.
“But we only had sex in Silverstone so… I wasn’t sure.”
“Oscar! We kissed and we went on dates before Silverstone.”
“Yeah but… I wasn’t sure you really wanted something serious at first so…”
“Hey! Stop being insecure like that! I’m not playing with you or just fooling around! I… I’d… I mean…being with my male teammate is not the easiest way to have fun you know. ”
“Oh. Yeah… I suppose.” Oscar smiled again.
“We’re hiding it well but… We are taking risks by being together and… I wouldn’t do that if… If I didn’t…”
Lando stopped abruptly when he realised what he was going to say.
“If you didn’t what, Lando?”
Of course, Oscar has noticed. And he was making his heart eyes again. And Lando was a weak man.
“If I didn’t love you.”
Oscar smiled then. A wonderful smile.
“Me, too.”
“You’re not even gonna say it?” Lando asked, putting a teasing kiss on Oscar’s nose.
“I love you, too.”
“Mint!”
Oscar kissed him then. Their best kiss ever in Lando’s mind.
“So Landoscar for the win, then?” Lando joked when they separated to catch their breath.
“Yep. We will annihilate Carlando!”