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The end of the season usually excited Lando, he was always thrilled to go visit his family and mates in England for christmas.
Except for now, all he wanted to do was stay cuddled up with his Australian teammate next to him. Sure, he loved his family and mates but he also loved Oscar.
Oscar.
His teammate, Oscar.
The love of his life, Oscar.
Famous Formula One driver, Oscar.
With his silky soft wavy brown hair and sparkling chocolate eyes.
Lando couldn’t get enough of him, he couldn’t get enough of his sarcastic and witty humour. He couldn’t get enough of his smile, his laugh, his eyes, everything about Oscar was special to Lando. That’s probably why Christmas was so painful for him, he didn’t get to see Oscar until February.
He didn’t get to see his Oscar for three months.
Lando was starting to think he would go insane without him, how would he be able to live without him for three months? The question floated around his head while there was movement behind him.
Oscar stirred slightly and tightened his grip on Lando’s waist, almost as if he didn’t want to let go of him. Lando hoped he didn’t, so they could stay here forever, all cuddled up in his hotel room.
But unfortunately they had a PR meeting in an hour, and Lando really didn’t want to get yelled at again for being late.
Lando slowly tried to lift Oscar’s arm off his waist and slip out of bed, but Oscar tightened his grip on Lando. “Where are you going?” The drowsiness clear in Oscar’s voice.
“We have a PR meeting soon mate, we need to leave soon.”
“They can fuck off, I’m comfy.”
Lando let out a sigh and fell back into Oscar’s grasp, he turned over to face the Australian man. Oscar slowly opened his eyes and pulled Lando into him even more, almost as if he was trying to crush him.
“Oscaaah.” Lando whined out to Oscar. “Whaaaat?” He mimicked back to him. “We need to leave soon.” Lando huffed out. Oscar grumbled into Lando’s shoulder and tightened his grip on him.
“Come on Oscar.” Lando complained. “Oh, so you want to stop cuddling?” Oscar teased him. “No, I just mean we have to get to the meeting.” Lando mumbled to him.
“Sure, sure. You just hate cuddling with me.” Oscar continued to push at him. “Oscar! You know what I mean!” Lando whined exasperatedly.
Oscar chuckled and lifted his head up to look into Lando’s eyes. “I’m just teasing you, you muppet. Will a kiss make it better?” Lando mocked hurt at Oscar’s teasing, “No. I’m upset now.”
Oscar raised his eyebrows at him. “Really?” He could read Lando like an open book, he would never refuse a kiss. Lando ducked his head into Oscar’s shoulder.
“Maybe… a kiss would make it better,” Lando grumbled unintelligibly.
“What was that? You have to speak up.”
“Go back to bed.”
•
Lando woke up to his phone buzzing on the bedside table. He disregarded it, obviously it was just instagram from his posts earlier that day. Oscar stirred at the noise, “Landooo, turn off your phone. I don’t want to go to that stupid meeting.”
Oh fuck.
The PR meeting.
“Oscar, what’s the time?” Lando questioned, panicked. “I don’t know, we should have half an hour or something.” Oscar almost whispered to him.
“Are you sure mate? I don’t want to be late again, you remember what happened last time. Zak nearly tore out our asses.” Lando reminded Oscar.
“We’re fine, we still have time.” Lando rolled his eyes at Oscar’s lack of care and darted around the room to find a clock, unable to find one. “Let me get my phone to check the time,” Lando nudged him. “Fine, but I know we still have time.”
Oscar slowly lifted his arm off of Lando’s waist and Lando slowly rolled over to his bedside table. He picked up his phone and quickly shut his eyes after turning it on, the light being too bright for his eyes. After adjusting to the light difference, Lando looked back over to his phone.
“Mate, we were meant to be there an hour ago.”
“Fuck.”