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Lando had a teasing smile plaster onto his face as he spoke “have you ever snuck out of your house before” Oscar’s smile widened as he opened his mouth to answer “no, I was good kid growing up” they exchanged knowing glances before Oscar continued “I also left there very young so..” before he could Finish, a small zap went through his body. Lando folded over laughing at Oscar’s misery.
“Who did you go see?” Lando had asked, Oscar giggled.
Lando took a deep breath, ready to present. Oscar stood at the opposite side of the projector screen as he beautifully flew through his half of the presentation, it was amazing if Lando was being honest but he would never admit it.
It was quite embarrassing if Lando was anyone else but it took a lot to get Lando embarrassed so it wasn’t huge that Oscar was a sophmore and Lando was a senior. They had been taking stats together and Oscar had been the youngest person in the class.
It would be one thing if the kid was humble but every two seconds his hand would shoot up to answer and ask questions and was just an overall suck up. Lando smirked as he remembered piastri’s expression when the teacher called their names together for the pair presentations.
He seemed to bristle up like a cat who had just got water dumped on him. It was rather cute having him all worked up over a small presentation and lando smugly grinned. The grin had lasted about a second before the teacher decided to make the due date in two days.
The problem was that Lando had two big games back to back for the next two days which would make it impossible to complete his half by the time it was due. An idea had sparked in his mind just then, he’d just make Oscar do it.
That night Lando watched as Oscar’s eyelids drooped, exhaustion finally catching up to him. He brushed his hand through Oscar’s sweaty scalp as Oscar nuzzled his nose deeper into the crook of Lando’s neck, Lando’s grip tighter around Oscar waist as his other hand moved from Oscar’s hair to caressing his cheek.
“hey, Piastri… you don’t mind doing my slides for me right?” Lando tried to make his tone light to trick Oscar into accepting. Oscar’s eyelids fluttered again as be somehow got even closer “fuck no” Oscar sleepily replied. Ofcourse, Lando shouldn’t have assumed he’d make it easy for him.
“Railed you into oblivion and nothing in return?” Lando smugly asked feigning a sigh “your lucky I let your annoying ass anywhere near me” Oscar said sleepily “cmon Piastri, just do them for me since you’re so smart or whatever” Lando smiled to himself at the absurdity of the situation.
This had all started a few months ago when the the tennis courts got damaged by a storm so the junior varsity had to have drills near the football field. Lando and Oscar had known each other since they were kids, they were two of the few students who karted and often had to take the same busses and planes. Lando was still in the McLaren driver program while Oscar was competing in junior categories and thriving.
Lando had always been slightly envious of the boy, he’d been insane in karting. Lando himself never went against him but his buddy max.F had raced with him and he’d watched how Piastri drives, it was mental.
While Lando was considerably ahead of him in his racing career, he’d never found that perfect balance between academics, sports and racing. Oscar somehow had it all.
The school required each student to do an in school sport which is why Lando did football and Oscar was on varsity tennis, they hadn’t spoken much to eachother until they had a argument in debate club over some random shit. If Lando was being honest he just entertained the argument to piss Oscar off.
Ever since, Lando made it his mission to constantly fuck with Oscar every chance he got.
So when Junior varsity was doing drills near the football field, Oscar happened to be managing them, being an experienced player in tennis. Lando had vaguely gave them a once over and almost forgot they were even there after the brutal drill they had just completed in football practice.
Lando entered the locker room to retrieve his shoes he’d left in there. The room was seemingly empty as Lando entered the row of lockers where his stood. A movement suddenly caught the corner of Lando’s eye as he reached for the lock of his locker.
Hah, paistri was here. He didn’t seem to notice Lando being there yet, he was shoving things into his duffel bag from his locker. Lando’s eyes landed on piastris dorm keys on his keychain.
It had been hastily tossed aside, far enough where if Lando was careful, he’d take it without being caught. Later on Lando would admit that he did this just to annoy Oscar, so when he quietly reached for the keys, he grabbed the part where the loop met the key itself to minimize the jingling and stuffed it in his pocket.
He turned back to his locker as he quietly waited for Piastri to notice. Sure enough, he watched him pat his pockets, do a 360 and look under three benches before speaking. “Norris, you seen my keys?” Lando almost felt bad, but he only smirked and leaned back against the lockers.
“maybe” as he deliberately passed his had by his pocket, making the keys softly jingled in his pocket. “Give em back!” Oscar whined as he stepped closer “no” lando said casually.
They were now a foot apart, face to face when Oscar’s hands lifted to Lando’s shoulders as he pushed him further the lockers. Lando didn’t even flinch as Oscar’s hands returned to his own sides with a fury in his eyes. He had definitely thought Lando would get scared and give it back.
“so cute” Lando said teasingly as Oscar’s expression flickered from pure hot anger to a slight confusion “what?!” And by the time he’d said that, Lando’s mouth was on his.
it was hard to say why Lando had done that and even harder to say why he’d chosen that exact moment but when Oscar didn’t pull away, he took that and ran with it.
Lando won’t disclose any incriminating information but let’s just say ever since then, there was nothing innocent going on in any supply closet, empty classroom, bathroom stall and empty locker rooms.
They had still hated each other, don’t get then wrong but there was that thrill of doing something that should be wrong but feels so right.
So standing infront of the entire class, the slide changed to what should have been Lando’s segment as Lando prepared To read off of whatever Oscar had written. He honestly didn’t even check or go over it once prior to this, even when Oscar told him he should . Suddenly a photo of Lando during his half bald era filled the screen as students began to giggle.
Lando blinked and turned to Oscar with a horrified expression as that bastard smirked and raised both his brows. The next slide played and it was another equally horrific photo of Lando that deserved to be lit on fire and erased from everyone’s memory if it was up to Lando.
After class Lando approached Oscar, seething. “What the fuck, you deranged idiot!” Oscar looked up from where he was crouched on the ground tying his shoelaces, his eyes were wide with feigned innocence and his lips glistened. All angry thoughts had suddenly evaporated form Lando’s head, why was he here again?.
That night, Lando couldn’t feel a moment of peace. He needed some relief.
Piastri
come over 😉
no, when have we ever went to dorms. Plus it’s late.
Ugh should’ve known you were a suck up even when it came to dorm rules
we both live in singles mate I’m coming over.
The expression on Oscar’s face when he opened the door to see Lando at 12:34 in the night was priceless.
After, Oscar’s head rested on Lando’s chest and his leg was half sprawled over Lando’s while Lando’s arm had snaked it way around Oscar’s waist. They had still been panting when Oscar asked his question.
“why is this the first time we’ve came to dorms? It’s so much easier than the supply closet” his voice was still raspy from all the screaming he was doing.
“I dunno, you were the one who was all weird about it” Lando shrugged the shoulder Oscar was merging with.
soon, Lando had to leave so he’d be able to wake up for first period the next day. He was weirdly hesitant and it was clear Oscar was too. In the end, Lando left with a kiss to Oscar’s forehead and cheek.
It was another one of those days where the tennis courts had something going on. This time, the varsity girls team needed all the courts so it left the jv girls with Oscar to coach them.
They were once again, near the football field where Lando had just gotten done running up and down the field ten times at full speed. His vision was green and blurry as he heaved, he swayed in his steps as he approached the general direction of where his waterbottle was when he collided with something.
“ow!” Oscar’s voice filled his ears and he looked forward to see Oscar’s annoyed expression as he rubbed at his arm. “Move over Piastri” as Lando pushed him to the side.
The push had came out harder than intended as Lando’s head snapped back to Oscar’s direction when he heard the sound of shoes skidding against the track and watched Oscar stumble back and fall on his arm while still grasping his racket.
Lando watched as his face scrunched up in pain and the JV girls gathered around him. The main coach made her way to Oscar and a young girl had begun explaining to her what had happened.
She had told the coach that Lando tripped and Oscar fell as a result of that. Lando was grateful it had looked like that.
The door opened to a sleep deprived, unimpressed Oscar with a cast over his wrist. Lando sheepishly grinned as Oscar stepped to the side to let him in. Oscar was in a oversized hoodie and pajama pants, Lando had never seen him so helpless with his broken wrist.
Lando had felt terrible, he truly didn’t mean to injure Oscar even a bit. So when Oscar left the hospital, Lando texted him that he was coming over.
Lando brought a little stuffed frog plushie he’d seen at the shop, as well as Oscar’s favorite chocolates. That was the least he could do after that.
so they sat on Oscar’s bed, propped up against the pillows, legs under the blanket as the computer rested atop Lando’s legs. Lando hadn’t focused on the movie at all, just focusing on the way Oscar’s eyes fluttered shut and open as he fought to stay awake. It was about 11:25 pm now and they had been on a movie marathon. It was weird since they only talked when they were arguing, exchanging jabs, or fucking. Movie cuddles weren’t exactly included but neither of them particularly minded.
Lando eventually felt the soft breathing against his neck as Oscar fell asleep with his head resting on Lando’s shoulder.
Lando had smiled as he used one hand to close the computer and set it into the nightstand, then carefully lowering Oscar to rest his head on the pillows.
Lando hesitated before wrapping his arms round him and closing his eyes too.
Lando had realized, he’d truly liked Oscar. It was weird to even think because ne never thought he’d even feel an ounce of affection towards Piastri but he knew it just wasn’t possible. They couldn’t be anything past what they were now, and even that would end soon.
Oscar was aware of the fact that Lando had sighed onto the told of an official driver for McLaren for the 2019 season so he’d likely have to drop out middle of this year for preparation. Oscar was aware they had limited time and so was Lando, but oh how he wishes he could say something.
When Lando is in f1, he won’t have time for a relationship, let alone with something Lando is certain would make it to f1 soon too.
Lando wished he could confess everything to Oscar, how he wished he could sleep every night with Oscar’s head resting on his shoulder but it just wasn’t sustainable.
maybe they’d be teammates some day.
Oscar raised his brows, sat across his first teammate in f1 5 years later. “well, I have snuck a friend around before” as Lando shot him a teasing glance “who was they?” Oscar prompted “who was them?” Lando continued.