*^ Landoscar one shots ^*

Sorry for any spelling mistakes as usual and I really hope that you enjoy this just as well as my other Landoscar books

Sorry I made carlos a knob

Oscar - bottom
Lando - top
(As per usual with me you will find a lot of mine are where Oscar is a bottom)

‼️SMUT‼️

ANYWAYS ENJOY ❤️

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When lando walked into the MCT, he didn't expect to be dragged into Zak's office, he and Andrea's was staring at him, like they were wondering how he would take what they were going to say. And he was right, the both other men were wondering what lando would say to them.

"Lando..we have you a new assistant, his name is Oscar," Zak spoke up first. Lando shifted on his feet, "ok..? Why though?" He asked, folding his arms finally. "So you can stay on top of your timings, since your always late, actually you'll be meeting him today," Andrea's answered.

Lando shrugged, "ok..whatever I guess, what time exactly?"

"Uhh, around one, ish..I think, so be here for like quarter past yeah?" Zak said, clasping his hands together. Lando nodded and then exited the room.

Why would he need an assistant? He wasn't always late, he just hoped that Oscar wasn't a bastard or something because if he was the person who he had to deal with after a race or something, he didn't want to be dealing with an idiot who would just piss him off more.

At least Carlos would be in the MCT today anyways.

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Finally it was one, he'd been chatting to Carlos near enough all day about this lad and how he hoped he wasn't an arse. Also about the fact he didn't need an assistant.

He stormed into Zak's office again at quarter past like he'd been asked to, the American was sat at his chair with a brown haired boy opposite him, who spun around in the chair at his arrival.

Of course it was the one person in the whole of McLaren he didn't like. Fucking Oscar piastri, of course.

Lando shook his head and looked at Zak, "you didn't tell me it was him?" He snapped, Zak sighed, "he's not going to kill you lando, just.. can't you just get along with him for once?"

Oscar looked quite small from where he was sitting, it made lando smirk at himself. "Fine.. but if he's an absolute idiot, you can have him back," he muttered.

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(I'm sorry I time skip a lot also Carlos is at McLaren still)

Finally it was the first race, Bahrain. The only thing lando had done is complain about Oscar, who had to follow him around with a tablet and note down everything lando had and has done already.

It was media day and Oscar was stood leaning against a ledge in the garage next to John. Oscar was writing things on the tablet with one of the sensor pen things. Lando strolled over and nudged him, just to piss him off.

The pen fell out of his hands to which he groaned and looked at lando with an annoyed look. "What is your issue, seriously?" Oscar said and bent down to get it. Lando tried to ignore the way he looked at Oscar's arse. John also looked at him disapprovingly.

"What do I have to do first then mr assistant? Do you call me Mr Norris to?" Lando asked smugly. Oscar rolled his eyes, "no..I don't, I call you lando like any normal person would, also you have a meeting to go to first, with Zak, Andreas, Carlos and a few other important people that I can't be bothered to name," Oscar looked at him and put the tablet down on the ledge he was leaning on next to John.