*^ Landoscar one shots ^*

Sort of magical?? If that's what u wanna call it then sure

It kind of is I guess

Non driver au 😫

A bit of carlando 😀
Background lestappen implied

🤍- fluff
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In max and Charles opinion, it was obvious Oscar loved lando.

And they had finally prompted Oscar to man up and get on with it. Which what Oscar was about to do.

The two of them were sat alone in a room, a party going on outside. They both needed some air and decided they should have a little break from all the chaos. So they had found a little closed off room without someone either having sex or in the middle of a make out sesh inside.

Which was honestly both a task and victory at hand when they succeeded in finding an empty room. It had a good view as well, big glass balcony doors that faced the city and the moonlight.

Oscar honestly had no ideas who's house it was, lando had just invited him to tag along. But who ever it was they were clearly rich.

"Lando..can I tell you something..?" The Aussie muttered, the Brit nodded, "well-"

"Lando!" A Spanish voice rattled, "Carlos!" The Brit said back, getting up and running to hug the other man and jumped into his arms. Oscar looked down out of jealousy, he looked up again only to see the other two kissing.

At that point he took that as his leave.

He heard lando say his name as he closed the door but he didn't look back.

He couldn't.

Not with tears streaming down his face.

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Now he was sat on his bed, max and Charles sat on two chairs opposite him. "I swear we didn't know Oscar, we're so sorry," max said, trying to calm the Aussie down. But instead made it worse, "why would he keep it from me?" He said between sobs. "Maybe it was a new thing Oscar, we don't know," Charles said.

Oscar's sobs got a little louder, his chest seeming to close up. Yet he somehow managed to calm down enough to speak again, and gain the confidence to look at the two men infront of him.

Oscar finally lifted his face from where it was laying on his knees, the red rings around his eyes and the tear stained cheeks said everything. Oscar was pretty much heart broken. Max and Charles wanted to do something but they couldn't.

They stayed with Oscar until he was somewhat calmer, having stopping the flood of tears and thenthey bid him farewell and left. Leaving Oscar in his own thoughts.

Yet an hour or so after they left he went to sleep, hoping to just sleep away the pain and shy away from his problems.

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In the morning he was rudely awoken by something flapping. He opened his eyes to see a flash of white waddling around his room. He jumped up to see a goose. It was white but it wouldn't pass as a swan. To small. And the flippers were yellow.

It didn't seem like it wanted to hurt Oscar though. Instead it cocked its head at him, curious. Then it honked, Oscar jumped back again and got ready to throw a pillow at the poor thing.

But it flapped its wings, obviously in disapproval. Oscar got up off the bed and the goose walked around to him, managing to make it to Oscar's feet without either of them causing any harm. The Aussie reached his hand out to touch it and to his shock he was able to, the goose's head actually pushing up into his palm like a cat.