*^ Landoscar one shots ^*

^* 5 Times lando cried +1 time oscar comforted him *^

Lando nodded, not saying a word but slowly getting up, his race suit still on and hanging low around his waist.

He made his way to the engineering table, everyone sitting around it. Lando and Oscar sat next to each other to which the Aussie gave him a nice smile.

Lando struggled to give one back.

Eventually he zoned out, staring at his hands for a good 5 minutes until someone snapped him out of it.

"Lando?" His name rang through the headphones.

"Huh? Sorry what?" Lando said quickly, looking at the person who said his name.

"How did the car feel?"

"I dunno..just- it doesn't turn very well and it just- it just doesn't feel right at all.." lando said, with a mindless shrug.

After that he felt Oscar's eyes on him pretty much the whole time. He knew Oscar was most likely going to follow him out of the debrief room. So he'd have to move quickly again, forcing himself to shut Oscar out.

Even though one part of him desperately wanted Oscar's comfort, he didn't want Oscar to see him so ruined.

After they were dismissed, lando got up at the speed of light, Oscar was hot on his heels. Headphones and his own phone in his hand. He seemed to be messaging someone before Kim came up to him as he was about to shout Landos name.

Giving the Brit enough time to slip away down the hallway, taking a sharp left towards his own room.

Oscar watched with eyes full of desire, wanting to follow Lando's every move. But he was just to late and Kim caught him.

Eventually, Oscar managed to get away from Kim, jogging down the hall to see lando jsut coming out of his room. All his stuff in his hand and bag slung over his shoulder.

Started at Oscar before he gave a sort of weak smile, then he pushed past Oscar.

"Wait!- are you ok.. you don't-"

"Oscar please, I'm fine," lando said, taking in a deep breath and turning round to look at Oscar.

"You need to stop worrying about me, ok?" He added, turning back around and walking away.

Oscar stood there in the hallway, debating if he should follow lando. But he didn't, lando would come around.

Eventually.

4

Spain was hot, but it was a nice hot.

But the results lando had got, was not hot.

Fucking 17TH again, as if his race couldn't get any worse he was carrying around a problem on his car no one knew about. Well, the public didn't.

His floor was fucked to pieces for no reason at all. And he wasn't happy about it, when he got back to his drivers room, he shut the world out.

He slammed his door as Oscar was walking past, causing him to jump out of his skin and almost drop his phone on the floor.

This time Oscar didnt bother him as lando pathetically threw himself at the door and let himself break down. Mostly because Oscar knew there was no point in really trying to help him.

Lando would probably just push him away like he always did. Or maybe he would push Oscar physically away. But either way he didn't want to test it.

So he went to his own drivers room and had to unwillingly listen to the awful sobs and cried lando let out. The Brit didn't even do his media duties, everyone just left him alone, not knocking on the door.