*^ Landoscar one shots ^*

YES ITS THE SONG GUYS.
I love it so much bro

❤️- smut (not really- gets cut off)
The tiniest bit of angst I can't even call it angst

Non-driver au but Oscar is a driver

Top Oscar piastri
Bottom lando Norris
IMPLIED

I HAVE NOT PROOF READ THIS SO IM SORRY IF THERE ARE ANY SENTENCES OR WORDS THAT JUST DONT MAKE SENCE 🙏

PLEASE READ THE END NOTE GUYS

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Monaco gp was mad to Oscar, so many people in one place at a time, most famous, few normal citizens.

Oscar was in the paddock and being crowded with about 60 people at a fucking time. Like one at a time people please.

He sighed a few things and took a few pictures before he was able to breathe in the home of the McLaren garage. He took a deep breath and walked through the corridor, there was a few people in the McLaren garage.

Oscar half froze, there was a lot of people, more specifically, a lot of boys. He kept his head down as some of them leaned on the counter.

One boy in particular caught Oscar's eyes, he had curly hair and piercing green eyes. He looked board through, bit of a red flag for Oscar, but he didn't mind. He still looked beautiful.

He had his race suit hanging low around his waist as he walked through the garage, leaning on the side and talking to Tom, his engineer.

"Hi Oscar," he mumbled quietly as he looked at the data. Oscar smiled at him, looking back at the boy with curly hair, he wasn't looking back, staring at the rear wing of Oscar's car actually.

"Oscar!" Tom shouted, Oscar snapped his head towards him. "What?" He said dumbly.

"I've been saying your name for like two whole minutes who are you staring at?" He asked unimpressed.

Oscar looked back, the boy had disappeared into the crowd of other people there, "Uhm..nothing, just zoned out I guess," he shrugged.

Oscar was sent over to get his helmet, sadly it was right by where all the people were standing, so everyone was watching him. Suddenly he got flustered with all the people staring at him.

Kim slid up to him, "put a smile on your face kid," he winked, Oscar laughed at him, pulling on his balaclava and then his helmet, pulling his suit on.

He could see the curly hair in the crowd of people, he wanted to know his name.

Oscar climbed into his car, adjusting literally everything on his lower half as he stood on the seat trying to get comfy until Tom shouted him again, making him look at him.

"Mate, there's some lad with curly hair staring you down," he said close to Oscar so he could hear him over the roar of liams car on the other side of the garage.

Oscar flushed into his helmet, turning to look back. Sure enough the curly haired boy was there, head leaning into his palm again. He still looked board but he was basically staring Oscar out with his stupid green eyes that Oscar oh so loved already.