*^ Landoscar one shots ^*

* loud af crickets*

I hope you lot enjoyed my other 5+1 cause here's another-
However this one's a bit happier :D

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1.

Lando often fell asleep in weird places, it was no shock to anyone in the McLaren hospitality. He was always sprawled out over couches or chairs, never actually in his own drivers room sleeping, where its most peaceful.

No.

Never there.

However, Oscar was never far away from him either. Always somewhere around lando, almost like he was guarding him, watching him sleep. It was sometimes a little creepy. However, it was handy knowing that if Lando was asleep, you can shot to the both of them at once and not have to dig around for the other.

This was one of those days.

Lando was sprawled out on one of the couches, Oscar was laid on the floor next to him, looking up at his phone. Lando was snoring his ass off, echoing through the hospitality. Lando was lucky the mechanics were in a meeting with Zak, and some staff.

Oscar scrolled aimlessly, sounds coming from his phone from where he was scrolling on Instagram and TikTok.

Suddenly, Lando's foot swings off the side of the couch, almost hitting Oscar in the face, he huffs, he decides to switch positions. His face is no longer near the 'kick zone' of Lando's legs. Instead, he's facing the same was as Lando.

Oscar was honestly quite comfy on the floor, huffing into the not often quietness of the hospitality. He looked over at Lando, who was dangerously hanging off the couch.

Oscar just smiled, laughing. He tucks his arm behind his head, resting on it as he looks up at the way too fancy lights.

A few minutes later, Oscar's eyes drift shut, he sighs softly. Theres soft music playing, there always is. And it's the perfect lull to sleep Oscar needs.

Just as he's about to drift off, lando shifts on the couch, and suddenly, there's a heavy weight on top of Oscar. landing on top of him fucking hard. What the fuck.

"Oof," Oscar huffed, his eyes flinging open. Lando's on top of him, Lando's just fallen off the fucking couch on top of him,

How the fuck?

Oscar's face is dangerously close to Lando's, however, he needs to wake Lando. If the older wakes up like this Oscar's pretty sure Lando will either:
1- have a heart attack
Or
2- smack Oscar so hard he doesn't even remember his own fucking name.

So, therefore, he's waking lando up.

"Uh- lando," Oscar said softly, Trying not to wake him so suddenly. He shakes the boys shoulder a little.

Lando mumbled, settling back into sleep.

Oscar huffs, "Lando, wake up," he says again, a little more firmly.

That seems to wake Lando up, his head shoots up, hitting Oscar's own head. Lando lowers his head, groaning.

And suddenly their lips are pressed together. Oscar hummed loudly, unsure of what to do.

It's over before lando registers is, "I'm so sorry!" He shouts, scrambling off Oscar, almost like kicking him in the balls.

"Jesus mate, no need to scramble like that, you almost kicked my dick, mate," Oscar huffed,

"I'm sorry- I didn't mean to, I'm sorry!" Lando says over and over, he's on his knees infront of Oscar, who's still laid down on the floor, hand over his pants where Lando's knee had inconveniently landed.