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“I don't mean to alarm you mate,” Max starts slowly. Slow in the way he's trying to conceal a laugh. “But you have daisies growing out of your hair.”
Lando freezes.
“You fucking what?”
Or: Lando gets hit with a curse, and deals with the fallout.
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“Cut it out, Lando,” Oscar hisses quietly, eyes hard as he shakes Lando’s hand off of him.
It’s a completely understandable reaction from him. If Lando was being used as a human fidget toy without his consent, he would feel the exact same way.
What isn’t understandable, however, is Lando’s own reaction over being scolded by Oscar. He can feel the embarrassed blush spreading on his skin from head to toe. There’s this weird tingling sensation that blooms from the back of his neck, coursing through his veins.
He doesn’t need a mirror to know what he must look like staring back at Oscar’s stern expression.
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Lando discovers he has a propensity for slipping into subspace when Oscar yells at him.
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02 Jul 2026
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Lando was late again, by exactly one minute.
Oscar glanced at his watch, then at him. “Late. We start tomorrow.”
That set Lando off immediately. He hissed under his breath, furious, but careful not to shout inside the library.
“By a fucking minute?!”
“Irresponsible,” Oscar said flatly, as if Lando’s outburst barely registered.
Or, Lando Norris, a fourth-year business management student and captain of the university’s soccer team, is one failure away from being benched, which could also jeopardize his graduation. Oscar Piastri, on the other hand, is a third-year medical student, top of his class, a certified nerd, and brilliant enough to tutor. A university scholar that tutors for the money.
Oscar is Lando’s tutor. Lando, used to getting away with everything, money, a stellar reputation, a name that opens doors, has never had to struggle to stay on top. Oscar despises people like him. He hates that someone can coast through life on charm and wealth while others, like him, have to work relentlessly for every scrap of success. Lando embodies everything Oscar loathes.
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“There’s more to driving than just keeping the car on track,” Lando says. “Sometimes we know things you don't.”
“Like what?” Oscar asks, as if he can’t actually believe there might be something Lando knows that he doesn’t
“Like how the track feels or the tyres or if the suspension starts to feel off?” Lando lists off. “Or we can see what some of the other cars are doing that the cameras don’t pick up. We can help make decisions that you can’t see. Because we feel them. Before your little computer does.”
“If that’s true,” Oscar starts, drawing out the words in that stupid Australian accent of his. “Then why are you always asking Will for help on the radio?”
Lando’s actually speechless for a moment.
Fuck this guy, Lando thinks, glaring at Oscar.
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Lando's the reigning world champion. Oscar's his new race engineer. They do not work together well. But they have one goal. Make Lando a back-to-back World Champion.
Cue teambuilding, radio fights, Lando and Daniel fighting for the title and Oscar and Lando learning to be a team.
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Living with your best friend was supposed to be the perfect solution to university life, but for Oscar Piastri, it’s become a daily test of endurance. Ever since Lando Norris moved into the room next door, Oscar’s peace has been replaced by a dangerous game of cat and mouse that he doesn't know how to win.
Lando is chaos in human form: walking around the apartment in tiny shorts that leave little to the imagination, sliding his hands up Oscar’s arm with unnecessary lingering, and dropping suggestive remarks that make the Australian lose his train of thought mid-lecture. From lip-biting to blunt questions about the color of his lingerie, Lando seems determined to test every single one of Oscar’s boundaries.
To Oscar, it’s all just a joke — Lando’s "slutty" personality that surely gets paraded around half the campus. What he doesn’t realize is that Lando’s audience is strictly limited to one person.
The dynamic reaches its boiling point on a quiet afternoon on the sofa. Between the curve of tight shorts and a defiant stare, Lando drops the question that brings Oscar’s world to a standstill:
"Are you a virgin?"
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