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Summer break was one of the things Lando loved the most. Being able to relax and connect with his inner Omega without feeling threatened was the best feeling in the world. But it usually meant that he and his teammate had to be in front of the cameras a lot before they could go back home, and he hated that.
However, this season was not as complicated as any previous one. People respected him and any Omega in the area more than ever. Not even the annoying fans had insulted him or treated him badly. Which was a good thing, even if he normally ignored any bad comment.
Even the McLaren Team's Omegas were happier, in the circuit and back at the MTC, because they were respected more than usual. And if they were not, Hell came toward the person who made them feel bad.
That was, of course, because his teammate was a menace to society.
It was different from the type of menace Lando was. The one who made others fondly suffer and look at him like he was a cute annoyance, but also kept them quiet when they knew he could act as a bitch and made their lives difficult.
Oscar was direct, truthful, and blunt. He would say anything with softness but never hide how he felt about things, which ended up with him saying something that could sound harsh. And you could see all his emotions in his eyes, ready to rip you apart with them if you mess with him.
So, more than a menace to society, the Omega would say his teammate was a menace to social constructions, and that was more dangerous than Lando’s menacing existence. Because Oscar’s actions could start a domino effect in the sport and that could change the way many things are done these days.
And, yes, some people would think that is too much and nothing will happen just because Oscar is different from other Alphas, but the British driver has seen it. The way some young Alphas, like Bearman and Lawson, acted around him, ready to show how good they can be without using violence as their main resource. The way Omegas, like Sargeant or Yuki, trust him blindly because he trusts them back, so they act and speak their minds freely. The way Betas, like Zhou or Vesti, respect him because he respects them, never making them feel less.
He knows this can happen, because even Lando wanted to act like them, and he knew the other Omegas in the pack wanted to do it too.
The British driver knew he and the other Omegas were the exceptions to the rule in a sport like this. Max had his emotions all over the place and wanted to fight every time someone tried to make him feel less or made a mess with him during a race. Charles knows he is pretty, but he is not dumb at all, he knows how to use his words to destroy others and plan ahead to fight for what he wants. George is a smartass and has the answers before everyone else because no one could disrespect him if he was smart enough to make them cry. And Lando... he had learned to be needy enough so people would stay away from him if they had bad intentions.
But then they had Omegas like Logan, who was not scared of showing how bad he was feeling or getting emotional because the season was not going well, someone who was not scared of asking to leave a place where he felt uncomfortable even if that meant he was disrespectful. Or like Yuki, who was not scared in the slightest to say what he was thinking and acting like a gremlin, ready to take someone's throat with his tooth, someone who showed when he was angry and didn't hide it behind softness and nice words with hidden knives.
And they are loved for who they are, Logan was always around Oscar or the blond reserve driver from Alpha Tauri, both of them treating him nicely. Yuki was in a serious relationship with Pierre even if the other left the team.
So, if they are loved by who they are, why Lando needs to be afraid of acting like himself?
-Ready for the games, Oscuh? It's your turn to present the video.
-Oh fuck.
The British smiled softly to hide his amusement from his teammate's lack of enjoyment. He didn't like to be in front of a camera, but he always tried his best to fit in and deliver an enjoyable moment for the rest of the team.
-All right everyone. Today we have got some garden games...
-Garden games...
Lando was unable to hide his smile while the younger driver did his best to explain what they were doing. It was different from how Daniel and Carlos acted, but that showed how Oscar was. Always in control, always trying to relax before going into the team's next nonsense. Always ready to keep his brown eyes on him and adore him.
-I think Oscuh's won every single minigame we've done this year...
It was not true, probably ... Different to him tracking his wins at each game he played with his previous teammates, this time he knew he lost some of them and was fine with that. He didn't really care about that, but he cared more about the idea of keeping Oscar's eyes on him every time they started a new dynamic he could win. He was not sure why, but that made his Inner Omega happy.
They spent a couple of minutes laughing about the start of the twister game, it was just a silly little fun game... Or so they thought. Soon enough both drivers realized how wrong they were thinking this was going to be a simple game. Because this was anything but simple when you have two competitive young men ready to rip each other's throats.
-Can someone send the official...
-Yeah, we need someone to spin for us.
One of the girls from the team ran toward them and took the spinning wheel before smiling at both of them. The older heard a soft " thank you " coming from his teammate before the girl ran back to her place and gave the wheel to an older one. With that, it was time to keep playing.
-Oh my god.
-Mmh... What a side that is.
The Omega tried to not stare too much and he turned away to make sure no inappropriate thought crossed his mind. He had seen many people set in worst positions to have fun with him, so it was nothing new. But, seeing Oscar, the always collected and botherless Oscar, showing his assets to the world, that was a different thing. He tried his best to keep playing, but he knew sooner or later his luck would end.
And end it did.
-Left foot yellow.
Lando looked around to see where his teammate was going, to make his life a little harder. But as soon as he noticed that nearly all the yellows were below him, the Omega started to nervously laugh. Which caused the younger one to look at him and finally address the situation, making him laugh too. Both felt the game was finally out of their control.
-Oscar, call it quit.
-Can be...
-Your left foot is not going between my legs!
He wanted Oscar between his legs, don't get him wrong... Wait no, that was so bad. He needed to backtrack and try again. There was no way his inner thoughts were so affected by the younger boy that he stopped to really think about him hugging Oscar with his whole body while the younger carried him like he promised on his apartment after Silverstone and...
The breathless laugh the Australian made him soft, but he ignored it to make sure the cameras didn't record any "wrong" reaction from him. When Oscar finally stood up saying he was done it was a beautiful moment for his limbs, so Lando allowed himself to relax a little bit on the ground while his eyes focused on the look his teammate had.
-That's just a win. I just take the W there.
-I'm.. yeah, I'm happy to give you that.
The team moved around them to fix and accommodate everything while the British boy tried to stand up. His legs were sore and his arms felt heavy. The Omega was tired and ready to sleep for a week but couldn't. Not when they still needed to record and he still needed to act lovely in front of the cameras.
-Are you alright, mate?
The Beta got closer to him and extended his hand to help him up while his eyes were focused on the team around him. Usually, that action, coming from any other person, would make the older man mad, because his team was a secure space and Lando could defend himself in case it was not. But he had a similar conversation with the younger man the first time he noticed him doing that and Lando now knew it was not the typical "protective" pose people usually had with Omegas, it was more a way to keep any person Oscar cared about safe.
"-Years ago, Hattie, my oldest little sister, asked me to pull her up. I helped her, as usual, but an old lady saw us and had a rant about Hattie needing to be more careful of her surroundings because her attitude was too provocative and she was too young to try to lure an Alpha. After that, I need to check around before pulling someone up.
-Oscar...
- Not because someone can provoke another person by being pulled up. But... My sister was eight, and she had to listen to that comment because I was not careful enough about her surroundings and the people who might want to hurt us under false caring comments. I couldn't protect her and was so shocked I didn't say anything until she started to cry. I swore to her, and myself, that day that I would never allow anyone I cared about, no matter their second gender, to suffer that again. This world is cruel enough as it is. Adding nasty comments just because someone helps you is not a thing anyone has to experiment."
-Ready for the next part?
-You tell me, Oscuh. I'm the one who's winning.
The groan coming from Oscar made him smile and walk toward the second game, which was finally ready. He stood there until the younger boy was finally beside him. Looking at how tired his teammate also was, he smiled knowing this game was also on the bag.
And he was right, because as soon as the Beta growled he felt soft and giggly, and he wanted to ask Oscar to relax while he does the hard job and... What was happening with him?!
-Mate!
-No, not happening.
Oscar was serious as hell once again, but Lando knew he was not mad or anything related to him losing these games. After so many hours shooting and listening to so many instructions, he probably was tired and just wanted to be done with this and leave once and for all. And Lando understood that better than anyone else because he was the same.
-Just Jenga and we're free mate.
-Wish I could say that. But Logan wants me to help him move some things to Liam's house. So, I'm not going to have a relaxing night after this.
-Sucks to be you, mate. But... I'll give you some happiness! Whoever wins the Jenga game, wins in this video.
Brown and Green meet and start to look for something, a weakness to win the game and be done once and for all. It was interesting to see how competitive both could be, but how easily they could accept the other's win at the same time. Or maybe those ideas came to him because they were the British driver's understanding that Oscar was different from all the other men he had as teammates.
Because Oscar wanted to win, just like him. But he was nice... too nice for the competitiveness in this sport, or in any area in Lando's life.
-Deal
But maybe... Maybe the Omega could push him into wanting more, into being more selfish.
That way he will take what he wants.
Just like Lando wanted to take him.
-That means Oscar wins again.
The Omega tried to hide his laughter with the Jenga pieces, trying to act like he was disappointed, but he couldn't. He couldn't do anything but laugh when his own teammate was laughing so sweetly. Oh God, it was such a cute laugh that he felt his Inner Omega all giggly and stupid.
What was his teammate doing to him!?
They had to record some extra videos so the team could use them during the summer break, but it seemed like no one cared, not even them as the ones forced to do it. And, in Lando's mind, it was probably because both knew they would not see the other in a while, so they wanted to spend some extra time together.
And that was a bizarre situation because this is their first year as teammates. But, for the British, it feels like they had known each other for so long. They work and know what to do like they had spent so much time trying to sync. They hadn't discussed many things about how they wanted to work together, but it didn't matter, because they found their footing really fast.
Probably because Oscar allowed him to do whatever he wanted as long as he didn't destroy the team, the Australian, or himself in the process. And even if he tried to set himself on fire to help the team, the Australian was there to make sure he could prevent that. Because he cared for this team and he cared for Lando, so he would protect them.
Like Daniel once did with Red Bull, like Carlos does with Ferrari. Even if they don't seem to love those teams like Oscar loves McLaren.
Because it feels like Oscar would do anything for the team.
For the team Lando sees as home.
And wasn't that the perfect reason for them to work so perfectly? With Oscar so calm and composed, and Lando so chaotic and full of destructive energy. Both with the same hunger that helped them fit perfectly in the team. Opposite energies attracting each other to fit in a way no one else will ever fit.
Like two puzzle pieces made to be together.
-I guess we're done for today, mate.
Lando's mind finally went back to the place where it should be and saw his teammate smiling softly at him while standing up from the chairs where they were finishing the videos. Their day was finally over, and with that, their time together for the first part of the season was nearly done too. They still had to race in Hungary and Belgium, but the fact they had the videos ready showed that they would not be working together as much as Lando... as they wanted.
-Guess so, mate. Ready for your night plans with Logan and Liam?
-Not really. It feels so weird to be the one doing that, even if we're pack...
Yeah, the pack, Oscar and Logan's pack. As far as he knew, they were the only drivers with a different pack, but it would not shock him if some of the youngsters were contemplating going after them. He had seen Zhou close to them and Yuki seemed like he wanted to run away directly to the younger rookies once he saw any of them and Pierre was not near.
He really needs to ask them about that Pack Alpha, because there was no way that person was so comfortable having people from other packs too close to the members of their own pack. Having members going to other packs showed a lot of disrespect and unless the Alpha was old enough to understand it, they could create a fight between both groups. So, no, not possible. No conventional older Alpha would get along so well with these drivers, and no conventional young Alpha would understand they were just friends.
-... So, it feels weird for me to be doing that when it should be Logan's father.
-What do you mean, Oscuh?
-You know, usually, and if the Omega wants, the closest blood-related Alpha is the one who gives the Omega away when they decide to start living with their partners. To show support in the union and all that...
-Which, is bullshit.
Lando never liked that idea, he saw some uncles do it and it was a transactional thing that bothered him so much. The Alphas treated the Omegas like they were a thing and they were paying or selling something. He had a panic attack and had to ask his brother to promise him no one would ever do that to him. So, he couldn't understand why someone would like to do it.
-As I said, depends a lot on each person. Logan always wanted to have traditional things, and Liam allows him to do and have whatever he wants. So, they talked about Logan given away by his father or brother, but, um... Let's just say that now I need to do it instead of any family member, and I feel like I'm intruding on something.
-Well, why don't you ask your Pack Alpha to do it?
-What?
Oscar's look showed he was surprised about that option. Like it never occurred to him to ask an Alpha to do it. But if they are pack with Logan, they should have the same Alpha, young or old.
-I mean, if no family member would do it, and you don't feel comfortable with that, you can ask them. At the end of the day, it's a transaction between Alphas, doesn't really matter who does it.
The Beta kept his eyes down like he was trying to understand what the older driver was saying to him. And Lando was sure about his idea, it was a matter of doing the ceremony and all that, nothing really important.
-You know why it was originally done?
-What?
-I have the same idea and perspective you do. Logan has another perspective and that is why he asked me to do it.
-And...?
Both looked at each other without knowing what else to say. Lando was waiting for the other to continue, but Oscar seemed conflicted, like he always did when he felt like he was imposing himself and his ideas on someone else. So, Lando pushed him playfully to make him feel better. They were just sharing a story after all.
-Originally it wasn't just a transaction or a power show, or at least not for that purpose. Originally it was the closest blood-related Alpha who gave the Omega away because it was a way to let the other Alpha know that someone was there to protect the person they were given away. That way they knew that, if something upset the Omega, they would be there to rip the Alpha to pieces.
The older McLaren driver kept thinking about what his teammate had said. It was not like that, no one was doing something with that perspective anymore. But, if that was why the younger Omega wanted to do it, then, a lot of things made more sense.
-What surprises me it's that he didn't choose your Pack Alpha. As far as I know, it's the Pack Alpha the one who gives Omegas away because they are the closest person to Omegas with no family. But I guess it also makes sense that Logan asked for you.
-What?
-If I understand him correctly from what you said. The person who gives him away is someone he knows and loves him. Someone who has protected him and would ask the same for his Alpha. It makes sense he chose you for that. I mean, Australia and Miami were so chaotic, but you were there when he needed you the most. So, he feels safe with you. Simple.
Oscar looked again at his hands, opening and closing them slowly, like he was thinking about something and he needed time to figure it out. Once he did it, he looked at the British driver with the softest eyes Lando had ever seen.
-Thanks, Lando.
-I didn't do anything mate.
-You did. More than what you can imagine.
The Omega was not sure about that, he had just said some ideas that ran through his mind in that moment, nothing more, nothing less. However, it might have done something, because the look Oscar was giving him was probably the softest one he had ever received from him, and that was important to keep in his mind. It was like Lando had hung the moon again mixed with the idea that he found the answer to the greatest problem Oscar had ever lived with.
And that, that was something probably no one else got from the young man.
Only Lando.
He could live with that.
-Sure, Oscuh.
Later, he would get a picture of Oscar showing him how the blond Alpha had arranged everything to make Logan happier in the house, including some soft pillows and blankets for nesting. And before he could even write something in response, the contact for the store was already in the messages.
Oscar 🧡
-Thought you might want to check them. They feel as soft as they look.
He definitely could live with that.
Because Oscar's attention was on him once again.
And Lando wanted it there, always.
The Summer break had finally started. Lando was back home, with more nesting materials than usual. most of them thanks to Oscar's contact, others from his own impulsive shopping. Max had come once to his place and saw everything around like a proud father. That was, until he saw the blue blanket.
-That's Oscar's.
-What are you talking about, Bob?
His friend looked at him like he was talking to a small child. Something that Lando never enjoyed, but knew the Beta was not doing it with a bad intention, so he suck it up.
-Bob, you cannot lie to me. I raced with Oscar, I know about his nesting things. Why do you have it?
-He gave it to me.
-Bullshit. Oscar never allows others to touch it, even less to take it. Sargeant tried it once and Oscar nearly ripped his head. He said it is important for him and no one should touch it. He looked scary back then, and he was a pup...
And wasn't that knowledge even better for Lando's Inner Omega? Logan, Oscar's best friend, couldn't get close to the blanket without angering him. But Lando, his teammate, had the privilege of touching it, taking it, sleeping with it, and soon, nesting with it, and Oscar had allowed it. He knows Lando has it, but even then, he lets him take it and add it to the pile of nesting things he has.
-I don't know if it's a joke or something, but you need to give it back.
-No!
-Lando, I'm serious about this.
His inner Omega got mad as soon as Max tried to touch the blue fabric. He snarled at his friend and looked at him like he was going to kill him. Max looked at him, shocked, and Lando was as shocked as him, but he couldn't prevent it. Oscar had trusted the blanket to him, he needed to protect it if it was that important to Oscar. He needed to prove to the younger boy that he could do it, that Oscar could trust him with anything.
-He let me have it, Max. He gave it to me.
-Okay, Lando... Bob, why don't you ask Oscar if he needs it? If he does, we give it back, if not, I promise not to try to touch it again.
Even if he was not happy with the Beta, he knew that sounded like a plan, after all, Lando never asked for permission to have it in the first place. He took it, and Oscar was fine with that. But it was different to have his consent in it. He sat down with Max beside him and opened his chat with the Australian.
Oscar 🧡
-Hey, mate.
-Cn I keep the pillwo and blnaket 4 the braek?
The Omega was so nervous he wrote incorrectly the information he wanted to send. But knowing his teammate, he would perfectly understand him. And he was not disappointed when, as soon as he decided to write again to fix his mistakes, Oscar's messages popped up, stopping everything.
-Sure, mate.
-Keep them safe.
-You can have them for as long as you need.
-Or want.
-Oh.
-That's all you're going to say? I told you Oscar let me have them. You owe me an apology.
The retired driver looked conflicted, like he didn't know what to say to make the situation less tense. But he just palmed Lando's head, again, like he was a child.
-Max!
-Sorry just... Keep it safe, okay? Oscar really cares about it.
-I know that, Bob. No need to tell me that.
They played some games after that, but the Omega felt like his friend was not telling him something, which kept him uncomfortable. But that stopped when his phone got a message and the tune he had specifically for the Australian sounded. Suddenly his phone was flooded with memes and images of cats that in Oscar's words "reminded him of them".
-He really likes you.
-Of course. I'm the best teammate he could have.
-Yeah, as a teammate.
Lando didn't answer the Beta after that, more focused on answering the young driver, so he could keep playing with his best friend. He didn't notice the look Max had or the fact that he was also texting with the same man.
Hours later the older boy said his goodbyes and left, finally allowing the Omega to start his nesting time. He moved everything around, making sure that his Inner Omega was happy with everything, so he could arrange his nesting materials in his bed in the correct way. He wanted to do a second nest in his living room in case he wanted comfort in another area, but he didn't have enough materials to make it the way he wanted. So, he would need to wait for the next heat to do it.
An hour later, once his bed nest was ready he finally looked at his phone, Max had sent him a message saying Lando's apartment security called him to leave some packages outside of his house, so he should check them in case anything important was waiting. The British driver knew he already had everything he had asked for his heat in his house, so he wanted to know what was sent to him. Maybe a package he had forgotten to receive.
When he opened the door, there were some boxes outside, all from a famous brand of nesting materials he loved and used a lot. His eyes widened due to the shock, knowing they must have mistaken the order, he never asked for those things because he knew they had a long waiting list and he always forgot about it. There was a note in the box closer to his door, so he took it so he could call the company to send it back. But surprisingly enough, it was a note with handwriting he knew pretty well.
"Thought you would like them.
See you in Zandvoort.
Oscar"
God, how could he act like a normal human being with the Australian acting like that? There was no way he could ignore the gift his teammate had just sent to him. It was impossible to pretend he didn't know about it.
And why Oscar was so sweet and knew about Lando's needs even before Lando himself knew about them?
Damn it! Lando wished the younger boy was there to tell him what the hell was all this about.
Maybe Lando had a chance?
He took the boxes inside as fast as he could, ignoring how it seemed like Oscar's existence was growing in his apartment. Nothing was invasive, but with each blanket and pillow the Omega moved and set into its place in his living room nest, he felt like his teammate's presence was there, taking care of him, protecting him, giving him everything he wanted.
And boy, he wanted the young driver to be there.
He didn't question himself when he moved around with the Australian's blanket and pillow to the middle of his bed, with some toys to play with himself. His heat was not there yet, but he wanted, he needed Oscar's comfort there. He threw himself in the middle of his nest and his hand went immediately to the inside of his pants.
The Omega was slow and careful, taking his time to explore himself while the cologne of the younger man went from his nostrils to his lower belly. The British boy played with his hole while thinking about his teammate, about how calm and collected he always was, but he also looked like he couldn't control himself enough around Lando.
How would Oscar look if he was here, with Lando's legs around his waist or shoulders? Would he make the Omega a bigger mess by eating him out, or doing him a blowjob? Would he take his time to fuck him or would he act like an animal and would make Lando's mind a mess? Would he be kind and soft or rough and violent? Would he kiss him softly or like he was hungry for him? Would he be like Carlos, taking what he needed and pretending to love how needy the Omega is?
No, Oscar would never be like the Ferrari Alpha.
The Australian would be soft, he would treat Lando like the rarest jewel to ever exist.
For Oscar, it would not be just fucking or a one-night stand. For him, it might be something deeper, something more special.
Something like making love to his one and only. to his soulmate.
Lando came hard and his scream was covered thanks to the small pillow. He took a moment to compose himself and breathe again until he was on his right mind, because oh...
Oh.
Oh God.
The British driver was so fucked right now.
Everything felt like it was too complicated right now.
Because he may have a crush on Oscar?
He needed a drink.
Oscar Piastri
-Mate
-This is Max.
-Fewtrell, not Verstappen.
-I know.
-Never deleted the contact.
-Good.
-It's because of Lando?
-Glad to know you are addressing it first.
-I know you are a good boy.
-But break his heart and I'll kill you.
-I care too much for him to do that.
-In all honesty, it's more possible that he breaks my heart before I break his.
-Just be careful.
-Please.
-I swear, Max.
-I would die for him. Don't worry.
-Okay, I believe in you.
-See ya, mate.
-Bye, Max.
-Oh. By the way. Some things might be going to Lando's house. For his nest.
-If you could let them in...
-Oscar, did you send more of your nesting things to Lando?
-No!
-All are brand new, with no scent or pheromones.
-I want to make him comfortable.
-Sure, mate
-Whatever you say.
Two days later
-Max...
-Lando might be my soulmate.
-What?!