summary: lando stalking his new teammate oscar and maybe accidentally liking all his old photos
words: 1k
warnings: a very stupid lando and smug oscar
Oscar had just been signed to McLaren.
Lando had no idea of this at all, he didn't even know who Oscar was until his whole Alpine contract dispute blew up on the internet.
Zak had hyped him up a lot, saying he was an F3 and F2 champion, and whatnot.
But if he was going to be Lando's new teammate for the coming years, he may as well learn about the guy.
So curiousity won and Lando found himself later that night searching up 'Oscar Piastri' on Instagram.
Oscar had few photos of himself, (boring), but in every single one he managed to look effortlessly good.
And good was undermining it.
There were one or two videos of Oscar speaking, and after being teammates with Daniel for a while, he could recognise an Aussie accent anywhere.
Oscar's voice, accent, tone, was just somehow more intoxicating than Daniel's ever was.
It was like something had possessed Lando, because he couldn't stop scrolling through.
He had somehow scrolled so deep, he had found photos from 2017.
Oscar looked so cute, Lando couldn't stop himself from liking pretty much all the photos, only realising how old they were after he'd liked them.
He quickly unliked everything, gosh Oscar would think he's such a freak, liking photos from fucking 2017.
Maybe because Lando unliked them so fast, Oscar wouldn't get the notifications?
Lando jumped when his phone pinged with a message from none other than Mr. Piastri himself.
Oscar Piastri, 2:56 AM
Hello?
Lando spent a good two minutes hitting himself with a pillow before,
Lando Norris, 2:58 AM
hi
im ur new temate for mclaren
Oscar Piastri, 2:58 AM
I know
Lando's thumbs hovered uselessly over the keyboard.
He could play it cool. Act like liking five year old photos was a totally normal teammate-bonding activity. Or he could throw his phone out the window and never speak again.
His phone lit up again before he could decide.
Oscar Piastri, 2:59 AM
You liked a photo of me from 2017..?
The one where I'm holding a trophy and looking like I'm 12
Oh sorry, my phone lagged
You liked
Multiple photos of me from 2017
He buried his face in the pillow and screamed into it for a solid five seconds.
Then, because he was a professional racing driver and not a complete coward, he typed.
Lando Norris, 3:01 AM
in my deffencse
they were good photos
and i was rescerching my new temate
very thorough rescearch
Oscar Piastri, 3:02 AM
And what did your research conclude?
Lando Norris, 3:04 AM
that youre hotter than the internet gave you credit for
Oscar Piastri, 3:06 AM
Okay then
Lando Norris, 3:06 AM
forget i said that
jetlag
or somthing
Oscar Piastri, 3:06 AM
You're in Monaco. I'm in Melbourne. Neither of us have jetlag
Lando Norris, 3:07 AM
it was in a normal temate way
not wierd
Oscar Piastri, 3:07 AM
You're doing a terrible job of making this less weird
Also you liked the one where I'm wearing that oversized team hoodie and squinting at the camera like I've never seen sunlight
Was it bad Lando immediately knew what photo he was talking about, because that specific photo had done something to Lando's chest when he'd first seen it.
Lando Norris, 3:07 AM
stop listing them
Oscar Piastri, 3:08 AM
Why? There are more
Lando Norris, 3:08 AM
STOP
Oscar Piastri, 3:08 AM
For the record, I don't mind
It's just kinda unexpected
Most people start with the recent press shots
Lando Norris, 3:09 AM
yeah well
i'm not most people 😏
He regretted the line the second it left his thumbs. Way too flirty.
Oscar's reply came slower this time.
Oscar Piastri, 3:11 AM
I'm starting to notice that
Lando's stomach flipped so hard he had to put the phone down for a second and breathe.
When he picked it back up,
Oscar Piastri, 3:12 AM
Go to sleep
We've got a lot of media to do once I'm in the UK
Wouldn't want you falling asleep in the middle of our first joint interview because you stayed up stalking my old Instagram photos
Lando Norris, 3:12 AM
it wasnt stalking
Oscar Piastri, 3:13 AM
Sure
Night
Lando typed three different versions of 'night' before settling on,
Lando Norris, 3:13 AM
night oscar
Soon enough, it was time to actually meet him.
Zak was practically vibrating with enthusiasm when he ushered Lando into the small meeting room at the factory. Oscar was already there, standing near the window in a plain black McLaren polo, hands in his pockets.
He looked taller than Lando expected. Broader in the shoulders. The soft-edged boy from the 2017 photos was gone; this version of Oscar was sharper, quieter, and even more unfairly good-looking in person.
"Lando," Zak said, clapping him on the shoulder. "Oscar. Oscar, Lando."
"Hey. Nice to meet you," Oscar put his hand out. His expression was polite, almost neutral, but there was something faintly amused sitting just behind his eyes.
"Yes. Yeah. Nice to meet you too," Lando awkwardly shook it back, voice a little higher than usual. He let go too quickly and immediately regretted it.
Oscar's mouth curved, just barely.
"I'll leave you two to get properly introduced. Socials, whatever, just get to know each other."
He was gone before either of them could answer.
Oscar had a subtle smirk on his face. "I don't think it would be a problem for you to get my Instagram, right Lando?"
"I, no, uh, it wouldn't be. Much of a problem. No. Yeah." He cleared his throat. "I mean, I already, you know. Have it. Obviously."
"Through research," Oscar said mildly, echoing Lando's own pathetic excuse from that night. "I remember pretty clearly."
creds @falenalunare for prompt 😍
