cursed with the fangirl gene

Words: 18,021 (completed) ₊˚⊹♡ Rating: Explicit, 18+ ₊˚⊹♡ Tags: Recreational drug use/MDMA, raves, getting together, miscommunication, angst with a happy ending

Summary/snippet: After pulling his knees up to his chest, Lando wrapped his arms around his legs and rested his forehead down against them. It was easier to think without having to look at Oscar. He racked his brain relentlessly of what he should say, how to apologise, what could possibly begin to make this better.

The contrast of the current all-encompassing dread that had settled deep into his bones opposed to the euphoria of the night before made him nearly dizzy. He wondered if Oscar felt the same - figured that he did. The comedown had been terrible the last time, but it was nothing compared to this. But, last time, he hadn't almost fucked his teammate. Slept the entire night in his arms, spent more time kissing him than not. So he supposed it checked out.

"I'm really sorry," Lando finally forced out, turning his head to look at Oscar to hopefully make the apology seem a little more genuine. Oscar had already been looking at him. "I shouldn't have- Y'know. That was so stupid of me. Never should have suggested we take those."

I loved every second of it. I want to be that close with you all the time. I wish we'd been sober for it.

Oscar's expression visibly fell, looking nearly distraught for a couple seconds until he trained it back into something more neutral again.

or

Lando brings Oscar to his first rave.

Please respect my boundaries and assume that I am Not mad.

🔐 state lines

lando norris x oscar piastri / college road trip au / wip

Logan purses his lips. Looks like he’d rather do anything else than say — “It’s, ah. It’s Lando Norris.”

Oscar’s gut flips nauseatingly, hand dropping from his face, which he’s sure is twisted in an expression of total horror. “No,” He shakes his head, hard, like he’s trying desperately to expel even the mere thought of spending his entire summer in a car with Lando Norris. “Loge — no. Absolutely fucking not.”

Or: College soccer player Lando and engineering student Oscar embark on an impromptu road trip through the Deep South, going from practical strangers, to friends, to something more.