Hi, Landoscar fans! Would anyone be interested in a slightly angsty but tender one-shot with the boys which vaguely formed in my mind while trying to sleep at 2 am? I'm a bit nervous cuz I've never written a fic before... I'm usually just a regular lurker here.
Either way, here's a scene from it:
Oscar lay there, body relaxed. One leg folded beneath the other– stretched out. Both resting comfortably on the sheets. His belly rising and falling in a routine rhythm.
If one only saw so far, he might as well seem to be sleeping.
But his eyes stay cast downwards.
His lips slightly parted as he keeps picking at the same loose thread from the sheet.
There's no force in the action. Just repetitive. Soothing.
Lando is right here. But Oscar isn't there with him.
Lando leans forward from where he's seated.
"Hey", he says, lightly lifting Oscar's chin. "Look at me".
Oscar does, the finger stilling for a moment. A small smile gives way.
But the finger resumes picking at the thread.
Lando lets out a resigned sigh. Maybe a bit more would help.
He leans further and kisses Oscar. It's just a soft press of lips but his hands still again. He kisses back just as softly.
Then Oscar's pulling back slightly and relaxing further into the pillow.
The hands stay still this time. But his gaze is elsewhere.
Lando's hands move to his cheeks, barely touching but there. Reverent.
"Hey", he tries again. His thumb goes to pull at Oscar's bottom lip on its own accord. It rubs at the corner of his mouth then. "Where are you?"
Oscar looks at him immediately, like he really is present after all.
"I'm here", he says with a smile again.
But it's clipped. Lando would know it anywhere.
He doesn't know how to truly bring Oscar here at the moment.
Taking a deep breath, he dips down further into the mattress till he's laying right there with Oscar and pulls his head back to look. Really look. At those eyes.
"You're not here," he says with determination this time.
"What do you need? You have to be here, Osc, even if it's not me that you need"
He sounds a bit desperate.
Oscar finally breathes in deep and let's out a sigh.
He holds Lando's gaze for a few prolonged beats before looking down at his lips and then further down at his chest.
That seems to call him out of the trance.
Because he closes the distance to rest a hand across Lando's side, pressing his face into his chest.
Lando's hand immediately goes to rub at Oscar's head before the fingers thread through his hair. He leans down to press a kiss to his head and Oscar looks up.
"Thank you," he says, the upturn of the mouth genuine now.
That brings out a content smile from Lando too.
"For being there. Always", Oscar's eyes are so open, the gratefulness so earnest.
Lando could just stare at him like that with a heart full of adoration for however long he'd let him.
It's Oscar who kisses him this time. A firmer press of lips before Oscar pulls back, satisfied. There are lines around his eyes now.
Lando is so glad to have him back.
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