#lancito

Write a romantic story where Lando Norris and Carlos Sainz have been in a loving relationship for years. Suddenly, Lando finds himself inexplicably drawn to Lance Stroll, but hesitates to confess his feelings to Carlos for fear of hurting him. Unexpectedly, Carlos admits to Lando that he too has developed a crush on Lance, leaving both puzzled by their newfound attraction. Meanwhile, Lance, known for his carefree and oblivious demeanor, and being a huge ass himbo, remains unaware of the romantic pursuit happening around him as Lando and Carlos try and to woo him, wanting to form a throuple

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I am here to deliver, so enjoy the ride of little Lando Norris and his wild love life

Warnings: little bits of smut, no use of y/n, ANGST, too much cuteness (potentially causing heart attacks), heart break, no podium, sadness

Pairing: Lando Norris x Carlos Sainz Jr x Lance Stroll (LanditoxCarlitosxLancito)

Word count: 1032 words

Summary: Carlando is so in love with Lance and so are their dads???

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Barcelona was always an exciting race for the couple, for once was it their home race because your boyfriend’s home race is basically yours too, righttttt? Well, Oscar could write stories about that. But Oscar isn’t important right now, Lando is though. He has always loved racing in Barcelona, especially when his in laws would come and always throw a little party for them. Carlos and he had been dating since the very start of 2020 when they realized that they couldn’t be apart a minute longer.

Lando was sure that at some point, they would get married but right now that wasn’t even possible, they might be open about their relationships to family, friends and close relatives but not openly to the public, basically media. But a little over a year ago, just before Oscar came to McLaren, Lando and Carlos got two rings specialized, confessing their infinite love for each other. They have never been happier until Barcelona, the Spanish Grand Prix 2024.

The McLaren motorhome was packed, not only was the team present but also the whole Norris-Sainz clan, they all sat together, had a gracious lunch, just talking about the upcoming weekend and what challenges each team, McLaren and Ferrari, had going for them. This morning/midday became a ritual after Carlos and Lando started dating, feeling as if they needed this to connect and prepare them mentally for the race weekend. Lando more or less laying on Carlos’s lap, them staring deeply into each other’s eyes, smiling heavily while Adam and his bestie Carlos had a deep discussion about their post-race party.

“No Car, we cannot bring in British groceries, we always celebrate the Spanish gp with some good jamon and all the other foods I sadly still cannot name.” Carlos Sr over and over again was thankful to have the Norris family with them, always supporting each other and them being in law dads made their bond grow even closer than it already was.

“Pero Adam, you know how much I miss your roast, me encanta muchísimo. Por favoreeeee my one and only.” Adam and Carlos just started laughing, both of them feeling happier each time they get to sit together and just relax, none of their sons in possible danger, no one having to compete in that second, just their families united.

On Sunday, Lando got ready in his driver’s room, his phone propped up on his massage chair, so he could talk to Carlos on the phone while putting his black fireproofs on. “Carlos pleaseee, I love you so much but I will not get undressed for the fourth time today, just because you cannot keep your dick in your pants. You are aware that it is race day and we start in like 12 minutes?” Lando started blushing easily, always feeling flustered talking about his boyfriend’s dick as if it wasn’t the best thing ever, next to his car, of course. “Mi amor, you do know that you literally orgasm after like a minute, verdad? Pero te quiero, mi ángel. Now get ready for the race and don’t let me distract you.”

This was all the more reasons for Lando to blush all over again, especially when he thought about what his head was producing last night when Carlos, once again, made him spill all over fucking four times. Lately, not only Carlos was on his mind but also a certain Canadian hottie. Lando knew he was so fucked. He couldn’t tell Carlos, this could ruin everything, their families, their relationship, his life. There was no way. He was so angry at him, Mister Oh-I-have-so-much-money; Lando hated him so much, that stupid grin, that stupid smile, that stupid hot beard he used to have and especially those stupid beautiful teddy bear formed brown eyes that he loved to stare into whenever he got the chance. So differently to Carlos’s eyes, Carlos had chocolate brown eyes, they looked as if they were melting within them, just so beautiful that he never wants to look anywhere else.

“Landito? Mi amor? Are you still with me?” Lando shook his head vividly, staring at Carlos in his phone again. “Yeah sorry, love, just did too much procrastination about the race today, home race and all, y’know? Well, I love you, Carlitooooo, and I will fight you in a bit.” Lando blew him a kiss and without Carlos being able to say something else, Lando ended their video call. Carlos was confused, his boyfriend never behaved like that, he was so awkward, not that Lando was never awkward, but it was different to what he normally acts like. Carlos didn’t try to read much into it since it was indeed time to race and it was his home race, so he wanted to be as focused as he could.

What the hell? Who did he think he is? After getting back into the garage, Lando got out and hit the wall furiously. This has to be a joke, right? Fucking Fernando Alonso thinking he is the king of Formula One, just because he has “experience”, he thinks he is so much better than everyone else. He better get off his white horse and just fucking retire, that old fragile man. Before he was able to make serious damage, he got pulled back into a hug, he didn’t dare to look at whoever was hugging him. “Sorry, mi vida, you didn’t deserve that, but you will come back stronger in Austria and get back your podium.” This broke Lando completely, his father-in-law, coming to him, comforting him and showing him love.

So, he did what he rarely did, he let himself fall into the hug, crying his little heart out and sobbing like there is no tomorrow. Not much later, he felt even more people joining, Zak, his dad, his mum, Blanca, Flo, Max, Pietra and Ria. There was no Carlos, no Lance. Every person he had ever truly loved, celebrated their podium and he was damned in his little garage, a broken little doll.

This was it, this is what he would forever be remembered for, a loser in love with two men, who cannot even get a podium.

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Keith tilted his head to the side, his gaze piercing. Lance wondered what he saw when he looked at him. The showboater who’d declared them rivals? The paladin who’d been his right hand? Or someone else entirely? “The Black Lion wouldn’t choose anyone she didn’t feel was worthy to lead Voltron,” Keith said. “I respect her decision. You should, too.”

The words hit like a punch, driving the breath from Lance’s lungs. A lump rose in his throat, and he covered with a laugh. “What, so now we’re regifting advice? Is that what’s happening here?”

Keith shook his head, a smile breaking past his solemn expression. “Hey, they’re wise words. Better than anything I could come up with. You were always good at that, Lance. Finding the right words. And you were right.” Keith nodded toward the Black Lion. “She knows what she’s doing. Just trust her and you’ll be fine.”

-What I Know by @squirenonny