summary. the one with a move to monaco and adjustment to the luxurious life
fc; various people on pinterest
warnings: swearing
smau
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yourusername
⚲ monte-carlo, monaco
♫ mónaco · LAGOS, danny ocean
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yourusername monaco you are very belle. oui oui, i amour you beaucoup 🤌🏼
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user67 WAIT SO R U A MONACO RESIDENT NOW 🤨🤨
user12 my fellow aussie gal, don’t fall into the french trap 🙏🏼😔
user10 MY NEW MONEGASQUE QUEEN 💪🏼💪🏼
oscarpiastri ✓ that french can’t possibly be right
↳ yourusername WHAT DO YOU KNOW 🤬
↳ oscarpiastri ✓ 🤐🤐🤐
user84 ughhh y/n shuts oscar up so quick #needthat 😮💨
f1fan93 from kangaroos to casinos 😣
user190 i need me a man that shuts up whenever i tell him to
charles_leclerc ✓ would you like some french lessons? 😂😂
↳ yourusername no, merci, i’m already a professionnelle 😌
f1fan71 wait, after a recent adoption of a certain aussie, does that make charles y/n’s father in law?? 🤔
↳ yourusername oh nooo, i’m related to the french 🥴😧🤧
↳ oscarpiastri ✓ **monegasque, get it right.
↳ arthur_leclerc ✓ we’re monegasque 😡
↳ yourusername oooooh u motherfluppers better not correct me again 👹👹🥊
lilymhe ✓ saurrr aesthetic, miss y/n😻😻
↳ yourusername EEEEE IM A CHANGED WOMAN 🥱
user13 oh they most definitely moved to monaco
↳ f1fan89 NOT THEM BEING TAX EVADERS 😭
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oscarpiastri ✓
⚲ circuit de monaco
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oscarpiastri just got adopted and p2, what a weekend 😎
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charles_leclerc ✓ proud to call you my son 🥳
↳ f1fan144 AW OKAY THATS CUTE 😭😭
user800 oscar u ate 😝
yourusername 🥳🧡💪🏼😇😍🥰🇲🇨
yourusername u should claim every race as ur home race now 🤔
↳ oscarpiastri ✓ good idea, sweetheart, you’re so smart
↳ yourusername pshh i know 😎🥱 (im kicking my feet and blushing so hard rn)
user38 LMAO Y/N’S SO REAL 😭😭😭
arthur_leclerc ✓ congrats nephew 🥳
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yourusername now we celebrate 🎉
↳ lando ✓ yes we dooooo 👏👏
↳ oscarpiastri ✓ no no lando, you can’t possibly be part of y/n and i’s celebrations
↳ lando ✓ NOT YALL BEING FREAKY AYEEEE
f1fan141 LANDO NEEDS TO SHUT HIS MOUTH
user818 lando airing out everyone’s business
↳ f1fan15 oscar walked right into that one, knowing lando 😭
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oscarpastrypics
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oscarpastrypics hi guys, just posted on my twitter account 😸
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user555 awww they’re celebrating oscar’s podium 🥰
f1fan22 y/n looking gorgeous like alwaysss
user11 nice to see them out and enjoying the night life in monaco 🥰
f1fan030 they’re becoming apart of that monaco life ✊🏻
f1fan481 GIRL I LOVE UR TWITTER NAME
↳ oscarpastrypics LMAOO THE MAN IS NEVER SEEN IN PUBLIC I HAD TO
user824 y/n is so cuteee
f1fan44 i searched it up, it’s an italian restaurant and everyone knows how much oscar loves his italian food 😭
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oscarpastrypics
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oscarpastrypics HAHAH UPDATE FROM MY LAST POST 😭😭😭 GUYS I DONT THINK THEY LIKED THE RESTAURANT VERY MUCH
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f1fan7 THEY REALIZED THE FOOD AINT ALL THAT 😭😭
user442 THEY DID NOT LIKE THAT ITALIAN PLACE LMAOOO
user823 these two are soooo meant for each other 😂😂
f1fan55 IM FKN DEADD THIS IS KILLING ME FOR SOME REASON 🤣🤣🤣🤣
user33 they foodies just like meeee 🤞🤞🤞🤞🤞
f1fan1 OSCAR AND Y/N DID NOT WAIT LMAOOO. TEN MINUTES LATER THEY WERE ALREADY AT ANOTHER RESTAURANT 😭😭
user728 this is so funny 😭😭😭 maybe they were still hungry after that italian place
user661 lowkey understand them tho, burgers are so much better than pasta 👀👀
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*two weeks later*
cosmopolitanuk has posted on youtube !
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oscarpastrypics
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oscarpastrypics aw oscar in cosmopolitan uk’s recent video 😭 at least we know the full back story now 🤣🤣
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user717 LMAOOO AW POOR THINGS THEY WERE STILL HUNGRY AFTER 😭😭😭😭
f1fan23 they had to learn the hard way 😔😔😔
f1fan828 this still remains as one of the funniest moments ever
user667 oh oscaryn lore, not everyone will understand it 😖
user626 IDK WHY IM DYINGGG AT THE FACT THAT THEY WERE STILL HUNGRY AFTER 🤣🤣🤣
↳ user8 LIKE I WANNA KNOW THE MOMENT WHERE ONE OF THEM REALIZED THAT THE OTHER WAS JUST AS HUNGRY 😭
user5510 that’s that fancy restaurant life 🥲🥲 the check be high as hell too
f1fan2828 idc if he doesn’t think it’s interesting, it’s the funniest thing ever in my books 😭😭
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yourusername
♫ my kind of woman · mac demarco
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yourusername we don’t quite understand that luxury life yet and we need our mother flipping burgers 😾 also, osc prefers burgers over pasta now but u didnt hear that from me 👀
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oscarpiastri ✓ EXACTLY, SPEAK OUR TRUTH QUEEN 🗣️🗣️
↳ yourusername IM ALL RILED UP 😤😤😤😤
user6 u guys pls i cant do this anymore i need a relationship like oscar and y/n
user744 LMAOO GIRL WE UNDERSTAND DONT WORRY
f1fan7444 may this kind of love find me pls
user3 oscar calls her queen what the hell 🥺🥺
↳ user10 need a relationship like theirs neowwww
f1fan234 THOSE BURGERS LOOK SO GOOD WHAT THE HELL
user772 mmmm i understand why they chose burgers over pasta 😋😋
lando ✓ LOLLL i remember when osc was complaining about the bill 😂😂😂
↳ charles_leclerc ✓ “THEY HARDLY SERVED ME SHIT WHY WERE THE CHARGING ME SO MUCH!!!!!”- oscar piastri everyone
↳ oscarpiastri ✓ guys stop, what if a restaurant owner from monaco sees this and hates me from now on😣😣😣
↳ charles_leclerc ✓ you’ll learn soon oscar 🤓😌
user49 burgers >>>>>>> pasta
f1fan33 how y/n still looks good while taking a bite out of a burger is something i will never understand 😔
oscarpiastri ✓ you can take the aussies out of australia but you can’t take australia out of the aussies 🦘🦘🇦🇺🇦🇺🐨
↳ yourusername remind me why we moved again 🤔
↳ oscarpiastri ✓ hmmm i wonder whyyyyyyy🤨🤨🤨
↳ yourusername zip it.
↳ oscarpiastri ✓🤐🤐
user81 yeahh i #needher
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fin.
remember this is purely fiction! i don’t know what any of these people are truly like in real life!
summary. the one with frustrations after austria ‘24
warnings: swearing, a little mean words from lando
angst → fluff
word count: 1.2k
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austria was absolute shit for lando. it was the first race y/n didn’t attend this year, his first dnf of the season, had interviewers constantly questioning his friendship with max after the race, and had to watch oscar take home second place for the team.
y/n knew immediately from watching his body language through the tv screen that he would not be in the best mood. tough races had happened before and y/n knew exactly what to do to lift his spirits. she would whip up his comfort meal, vodka pasta, and light up some candles to make it seem like a date night. after, they would cuddle and y/n would lightly scratch his back with her nails, the easiest way to get lando to relieve his stress.
lando had gotten on a flight home this morning and he would be arriving at around seven in the evening, which was in less than an hour, so y/n was quick to finish cooking the food and setting everything up.
she served the pasta in the most luxurious bowls they had, placed them on the dining table along with the prettiest wine glasses and silverware besides the bowls. in the middle of the table sat a gorgeous candelabra and a bottle of wine.
y/n smoothed down pajama shorts. it was a silly tradition between her and lando: to wear the comfiest pajamas while having a fancy dinner at home.
she nodded proudly at her set up, hoping lando would love it too.
the sound of the front door opening had her jumping to her feet from her place on one of the chairs, ready to greet lando and surprise him with an at home date.
lando walks into the apartment, harshly placing down his suitcase and kicking off his shoes.
y/n took notice of his tired face reflecting the frustration from the weekend. his eyes were puffy with exhaustion, dark circles etched underneath like bruises.
in attempts to comfort him, y/n instantly wraps her arms around her boyfriend, pulling him close to her body, hoping that her embrace could bring some sort of easement.
his hands were hovering over y/n’s hips, never actually touching her, which she found odd, given he was always quick to welcome her hugs and nuzzle his face into her neck.
“m’sorry for this weekend, lan. it wasn’t your fault and you know how amazing you’ve been driving this season and to cheer you up i made your favorite food-”
lando quietly smacks his teeth, “i don’t need your fucking pity, y/n.” his tone was sharp as he now holds onto y/n’s hips to push her away, not enough to knock her down but enough to get her to detach from him.
she stumbles back slightly and with hurt in her eyes she stares at him. “what? no, no, i’m not pitying you! it’s just that-”
“i don’t need that shit from you either. i’m going to bed.” he grimly says, pushing past her and walking to their bedroom.
y/n stands dumbfounded in the middle of the entryway, not expecting lando to respond in that way.
she also couldn’t hide the pang of hurt that rattled in her chest, not appreciating the feeling of lando pushing her away, physically and emotionally.
yes, she understood how defeating a bad race could be to your confidence, but that didn’t mean she would have to walk on eggshells around him just to not piss him off.
she stares at the dining table, sighing in disappointment. her efforts have officially gone to waste and now she would have to clean up everything after a reaction she was not anticipating.
y/n begins by putting away all of the uneaten food into a glass tupperware. she couldn’t control the few stray tears that streamed down her cheeks but quickly patted them away with the sleeves from her sweatshirt.
lando heard all of the commotion coming from the kitchen as he laid in bed. he sighed as stood up and walked towards the door, opening it and standing in the doorway. he squints his eyes, staring a little harder and then noticing a sad y/n blow out the candles set up on the table.
the candles which were only set up when they were going to have their silly at home date night.
an immediate feeling of regret washes over him. he screws his eyes shut in anguish, releasing a shaky breath. y/n was always one to put in an extreme amount of effort to make anyone feel better after a rough day and tonight that she did it for him, he pushed her away like an idiot instead of talking to her like a grown adult.
he knew y/n. he knew she’d say it’s okay for him to react like that but no excuse could justify him running from his problems like a child.
lando makes his way to the kitchen, knowing that he needed to apologize as soon as possible.
he clears his throat, causing y/n to look over her shoulder she smiles softly once she sees him.
“i’m sorry, y/n.” he croaks out.
“it’s okay, lan, we all have our days.” she quickly dismisses, shrugging her shoulders as she washes the last bowl before turning off the water and drying her hands on a clean rag.
“no, y/n. it’s no excuse for me to push you away and speaking to you like that. i should have just talked it out with you. you do so much to make me feel better after a shitty day and that’s how i repay you? it won’t happen again, i promise.”
“lando, i understand that you feel like crap after a race that you couldn’t finish. i can’t lie, it did sting to hear you talk like that but i can’t be too mad, can i?” she makes her way over to lando who now sat on one of the barstools.
he pulls her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her frame, holding her tight, something he should’ve done the moment he stepped foot into the apartment. “you can, and you should be mad, love. that was rude of me and i won’t ever do that to you again. seriously, seeing how sad you looked made me want the ground to swallow me.”
y/n giggles, resting her temple on his shoulder. “thank you for apologizing, lan. next time just talk to me, yeah? i don’t want you to deal with anything on your own, especially something as annoying as getting taken out of a race.”
“i’ll make sure not to act like a baby.” lando laughs with her. “thank you for going out of your way to cheer me up, even if i was stupid to not appreciate it but we’ll eat the dinner for breakfast, yeah?”
“yeah, that’s okay. pasta for breakfast, my favorite.”
lando slides one arm behind her knees, the other firmly around her waist before he stands up, resulting in him carrying y/n bridal style. “now, we need to have our usual weekend debrief.” he nods firmly as he walks to the bedroom. “baby, so much happened this weekend, i can't wait to tell you!” his girly giggles cause y/n to laugh loudly, shaking her head at lando’s stupidity.
lando learned from his mistakes and never took his frustration out on y/n ever again. even after the inevitable bad races that the future brought, he learned to appreciate y/n even more for her caring actions and positive attitude.
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fin.
remember this is purely fiction! i don’t know what any of these people are truly like in real life!
summary. the one with the girl who can’t parallel park to save her life
warnings: swearing, y/n is a little moody (we all have those days😔)
fluff
word count: 1.9k
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parallel parking, the bane of my existence.
i can never do it. no matter how hard i try, i’m never successful when it comes to parallel parking. curse who ever created parallel parking, curse whoever thought it was a good idea to have one car maneuver itself to park in between two other cars, how is that even possible?!
as i pull up to the coffee shop, it seems to be the only kind of parking available.
“okay, y/n, you can do this.” i breathe out.
my hands grip onto the wheel, palms sweating and leg bouncing up and down.
line up passenger side mirror with other car’s driver side mirror and turn backwards, y/n.
i go for it.
it doesn’t work out, not surprised.
i try again, grateful that it was early in the morning and there was not many people driving on the road that i would be disturbing.
LRRL, left turn, right turn, right turn, left turn, y/n!
i line up with the car again, reversing and turning right accidentally, completely screwing up already.
i huff in annoyance. “this is bullshit.” i mutter pulling up to the car in front of me again.
i somehow manage to get the front of my car perfectly inside the space, the back, however, is an entirely different story. it was completely sticking out, the car in front me was too close and i had zero space to go forward and, obviously, i couldn’t park like this unless i wanted to anger other drivers and risk them hitting my car.
i check the road, no sign of any cars coming anytime soon, so i pull out my phone, searching the internet for tutorials on how to parallel park.
a few tears of frustration and a youtube video later, i’m back to trying all over again.
i follow absolutely every single word the man explained in the video and i still managed to fuck up entirely.
now, the back end of my car was sitting exactly where it was supposed to be, the front was nowhere near being where i’d like it. maybe the two cars i was trying to park in between were at fault, they were extremely close to me, and i didn’t drive a big car at all, so, i deemed it their fault, not mine.
oh, who am i kidding?! the cars were amazingly parked, it was my dumbass that couldn’t parallel park to save her damn life.
i rest my forehead on the steering wheel, sighing in irritation and contemplating whether the dumb coffee was even worth all of this trouble. “i’m a lost cause!” i groan.
i hear a light knocking on the driver door. my head remains on the wheel as i press on the button to lower my window, maybe not the safest thing to do, but i was ready to be put out of my misery.
“can i help you?” i look at the person with a bored expression, noticing it was a young man, looking close to my age and also extremely attractive. so fucking embarrassing, he’s looking right at my shitty parking!
“no!” he lets out a breathy laugh. “can i help you?” he tilts his head towards the front of my car that was sticking out stupidly.
“you’re going to help me park?” i cock my eyebrow at him.
“if you let me help you.” he matches my expression. “‘ve been watching you struggle from inside the clothing store for like fifteen minutes already.”
no way i’ve spent fifteen minutes trying to park this damn car.
“that’s a straight up stalker.” i cross my arms on my chest.
“nope,” he makes sure to pop the ‘p’. “just found it amusing to watch you be horrible at parallel parking, you look like you’re on the verge of tears.”
“that’s a bit rude,” i grumble.
“it’s the truth,” he shrugs his shoulders. “so, you want me to help you or are you going to continue making a complete fool of yourself?”
i decide to take the risk, it definitely isn’t smart to trust a complete stranger, whose name i didn’t even know, to drive my car, but i was so desperate to just park and get a coffee that i’ve been craving for days.
“please don’t drive away with my car, she’s my baby.” i beg as i begin removing my seatbelt.
he steps back from the door, giving me space to open it.
“i swear on my life, i will not drive away with your car, i’ve got my baby over there.” he gestures to one of the cars parked on the other side of the road, it was a lamborghini. of course it’s a fucking lamborghini, this is monaco for crying out loud.
“fuckin’ hell,” i mutter under my breath as i exit my car, allowing him to sit in the drivers seat.
“who the fuck has their seat this close to the damn wheel?!” i hear him exclaim, messing around with the seat and adjusting it to his liking.
“it’s extremely comfortable,” i defend myself. “and don’t fuck up my seat too much, i had it perfectly how i wanted it.”
“you drive like a little ol’ grandma!” he snickers which causes me to roll my eyes.
“stop talking and park my car,” i groan, he gives me a specific look and i sigh in frustration. “please.” i add on, he grins at the word.
“just watch and learn, sweetheart.” he smirks as he closes the door.
“call me that again and i key your car, i know what it looks like now.” i threaten.
“don’t speak like that to the person who’s doing you a humongous favor.” he quips.
“you offered first,” i mutter as i step onto the sidewalk to watch this random man work his magic.
and oh my gosh, how i wished the ground would swallow me.
the stranger parked my car perfectly on the very first try. the way he worked the wheel allowed him to maneuver the car around exactly how i wanted it to move with me driving. his jawline clenched as he checked the side mirrors, using them to know where to move, i should probably be using those more.
he puts my car in park and turns off the engine, getting out and walking to where i was standing.
“easy peasy, sweetheart.” he chuckles as he places my keys into my hands.
“that can’t be right! does my car have an auto-park button that i didn’t know about or what?” my eyebrows furrow as i stare at my car parked correctly and sitting all pretty.
“at this point, i’m your auto-park button,” stranger laughs, i can’t help but giggle too. “how did you even pass your drivers exam if you can’t parallel park?” he turns to look at me.
i snort, “you think i have a license?”
“i’d hope you have a license.” he looks at me questioningly.
“licenses are for losers.” i shrug my shoulders.
“licensed people actually know how to parallel park.” he retorts.
“why do you think i don’t have a license?!” i say exasperatedly.
he laughs, “where are you headed to anyway?”
i throw the keys into my purse, “i was going to get a coffee.” i pointed to the coffee shop right next to the clothing store.
“all of this trouble,” he waves his hands at my car. “for a coffee that you can easily make at home?!”
“it doesn’t taste the same at home.” i whine.
“let me pay for your coffee then, sweetheart, after seeing you struggle i can’t help but feel bad for you.”
at first, i was going to decline his offer, i was never one to like spending anyone else’s money, but then i remember the man drives a fucking lamborghini and this coffee would not make a dent in his bank account.
“what did i tell you about that name?” i complain.
“i just parked your car and i’m going to pay for your coffee, the least you can do is let me call you sweetheart, sweetheart.”
“at least tell me your name.”
“sorry, i didn’t properly introduce myself. i’m lando, lando norris.” lando holds his hand out. i can’t lie, the smile on his lips has my stomach doing flips, my eyes suddenly can’t leave his face.
“you know, when someone introduces themselves, you kinda say your name back.” he scratches the back of his neck with the same hand that was held out.
now he knows that i can’t parallel park and he probably thinks i’m crazy for staring at his face for so long.
“oh, my bad. i’m y/n y/l/n.”
“well sweetheart, let’s go get you that coffee, might relieve your moodiness.” i glare at his pretty face.
lando and i walk into the coffee shop together, i ordered my favorite coffee, along with a croissant, as per lando’s request. lando pays and we find a table to sit at, immediately jumping into a conversation.
i learn that he’s a formula one driver, i was somewhat familiar with the sport since one of the races is held here in monaco. the streets being blocked off does piss me off like no other, but i wasn’t going to tell lando that.
now i understand why he knows how to maneuver the car to parallel park, his whole life revolves around driving!
i tell him some things about the university life and what i’m currently studying. at one point he mentions that my sour mood was fixed with the coffee, how rude.
“lando, i have a class to get to soon.” i say as i begin picking up my trash on the table, i notice how lando frowned for a second.
“do you think you’ll be able to get out of the parking spot?” he continues the joke as he stares out at my car.
“yes, i will be able to get out of the parking spot!” i scoff jokingly. “i never said thank you, but thanks a lot, i really appreciate you helping me park, as embarrassing as it is. thank you for the coffee too, i really needed it.”
his toothy grin has me shooting heart eyes at him, “no worries, y/n, it definitely kept me entertained for a bit.” he slides a piece of paper towards me, “here’s my number, in case you ever need your personal auto-park button.”
i laugh as i grab the piece of paper, placing it safely inside of my purse. “i’ll make sure to call you for any parking help, and i’ll be expecting a call to go on a date soon.” i suggest.
“yes ma’am, i was already planning on it.” lando nods affirmatively.
“i’ll see you soon, y/n y/l/n.”
“see you, lando norris.” i softly brush my hand on his bicep as i walk towards the exit, throwing away my trash in the nearby trash can.
as i sit in my car, i can’t control the giddy feeling running through my body and the huge smile on my face. i thought today was going to be a shitty day due to it starting off bad with my struggles to parallel park, but a man named lando norris, and my new auto-park button, came and saved the day, i couldn’t ask for anything better.
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fin.
remember this is purely fiction! i don’t know what any of these people are truly like in real life!
summary. the one with the ferrari teammates as babysitters
warnings: swearing, like one dirty joke at the end
fluff
word count: 4.1k
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It was nearing two in the afternoon when Lando arrived home from training. As he was unlocking the front door, he could hear Y/N’s laughter blending in with their son’s, Giovanni, giggles. His heart fills with a feeling of tranquility, treasuring the sound of the two people he loves most being happy.
Lando continues with opening the door, only to find Giovanni wearing his favorite Spiderman suit getting chased by Y/N who was holding a pair of... tongs?
The two stop dead in their tracks once they heard the door opening. Y/N gasps, “Daddy’s home!” she exclaims to the three year old.
Giovanni instantly runs as fast as his little legs could take him, reaching Lando who was kneeling down with his arms wide open.
“Daddy!” the toddler squeals as he throws himself into his father's arms.
“Hi, my precious boy.” Lando places multiple kisses on his cheek, causing Giovanni to burst out laughing due to the tickling sensation.
Y/N walks towards them, no longer holding the tongs, but her face was full of tiredness.
Lando stands up, supporting Giovanni with one arm while using the other to pull Y/N close to him, kissing her on the lips.
“You alright, angel?” he questions once he notices how exhausted she looked.
“Yeah, m’fine. He’s just been up since six in the morning, he hasn’t run out of energy.”
Giovanni claps his hands. “I wake up early, like you!” he pokes the dimple that formed in Lando’s cheek when he smiled.
“You wore out Mommy, buddy.” He ruffles Giovanni’s curly locks before pulling Y/N closer to his chest, she leans most of her weight on him.
Lando looks down at Y/N, “Why were you chasing our son with that thing?” he chuckles.
“He told me to chase him with the tongs!” Y/N defends herself, giggling in between words. “He said that they looked like Doctor Octopus, so I had no other choice than to fulfill my son’s dreams of being a superhero.”
Lando laughs harder now, always finding the things that Y/N does for Giovanni amusing, but nonetheless thoughtful.
“Is that right, Gio?” Lando tickles his belly.
Giovanni nods his head, “Mommy pretend to be bad guy, I be superhero, Daddy!” he points excitedly to himself.
“Yeah, baby! You’re the greatest superhero on earth!” he says proudly, kissing his forehead before placing him on the ground. He runs off to the living room, both Y/N and Lando hear him dumping everything out of his toy basket.
Y/N sighs in defeat, resting her forehead head on Lando’s chest. “I had just cleaned all of his toys up.”
Lando kisses her head. “I’m sorry, my love,” he rubs her back comfortingly. “But, I know exactly what could cheer you up.” His hands go farther down, patting her bum a few times.
“Did you text Travis Kelce and ask him if he could tell Taylor Swift to get us tickets to The Eras Tour so I could hear ‘All To Well 10 Minute Version’ live for the first time?” Y/N looks up at him expectantly, her eyes glistening with excitement.
Lando’s eyes widen, knowing very well that he in fact did not do that. “Well…” he scratches the back of neck. “Not quite.”
“Oh,” Y/N says a little sadly. “That’s fine then.”
“I did, however, make dinner reservations for us two later tonight!” his eyebrows raise suggestively.
“Oh!” she now says excitedly. It had been a few weeks since her and Lando could have some alone time, so this was great news for her to hear.
“Wait, Lan! Our babysitter is out of town this entire month, who’s gonna take care of Gio?” The sudden realization deflates her entire mood.
“Fuck,” Lando groans, pinching the bridge of his nose in between his fingers.
“Well, there goes that down the drain,” Y/N mumbles.
“We could ask Osc and Lily?” Lando suggests but Y/N shakes her head.
“They’re going on a date, too. I was just texting with Lily.”
Lando chews on his bottom lip, thinking of who he could possibly ask to take care of their child so him and his wife could spend some time together.
“It’s fine, Lan,” Y/N shrugs her shoulders. “We can always wait for another time.”
“No, no, no. We need this like right now, I can tell how much you just need to relax, baby,” he continues thinking. “How about you go take a quick nap while I figure out who can babysit, yeah?”
“It’s okay, I’m fine,” Y/N is quick to fight back but Lando shuts her down.
“Go rest, Y/N,” he says softly. “You’ve done a great job taking care of Gio all morning and I want you energized for our date,” he massages her shoulders.
Y/N gives in and begins walking to their bedroom, making sure to kiss Giovanni on the cheek before jumping into bed.
As Lando walks to the kitchen he sees Giovanni following in Y/N's footsteps. “Giovanni, don’t disturb Mommy right now, she needs some sleep.” The toddler reluctantly stops in his tracks, turning around and walking towards Lando.
“Why Mommy need sleep, Daddy?” he asks as Lando picks him up, setting him down on the counter.
“Because you, my son, are a wild child and you make her lose her energy very quickly,” he squishes his cheeks, making Giovanni giggle.
Lando leans against the counter, right next to the toddler, scrolling through his contacts, knowing exactly who to text.
“How do you feel about Uncle Charles babysitting you tonight, Gio?”
Giovanni gasps, “Yes, yes, yes! I wanna see Uncle Charlie! I wanna see Uncle Charlie!” he squeals.
Lando’s eyebrows furrow. “Wow, seems like you love him more than me, what a way to hurt your dad,” he mutters, more to himself as Giovanni is too distracted in his own excitement.
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Y/N gets closer to the vanity mirror, putting on an expensive pair of hoop earrings that Lando gifted her on their one year anniversary.
The nap that she took was actually very alleviating, she was full of energy now. Lando had woken her up about an hour and a half ago so they could shower together and begin getting ready for their date.
As she finishes up, Lando walks into the bedroom, letting out a low whistle once he sees the dress that she was wearing.
It was a skin-tight, floor-length emerald green dress, one that she knew Lando loved very much. Her bold eye makeup, perfectly done, went gorgeous with the green from the dress. It had actually been a while since she’s put this much time into herself, and she can’t lie, she definitely has been needing this.
“Look at you, gorgeous girl,” lando compliments, his eyes never leaving her figure. “How did I marry the most stunning woman to walk on earth?!”
Y/N shakes her head as she laughs, “Shut up, Lan.” Her blush was the exact same as the one on their first date years ago.
Giovanni walks in soon after, eyes lighting up as he sees Y/N. “Mommy you look so be… beau…” Giovanni taps his chin with his index finger. “What the word, Daddy?” he looks at Lando for help.
“Beautiful, Gio, beautiful.” Lando grins at his son who is expanding his vocabulary.
“Beautiful! You look beautiful like a princess, Mommy!” he raises his hands and clapping them up in the air.
“That’s what I’m sayin’!” she hears Lando exclaim from his place on the bed.
Y/N can’t help but pout at how adorable her son is, tears nearly filling her eyes. She reaches to pick him up in her arms, leaving a lot of kisses on his cheek and also red lipstick marks.
“So,” she turns to look at Lando. “Who did you find to babysit our child?” she asks as she puts Giovanni down on the bed, next to Lando.
He smirks, “You’ll have to wait and find out, baby. This person will be here in a few short minutes.” This causes Y/N to roll her eyes and groan playfully, she had always been the type to hate surprises.
“Gio, my angel, can you tell Mommy who’s going to take care of you tonight?” Y/N looks at her son, knowing that he was an extremely obedient kid.
“Yes Mommy! It’s-” Giovanni is quickly cut off by Lando’s large hand covering his mouth.
“La, la, la, la, la!” Lando sings loudly to make sure Y/N can’t hear anything that Giovanni says.
“Lando!” Y/N laughs. “Leave the poor baby alone!” she clutches her stomach.
Lando hesitantly removes his hand, “No telling Mommy, bud,” he points a finger at him, Giovanni just nods along.
“This person will be here very soon, my love. Don’t be such a surprise hater,” Lando chuckles.
“I can’t help it.” Y/N shrugs, slipping on her high heels.
The doorbell is heard, ringing throughout the entire home. Y/N is quick to walk to the front door. “I need to find out who this person is,” she claims.
Y/N opens the door, greeted by not one Ferrari driver, but two Ferrari drivers. She can’t help the stunned look that washes over her face.
“Oh my gosh, Lando you asked Charles and Carlos?!” she calls out.
“Wait what, Carlos? I had only texted Charles.” Lando peaks his head to the entrance hallway, cackling as he sees the Ferrari teammates grinning as they stand happily outside the door.
“Hello to you all too,” Carlos speaks up, inviting himself inside and hugging Y/N first. “You look very gorgeous, Mrs. Y/N Norris.”
“Thank you, Carlos.” Y/N smiles as she pulls away and hugs Charles, Carlos walking over to greet Lando.
“Carlos and I were hanging out when Lando texted me, he wanted to come along too,” Charles explains as he hugs Y/N.
“Are you both sure you’re okay with babysitting on a Friday night?” Y/N asks shyly.
“Oh yes of course!” Carlos reassures the woman. “We love the kid more than anything!”
“By the way, where is he?” Charles questions as he looks around the empty living room.
On cue, Giovanni comes running out from his room, carrying all kinds of race cars.
“Uncle Charlie!” Giovanni shouts and drops the toys to hug him. He gasps once he notices Carlos standing by his parents.
“Uncle Carlos here too?!” he runs to hug him, Carlos picks him up and begins tickling the toddler, making him squeal and laugh loudly.
Carlos sets the kid down, watching as he runs to Charles to show him all of his toys before turning to Y/N and Lando, “Now, you two lovebirds, go enjoy your very amazing date together, spend your time alone incredibly. Rent a hotel room, if you know what I’m saying,” he nudges their side with his elbows, Y/N and Lando both giggle. “Your child will have a lot of fun with his amazing uncles.”
“I left a paper of all the things he needs on the kitchen counter,” Y/N informs him. “Don’t give him grapes, he’s allergic.”
Carlos nods along, already knowing all of this information. “Don’t worry, Y/N. Your baby is in very safe hands, you take this night to relax, okay?”
Y/N smiles sheepishly, “Sorry, mom worries.” She feels Lando rub her arm soothingly.
“That’s alright, have fun you two.” He pushes the couple out the door. “I know Charles and I will have a lot of fun turning your child into a Ferrari fan!” He shuts their own front door in their faces before they can begin to protest.
“Alright, Gio,” Carlos rubs his hands together as he walks to the couch where him and Charles are sitting at. “What Formula 1 team do you like again?” he plops down on the couch.
“I like McLaren,” he says proudly. “Daddy drives McLaren, and Uncle Oscie.”
“Well yes, but isn’t the Ferrari super cool?” Charles asks. “You love animals, don’t you Gio?”
Gio nods enthusiastically, “I love animals, Mommy show me all types of animals!”
“Guess what? The Ferrari logo is a horse! Can you believe that, Gio?!”
Giovanni’s eyes light up, his mouth going wide. “Can you show me the horsey?!”
Charles shows him the Ferrari logo, Giovanni immediately falls in love with the black prancing horse. Carlos grins, realizing it wasn’t all that hard to turn the kid into a fan.
The two Ferrari teammates put YouTube on the TV, playing videos of a Ferrari on track.
Giovanni gasps as he watches the cars zoom by. “Red! Red! Red! I like red! Red is Spiderman color!” The poor child couldn’t believe his eyes, his entire body buzzing with excitement.
“Oh look, Gio!” Carlos points at the TV. “That’s Michael Schumacher, one of the greatest of all time.”
“Mike… Michael Chewmacher?” he furrows his eyebrows at Carlos.
“Shumacher, chico,” Carlos chuckles.
“Chewmacher,” Giovanni nods affirmatively, his pronunciation was a little bad but he was only three, you couldn’t judge him very harshly.
After watching a few more videos, Charles begins reaching into a backpack that he had brought along with him, pulling out an official toddler size Ferrari polo, he shows it off to Giovanni.
“That for me?!” he looks up at Charles with the sweetest puppy dog eyes.
“Of course it’s for you, buddy,” Charles grins.
“Thank you, Uncle Charlie and Uncle Carlos!” Giovanni has always been a known hugger, so he quickly wraps his short arms around the two men.
“We brought a toy Ferrari too, want to go put it in your room?” Carlos suggests, Giovanni agrees immediately and leads the two towards his bedroom.
The three make it to his room, Giovanni shows off some of his drawings and all kinds of stuffed animals he has before Charles asks where he would like to put the display car.
“Hm,” the toddler puts a hand on his hip as he looks around the room, trying to think of where to put his new gift. “There, Uncle Charlie!” he points to the shelf hung right above his dresser, somewhere too high for him to reach.
“I put Daddy car there, but I want Ferrari there now,” Giovanni smiles. “Please,” he makes sure to say.
Charles and Carlos exchange a look, knowing very well that Lando will be livid at the fact that they have converted his son into a Ferrari fan.
They go along with whatever Giovanni says and Charles reaches to remove the display McLaren and replaces it with the Ferrari. He hands the McLaren to Giovanni, “Where would you like to put this then, Gio?”
“I put next to my bed, Daddy will be close to me.” He places the car on his nightstand. Both men coo at the little boy’s words, finding it adorable how much he shows his love for his parents.
“I’ll put your new shirt inside of this drawer, where all of your other shirts are at.” Giovanni nods as Carlos folds the shirt and places it inside of the drawer.
“Can we watch more Ferrari, please?” Giovanni asks with sleepy eyes, wanting to make the most of his time with his uncles.
“A new Ferrari movie came out this year, wanna watch it?” Charles asks. With a quick nod, the three make their way to the living room again.
At around eight in the evening, little Giovanni had fallen asleep half way through the movie, something both Charles and Carlos were sure was going to happen. It was a little bit past his bedtime, but that’s a secret Y/N and Lando didn't need to know.
Charles picked up the toddler from the couch, taking him to his room so he could sleep comfortably in his own bed. Carlos followed closely behind him.
Once he was nicely tucked in bed, he stirs around before opening his eyes the slightest bit, looking at Charles and Carlos who stood in the doorway. “Thank you Uncle Charlie and Uncle Carlos, Forza Ferrari!” he fist bumps the air with his tiny hand.
The two have to cover their mouths to quiet the loud laughs that want to escape.
“Forza Ferrari, good night, Gio.”
“Night, night,” and the kid is out like a light once again. Charles softly closes his bedroom door.
The two men make eye contact, "Lando is going to kill us,” Carlos laughs quietly.
“I know, I know,” Charles nods his head solemnly.
The Ferrari teammates lounge around the living room for a bit, also cleaning up any of the mess they made so the young couple wouldn’t have to worry about it.
It was nearing ten thirty when Charles heard keys jingling in the front door, he quickly wakes up Carlos who had fallen asleep.
The two lovers walk into their home, a little wobbly and a giggling mess, but they both quiet down once they notice how quiet it is inside.
“Hey guys, have fun?” Charles asks as he begins picking up his backpack.
“So much fun, thank you both for babysitting, we appreciate it a lot. How much would you like us to pay you?” Y/N begins reaching for her small bag that she carried but Carlos is quick to stop her.
“No, no! Don’t pay us anything, Y/N. We’re your friends and when you needed something we were here for you two, please don’t pay us.”
Y/N looks at the two gratefully, “Thank you guys, really.”
“It’s no problem, you know we love Giovanni a lot.” Carlos pulls the couple into a side hug. “He’s sleeping in his room right now.”
“Thanks guys,” Lando fist bumps the two. “You didn’t make him a Ferrari fan, did you?”
Charles immediately shakes his head. “No, no, of course not, he’s very loyal to McLaren,” Charles lies, wishing he could see their reaction when Giovanni shows them his new shirt.
After a bit more conversation, the Ferrari teammates leave the Norris household. Y/N and Lando check up on Giovanni, both giving his forehead a kiss as he slept.
The couple quickly get ready for bed and soon enough they’re cuddled up together in the comfortable sheets. “The Ferrari movie was in the continue watching on our Hulu account, baby.” Lando suddenly says into the darkness.
Y/N snorts, “Don’t think too much about it, Lan. Maybe the guys watched it as he was sleeping.”
Lando decides to listen to his wife's words. With his mind at ease, he falls asleep extremely quick.
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The next morning, the slightly hungover adults were woken up by Giovanni jumping on the bed, claiming he wanted pancakes for breakfast.
Lando, who was less hungover than Y/N, decided he would be the one to get up to make the food.
He leaves Giovanni and Y/N lying in bed, going to the bathroom to freshen up before making his way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
“Let’s get you ready for the day, okay sweetheart?” Y/N says sleepily as she kisses her son’s head.
“Mommy, can I change by myself?” Giovanni asks as he begins to climb off the bed.
Y/N smiles and agrees, thinking that it was right to start letting him be a little more independent.
“Okay, my love, I’ll be in the bathroom brushing my teeth and getting ready.” Giovanni nods as he runs out of his parents' bedroom and to his own.
He digs through his drawers, knowing exactly what he was going to wear; his new Ferrari shirt, of course!
With a bit of struggle, he manages to slip the red shirt over his head. He pulls out the first pair of shorts he finds, which were some denim ones that he wears a lot due to them being so easy to put on by himself.
“Gio, come over here so I can brush your teeth!” the toddler hears Y/N call out to him.
He quickly runs back to Y/N and Lando’s bedroom, walking into the connected bathroom.
Y/N can’t control the loud laugh that escapes her mouth once she sees what her son is wearing.
“You look so handsome, angel!” she makes sure to compliment him first, to not lower his self esteem. “Did your uncles get you that shirt?”
Giovanni nods proudly, “I a Ferrari fan now, Mommy. Forza Ferrari!” he exclaims before Y/N hands him the tooth brush. He brushes on his own, but she still has to help him here and there.
“Let’s see what your Daddy’s gonna say about this,” she giggles, looking at Giovanni through the mirror, he begins to giggle as well.
The two make their ways to the kitchen, Lando was a bit distracted by placing the prepared dishes on the kitchen island to notice them coming.
But once he does look up, it almost feels like his world stopped spinning, his heart dropping to his stomach, his eyes going wide.
“Gio, my sweet precious angel of mine, what are you wearing, buddy?” he questions with his voice trembling a little.
“New Ferrari shirt, Daddy! I like Ferrari, Forza Ferrari!” Giovanni shouts as Y/N helps him onto one of the stools.
Lando winces at the words coming out of his child’s mouth. “Y/N, stab me, it would actually hurt less,” he gestures to the knife he had left by the stove.
“Lando!” Y/N scolds, chuckling quietly. “Don’t be so dramatic, baby,” she walks up to him and kisses his cheek. “You know he’s always gonna love McLaren.”
“Gio, you still love McLaren, right?” Lando continues questioning the child as he eats some fruit on his plate.
“A little, I love Ferrari a lot now.” Giovanni keeps stuffing his face, not paying any attention to the look of distraught on his father’s face.
“I don’t know how many more times my heart could break,” Lando clutches his chest.
“Giovanni, this is a McLaren household, okay?” Giovanni only shrugs his shoulders. “Even your mommy says so, and we all listen to what Mommy says,” he turns to look at Y/N.
“Well… I was a Ferrari fan before I even met you, Lan.” Y/N admits sheepishly.
“Oh my gosh! This is the worst day of my life!” Lando gasps at his wife’s words. “I need to make a phone call,” he pulls his phone out his pocket.
Y/N laughs, wondering who he could be calling at eight in the morning.
“Mate, what could you possibly want right now?” Oscar’s groggy voice comes from Lando’s phone speaker.
“Oscar, I need you to come over right this second, your nephew is a fucking Ferrari fan! wWe need to convert him back to McLaren!” Lando frantically says into the phone, earning a soft slap to his shoulder from Y/N for cussing in front of Giovanni, the kid was smart and constantly picked up new words that he heard.
“What?!” Oscar’s alarmed voice was heard.
“Uncle Oscie coming?!” Lando ignores Giovanni's enthusiastic voice, but Y/N whispers a quiet ‘maybe’ to him.
“Yes, mate, I can’t believe it! You need to bring Lily too, Y/N all of a sudden wants to admit that she was a Ferrari fan!” Y/N bursts into laughter as the two McLaren teammates share a hysterical and shocked phone call.
And so later in the afternoon, Oscar and Lily come over. The couple and Lando are back to back talking to Y/N and Giovanni into being McLaren fans. Y/N doesn’t take it very seriously, laughing the entire time, but Giovanni was extremely interested in all of the fun facts that his Uncle Osc was telling him about the team.
By evening, Giovanni was back to normal (as Lando would say) and he was officially back to being a McLaren fan. Oscar, Lily, and Lando nod proudly at their hard work, Y/N just sits back and observes how idiotic they were.
Lando also made sure to send a joking ‘I hate you so much’ text to both Charles and Carlos, the Ferrari teammates replied with a winky face emoji.
“The air feels like… cleaner, y’know, now that our child is a McLaren fan again.” Lando raises his nose and takes a whiff of the air. Y/N laughs quietly.
Oscar and Lily had left around an hour ago and Giovanni had just been put to bed, so Y/N did not want to wake him by laughing.
“Holy fuck, Lando, you are so dramatic!” she giggles as she leans against his shoulder.
“It’s cause it’s the truth,” he defends. “This is a McLaren household, and I’m going to have a McLaren child. Speaking of which, would you let me put another McLaren child into you tonight?”
Y/N’s eyes widen, completely caught off guard. “Oh my gosh, what am I going to do with you?!”
Lando could only cackle menacingly before picking Y/N up over his shoulder and walking towards their bedroom.
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fin.
Remember this is purely fiction! I don’t know what any of these people are truly like in real life!
summary. the one with the displeasing new boyfriend
warnings: read at ur own risk. y/n is a cheater (don’t cheat 🙅🏻♀️), swearing, porn w very small plot, mirror sex, unprotected p in v (be safe🫡), oral (fem), degrading names, spanking, big O denial. kinda happy ending?
smut
word count: 2.4k
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This was wrong. So, so, so wrong. Y/N knew it.
She shouldn’t be here. She shouldn’t be standing at the door of her ex boyfriend’s apartment, a place that is extremely well known to her.
But she was so, so, so desperate.
Her hand trembles as she raises it to knock.
A series of three light taps, followed by a brief pause, and then two slightly firmer knocks.
A distinctive rhythm that echoes through the door, a subtle yet intentional pattern that announces her presence.
It was her and Oscar's signature knock. Something the couple made up when they first met, years ago. It was just a silly little thing at first, but the two always used it throughout their relationship… and now that things have ended.
A quick shuffle comes from the other side of the door, then the locks being unlocked before Y/N is greeted by Oscar's pretty face, sleepy-eyed and a tangle mess of hair framing his face. His upper body was bare, revealing the perfectly sculptured lines tracing his abdomen, broad shoulders on full display. Grey sweatpants hung loosely on his hips, doing things to Y/N's stomach.
His eyes narrowed as he stared at her. Well, a tight black dress and red lipstick doesn’t seem very ideal at two in the morning.
“What you doing here, sweetheart?” His voice is laced with sleep, yet the way he says it almost sounds mocking. “Upset at your new boy toy?”
“How’d you know?” Y/N's confidence slightly falters, hating the fact that he knows her so well.
“Wild guess.” He shrugs his shoulders, opening the door wider to let the woman in.
Without a second thought, she walks inside. Seeing the familiar apartment again felt nostalgic, even if it had only been eight months.
“So…” Oscar says lowly as he closes the front door. “How’ve you been?”
“Good.” She nods her head awkwardly.
“What’s up, Y/N? Don’t you literally have a new boyfriend waiting for you at home?” Oscar says as he begins getting closer and closer to her.
“I…” Her voice suddenly gets lost in her throat, she quickly clears it. “I’m so desperate, Osc. I can’t keep faking orgasms and my fucking vibrator is getting tired of me,” she confesses.
She walks up to him and wraps her arms around his neck, feeling comfort from the warmth coming from his body. “Please, give me something, Osc,” she begs, her nails gently running across the back of his neck.
Oscar’s hands come to rest right above her hips and for a few seconds he couldn’t look at his ex in the eye, seeming like he was contemplating something.
“You know where my room is at,” he finally speaks up. “I want you ready for me on the bed, take this dress off and keep the heels on," he demands, moving his hands down lower and giving her ass a firm squeeze.
Y/N smiles, feeling giddy at the fact that she would be getting what she wants.
She hurriedly walks to his bedroom, knowing the apartment like the back of her hand. As she walks, she can’t control the excitement coursing through her body like electricity, and the arousal beginning to build with each step she takes.
Once she finally reaches the bedroom, she takes in her surroundings. The comforter had only been pulled back on his side of the bed, the other her side was left untouched. His room wasn’t extremely messy, just a few pieces of clothing in a pile in the corner of the bedroom, something that she always scolded him for, but it was good to know he hasn’t changed.
His cologne lingers in the air, the same cologne Y/N used to spray on her pillows when he was away for races and she would lay lonely in bed. Him being gone all of the time was the reason why she broke up with him in the first place.
She quickly slips off the black dress, leaving it on the hardwood floor. She takes a deep breath to prepare herself as she climbs onto the familiar bed, memories of the nights of pleasure, giggling and cuddling the couple shared when they were dating begin to creep back into her mind while she rests back on her forearms.
She hears Oscar’s footsteps begin to get closer and closer, her entire being vibrated with anticipation, her hands itching to be tangled in his hair, arousal almost seeping through her underwear.
“Fuck, baby.” Oscar throws his head back once he steps into the room, noticing the orange lingerie Y/N had put on, just for him.
He gets on the bed, hovering over her body, his hands running up and down her sides. “You prepared for this, didn’t you? Wearing my team color.”
Her mouth doesn’t seem to work as quick as her brain, she doesn’t realize this until Oscar lays a heavy hand down on the side of her thigh, the sound echoing throughout the room. A surprised squeak escapes her mouth, not expecting him to do that.
“Answer me when I speak to you, Y/N,” he says sternly, running a soothing hand over the part of flesh that he slapped.
“Fuck, yes, I prepared for this, I’ve been planning on coming here for a while,” she whines, not being able to stop the embarrassing confession coming out of her mouth.
“Dirty, dirty girl, aren’t you?” His index finger and thumb squeeze her nipples through the thin material, the pleasure that shoots throughout her body causes her to forgot to answer his question, again.
“Strike two, Y/N.” Oscar flips her body over. Now she lay on her stomach, her ass on full display for him. “Count each one, mess up and you won’t get anything tonight.” With his hands resting on her ass, she immediately knows what’s coming.
His hand comes striking down, Y/N cries out, both in pleasure and pain. “One,” her shaky voice is muffled by the sheets.
Oscar continues going, until they reach 10. She lets out a sigh of relief once she feels him rubbing the raw and red skin. “Good girl, you managed to count correctly.” He begins slipping the panties down her legs slowly, the cool air hitting her cunt causes shivers to go down her spine.
“Look at you…” Oscar mused. “Missed me this much, Y/N? Just look at just how wet you are. You like getting treated like a slut, isn’t that right, Y/N?” he says as he runs two fingers through her slit, collecting arousal on his fingertips before pushing them straight into her awaiting hole.
She cries out, gripping his sheets, knuckles turning white. “Yes, fuck Osc, I love getting treated like this.” She makes sure to answer this time, not wanting any more punishments.
His fingers start working in and out of her at a slow pace, she already feels the orgasm rising in her stomach. She was finally receiving the pleasure she's been yearning for, obviously her new boyfriend wasn’t providing enough and a vibrator gets boring after a while.
“Fuck, Osc, I’m gonna come.” She instantly regrets saying those words because it causes Oscar to remove his fingers, denying an orgasm.
“No, no, no,” Y/N whines, her feet thrashing around slightly. “Please, I need it so badly.” The begging is embarrassing but in this moment, she can't find it in herself to care.
“Don’t be a fucking brat, Y/N.” Another harsh slap on her ass, she saw that one coming.
Oscar turns her back around, she was lying on her back once again. He removes her bra, throwing it across the room.
His mouth quickly envelopes one nipple, one hand tweaking with the other nipple. Y/N throws her head back onto his pillows, soft moans coming from her mouth.
Once he’s finished with that nipple, he puts his mouth on the other one, sucking and gently biting down. He leaves marks all over her breasts and on her chest, something that she'll definitely need to be covering up.
Oscar trails down her stomach, kissing all around her abdomen and right under her belly button. He goes further down, placing Y/N's legs over his shoulders, his bunny teeth sinking into the flesh of her inner thighs.
“Please, Oscar, do something!” Her hand tangles in his hair, pushing his head closer to where she needed him the most. However, he doesn’t budge, stupid her thinking that would work on a Formula One driver.
“Be as quiet as you can, don’t wanna wake the neighbors, do we?” he says before placing his lips on her clit, his tongue flicking against it. His left hand kneads her thigh as the other one comes closer to her cunt, inserting two fingers into her hole. Y/N's high heels dig into his back, he groans in pleasure into her heat, the vibrations feeling extraordinary.
Her loud moans are muffled by her own hand covering her mouth, her other hand tweaking with her nipples. It feels like years since she's felt pleasure like this. Goosebumps erupt on her skin, her orgasm getting closer and closer. Oscar’s fingers hitting the spongy part inside of her cunt along with his tongue on her clit has her seeing stars.
“Oscar, I’m gonna come,” she says as quietly as possible. Almost not wanting to tell him so he doesn't deny her again.
To her dismay, Oscar pulls away. He doesn’t allow her to come, again.
Tears of frustration begin pouring from her eyes. “Osc, please!” she whines.
“You gotta be patient, Y/N.” He presses kisses to her thighs.
“Turn to look at the mirror,” Oscar gestures to the mirror angled towards his bed, a mirror him and Y/N have very good memories with. “Get on all fours.”
She quickly does what she's told, knowing that if she obeyed him, she’d get an orgasm soon.
Y/N stares at her reflection in the mirror, seeing how fucked over she looked, her makeup extremely runny. She almost finds it embarrassing to see the desperation in her eyes and how fast Oscar can make her lose all self-respect.
She watches as Oscar comes behind her, sliding his sweatpants and boxers down his legs, throwing them to the floor. He leans down and presses sweet kisses down her spine before grabbing his cock, sliding it across her cunt, teasing her clit with the tip.
Y/N slightly pushes herself backwards, shaking her hips to get him to do something, anything. “C’mon, Osc,” she encouraged.
He spits on his hand, lubing himself up despite Y/N's arousal drenching him. He slowly pushes into her awaiting cunt, both gasping at the feeling. “Fuck, Y/N, what are you doing to me?” He grips onto her hips, using them as leverage as he begins to slide in and out of her. He didn’t give her any time to adjust, immediately setting a very quick pace.
Her pussy is perfectly molded for his cock, the way it fits amazingly and hits every spot correctly is just an incredible feeling.
“Yes, Oscar, feels so good!” Y/N cries out as she looks at themselves in the mirror, seeing how Oscar’s eyebrows are furrowed as he stares down to where their bodies meet, the sweat coating his body glistens in the dimly lit room, a single strand of hair sticks to his sweaty forehead.
She shoves her face into the mattress, wanting to keep her moans as concealed as possible. However, she feels Oscar’s big hand grab onto the hair at the back of her head, pulling her up and forcing her to look in the mirror.
“Look at yourself in the mirror, Y/N,” he demands. “Look at what a dirty slut you are, cheating on your boyfriend with your ex. He’ll never be able to fuck you this good.” She feels humiliated, but the feeling of an orgasm bubbling inside of her overcomes the humiliation.
“Please, Osc, I’m so close, please don’t stop!” she begs, hoping that he wouldn’t deny her from an orgasm for the third time.
He reaches around her body, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing quick circles on it, just how she likes it.
“Come, Y/N. Show me how well only I can make you come, baby.” The pet name only intensifies the feeling and she gushes all over his cock, the liquid coating both of their thighs and his sheets.
She buries her face into the sheets, feeling as Oscar thrusts into her a couple more times before coming inside of her, groaning as he does.
He stays like that for a few moments before he pulls out, Y/N looks in the mirror and sees him walk to his bathroom, hearing the sink run for some seconds.
Oscar comes back with a wet washcloth, running it gently over her thighs and cunt, cleaning up the mess that they made. She quivers slightly, still feeling extremely sensitive. He reaches down and unclasps the heels, pulling them off of her feet, a massive wave of relief washes over Y/N.
He hands her a clean T-shirt, he had already put on a new pair of boxers.
She takes it and slips it on, watching him as he sits on the edge of the bed, opposite to where it was wet.
“Why did you come here, Y/N?” His head is in his hands.
She stares at his back, not knowing what to answer.
“You’re the one who broke up with me, never giving me a reason why and now you’re here again,” he rubs his face. “I don’t know why I just let you in like it was nothing when you truly hurt me.”
“I still love you, Oscar,” she admits quietly. “I broke up with you because you traveled so much and I just felt lonely.” She gets closer to where he sits. “I thought I would find someone better out there but I never did. There’s no other you, Osc. I’m sorry I hurt you, I don’t know what I was thinking.”
“Are you being genuine or is it just because of the sex?” His harsh tone takes her aback, but she honestly deserves it.
“I promise, it’s not just the sex. There’s no one that gets me like you do, no one that gets my humor or just treats me incredibly like you do.”
“Break up with your boyfriend?” He turns to look at her, an eyebrow raised.
Y/N chuckles softly, “I was planning on it either way.”
Oscar leans in to kiss her, the first time they’ve kissed since the breakup, and Y/N knew that she was getting her Oscar back, she knew that there was no one out there like him. This was a massive hardship in their relationship, but at least they came out of it together.
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fin.
Remember this is purely fiction! I don’t know what any of these people are truly like in real life!
summary. the one with the domestic feeling early on <3
warnings: swearing, slight suggestive content
fluff
word count: 1.2k
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Y/N lifts her hand lazily, yawning as she knocks on Lando’s front door. Her book bag slowly slips off of her shoulder, the weight of so many textbooks and her laptop was hard to keep steady.
She hears the door unlocking before it’s opened, revealing a very happy and energetic Lando, completely contrary to her own mood.
“Hey baby!” Lando exclaims as he grabs Y/N’s hand and pulls her into the apartment. “I really need to get you some keys for this place,” he mumbles as he closes the door behind her.
Y/N chuckles, “Are you sure, Lan? We’ve only been dating for four months.” She kisses his lips, Lando quickly kissing back.
“Feels like we’ve been dating forever.” His smile as he pulls away makes Y/N go weak in the knees, adoring the small little dimple that forms in his cheek. She can’t help but kiss him once again, smiling as she does.
“What do you wanna do today, sweetheart?” Lando asks as he leads her to the kitchen.
“Is it okay if I work on some assignments?” Y/N sets her bag down on the counter. “Stupid professor assigned some work last minute,” she grumbles.
“Of course it’s alright, I’ll serve you some lemonade,” Lando says, opening the refrigerator door and reaching for the pitcher full of the delicious drink.
Y/N immediately sits at the dining table and begins typing away at her laptop. She was an extremely responsible student and had finished all of her work the week before, however, her professor posted new assignments just yesterday with the due date being extremely close so she wanted to get them done as soon as possible.
Lando appears with two glasses of lemonade in his hands, quickly noticing how Y/N chewed on her bottom lip in frustration. Her eyelids heavy with exhaustion despite it only being two in the afternoon.
“What time did you go to sleep last night, angel?” Lando asks as he places a cup in front of her. He walks behind her and begins massaging her shoulders.
Y/N hums in pleasure, “Thank you, love.” She takes a large sip from the cup. “I stayed up until like three or four in the morning trying to finish this work,” a yawn cuts her off. “Plus, I had to wake up like at six ‘cause a friend of mine wanted to have a study session before going to the gym.”
Lando halts his movements. “Baby, close that laptop, we’re gonna take a nap.”
“No, no, it’s okay I swear,” Y/N immediately begins to protest.
“C’mon, someone needs a nap.” Lando pats her shoulders.
y/n can’t help but give in, after a sleepless night and having to wake up so early, a nap really does sound nice right now.
Once she saves her work and stands from the chair, Lando begins pulling her to the bedroom. “Wait, Lan, my lemonade!” causes him to stop and allow the girl to grab her cup before clasping their hands together and walking to his room.
“Is it okay if I take a quick shower?” Y/N asks as she sets her half-empty cup down on the coaster atop his nightstand. She had taken a body shower at the gym, but after realizing that she would be cuddling with Lando, she wanted her hair to be as clean as possible.
“Oh, I forgot I have a surprise for you in the bathroom!” Lando says excitedly, ushering her towards the bathroom connected to his bedroom.
Y/N’s face was full of confusion, having no idea what kind of surprise could possibly involve being inside of a bathroom of all places.
“Check this out, baby.” Lando pulls back the shower curtain, revealing the large amount of self care products Y/N uses. Shampoos, conditioners, hair masks, shaving oils, body scrubs, body washes, loofahs, and even razors were organized neatly in the caddy hung on the shower head.
Y/N was speechless, having no idea what she did to deserve someone who cared enough for her to make her feel at home in their own house. The simple action alone made their relationship feel so domestic, something she couldn’t wait to feel with Lando.
She was also speechless at the fact that she knew this cost a lot of money; she never bought products all at the same time, that was way too much money.
“When I went over to your place, I took a picture of all of the things in your shower. I want you to feel like you’re at home here,” he explains shyly.
“Lan, oh my gosh,” she gasps. “Holy shit, thank you, thank you!” She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him close to her body, attempting to show how grateful she truly was.
“How much did this cost? I swear I’ll repay you when I can.” Lando cuts her off by kissing her on the lips.
“Don’t you worry about the money, my love,” he shakes his head. “You’ve taken a fair amount of showers here and I know showering with men’s stuff isn’t exactly ideal, so I did this on my own, don’t think about repaying me, ‘kay?”
“Thank you, Lan. Genuinely, thank you, this means so much to me.” Y/N is still in disbelief as she looks closely at all of the products, matching exactly what she had at home in her own shower.
“Anything for you,” Lando kisses her cheek, slowly making his way down to her neck. "How about we take this shower and I’ll see just how moisturizing that body wash of yours claims to be?” he mumbles against her neck causing her to giggle before they both begin stripping their clothes.
After a long shower (long because Lando wanted Y/N to explain what every single product is used for… and other reasons), the couple was now dressed in comfortable clothes and laying in Lando’s huge bed.
Y/N’s head rested on his chest, her fingers toying with the strings of his black hoodie. She was on the brink of falling asleep but something wasn’t quite right just yet.
Her hand slowly trails down his torso, landing on the hem of the hoodie. “Can you take this off?” She gently tugs on it.
Lando chuckles, “Baby, still needy after that shower we had?” he teases, pinching her sides playfully. “If you wanted more, you could’ve just said!”
Y/N laughs loudly, feeling her cheeks heat up. “No! I just feel closer to you when you have nothing on!” she defends. “I don’t know, you’re like a personal heater and I sleep better and it’s just really comfortable,” she continues.
Lando laughs at her rambling, “It’s okay, love, I’m just messing around.” He sits up, pulling the garment off and tossing it to the foot of the bed.
He lays back against the pillows, opening his arms as a way to welcome Y/N. She quickly shuffles closer to him, sighing in satisfaction as her head lays back down on his bare chest.
“Better now, angel?” Lando kisses the top of her head.
“So much better.” Y/N hums, her exhausted self rapidly being enveloped by the sleep she’s been needing all day.
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fin.
Remember this is purely fiction! I don’t know what any of these people are truly like in real life!
summary. the one with the camcorder and cute memories
warnings: swearing, very brief description of y/n (nothing too major), pregnancy
fluff
word count: 5.8k
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The First Date
Lando and Y/N had met at a small coffee shop close to the local supermarket. The moment he laid his eyes upon her it was like the world stopped spinning. He thought that she was the most beautiful girl to have graced earth.
He knew he couldn't leave without asking her out on a date.
Although shy, he did manage to ask her out which leads us to where we are today; Lando and Y/N's very first date.
The two 18 year olds sit on a hand knitted checkered blanket that they had laid down on the grass. A woven wicker picnic basket placed in the middle of the blanket stored all of the food and drinks that Lando had prepared early in the morning.
"I hope you like lasagna, that's what I decided to cook," Lando says as he takes out the plastic container full of lasagna and two plates from the basket.
Y/N gasps excitedly, "It's my favorite food ever!"
Lando mentally pats himself on the back, proud of himself for guessing correctly.
The two get to know each other as they eat the delicious homemade lasagna. Lando talks about his karting career and Y/N talks about her life as a new university student.
As she speaks, Lando can't help but look at her with pure adoration, not knowing how he managed to meet the most incredible soul in the entire planet. The way she spoke so intelligently and how passionate she was when talking about her interests made him deeply admire her.
As Lando spoke, Y/N wondered what she did to deserve such a romantic and respectful young man, something she thought was rare to find these days. The way he opened the car door for her and complimented her in the most reverential ways made her insides feel like jelly, her heart nearly exploding.
After finishing their food, Lando begins rummaging through the picnic basket again before pulling out a grey camcorder, showing it to Y/N.
"Holy crap! You have one of those?" she exclaimed as she stares at the vintage camera.
"Yes ma'am, just bought it last week. I haven't filmed anything on it yet? Would you mind being my muse?" He raises an eyebrow.
"Go ahead," she giggles.
Lando presses some buttons on the camera before beginning to film the gorgeous picturesque scenery. He then points the camera at Y/N, she smiles shyly.
"Here I am with a beautiful girl named Y/N Y/L/N, on our first of many dates," Lando speaks into the camera. Y/N grins, the camera captures her nodding along to his words
He scoots closer to Y/N, flipping the camera around so it could film the two of them. "We could show this footage to our future kids," he shrugged his shoulders, turning to look at her.
Y/N could feel her cheeks heat up, she was sure the camera would pick up how red they were. "Talking about kids on the first date, Norris?" She tries to keep a cool demeanor, attempting to conceal the fact that she was going crazy on the inside.
"Of course, I'm sure about us," he speaks confidently.
"So am I." Y/N smiles.
Lando stops recording and places the camera down, reaching for the fork on his plate wiping away any leftover sauce with a napkin.
He picks up the camera and the fork before walking towards a nearby tree, beckoning Y/N to follow him. She blinks slowly, still processing what had just been recorded but manages to stand quickly and follow him.
"Whatcha doing, Lando?" she asks once she reaches where he is kneeling.
"This is a special day, we need to remember this." He shows Y/N how to record on the camera, asking her if she could film what he was about to do.
She complies and films as he grasps the fork like a makeshift chisel, beginning to etch something into the tree's bark.
L.N. +
07/09/2017
Is what was revealed as he steps back from the tree, handing Y/N the fork. "Write your initials," he instructs with a small smile, making him look oh-so adorable.
And so Lando records Y/N as she carves her own initials next to the plus sign, adding a little heart under the date, for good measure, she thought.
"This is so cute!" Y/N says as she pulls away, "We have to visit this in a few years time." The two nod proudly at their work.
Lando makes sure to film the finish product, happily smiling at the mark that they've made.
L.N. + (your initials)
07/09/2017
♡
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The First Kiss
tap tap tap.
Y/N sits up in bed and begins to look around her room, wondering what could possibly be making such noise this late at night.
She reaches over and turns on the lamp that sat on her nightstand.
What she sees scares the living daylights out of her.
It was Lando, wearing a black hoodie and grey sweatpants, tapping his finger on her window.
Y/N shakes her head as she chuckles, quickly getting up from the bed and walking towards the window. As she opens it, she’s greeted with chilly air and a giggle from Lando.
“What are you doing here, Lando Norris?” she questions the young boy.
It had been a few weeks since their first date and the two couldn’t get enough of each other. They had gone on some more dates and they texted and face timed constantly, simply talking about their days or any random deep subject that came to their minds.
He shrugs his shoulders. “Did I scare ya?”
“Of course you did!” she laughs. “Answer my question now.”
“Sorry for scaring you,” he smiles sheepishly. “I just wanted to see you,” he confesses.
“Sure, come on in, we just have to be quiet my parents are asleep.”
As she opens the window more to let Lando in, he stops her. “Actually, I was wondering if you’d like to go watch the stars with me,” he timidly says.
Y/N grins at his words. “Oh yes, of course! Let me put on a jacket and my shoes.”
Lando watches as she slips on a pink hoodie and her dirty white converse before she makes her way back to him.
With the help of him, Y/N successfully managed to exit the window safely, avoiding any injuries, big or small.
Once she closes it, Lando interlocks hands with her and leads her down the road, the street lights illuminating their path.
After a few minutes of walking, they finally made arrived at an empty field, where the stars were shining beautifully in the night sky, the full moon seemed to brighten up the field.
Lando lays down on the grass, Y/N following his lead.
“Guess what I brought?” he speaks up after a few moments of silence.
“Chocolate?” She crosses her fingers.
Lando chuckles, “Well yes that, I know how much you love it.” He pulls out a chocolate bar from the pocket of his sweatpants. She happily takes it and begins unwrapping it.
“But also this.” Now he reaches into the pocket of his hoodie, taking out the very familiar camcorder.
Y/N laughs as she sees it. “How fun, our kids are gonna know we were stargazing.”
“Of course, they need to realize that we’re living like the romance movies,” Lando continues the playful conversation.
The two continue staring up at the stars in awe, wondering how twinkling white specks could be so endearing and relaxing.
“I think you’re the most gorgeous star in the galaxy, Y/N,” Lando quietly says, looking over at her and admiring her beautifully sculpted side profile and her perfect plump lips, lips that she’s caught him staring at multiple times.
“You’re so cheesy, Lan!” she giggles, attempting to hide how flustered she was.
Lando flipped onto his side, facing Y/N. She copies his actions and turns her body to watch him.
“I’m serious,” Lando says, his eyes flickering down to her pink lips.
He feels himself begin to lean in and Y/N can’t help but lean in too.
Their lips meet in the middle, the two feel as if fireworks have erupted in their stomachs. Hearts pounding in their chests as they finally take another step forward in their relationship.
Lando forgets all about the stargazing. Of course he would, when he’s got the most perfect star right in front of him.
Breathlessly, they pull away, quickly missing the feeling of each other's lips.
“Oh my gosh, we just did that!” Y/N exclaims as she stares into his eyes.
“Hell yeah we did!” Lando grins too.
He grabs the camcorder that he had left in between their bodies, pressing the record button and outstretching his arm to begin filming the two of them.
“Guess who just kissed for the first time?!” he practically hollers, pulling Y/N closer to his body.
“Christ, Lando!” Y/N laughs as she buries her head into his chest, breathing in the smell of laundry detergent and cologne that lingered in his clothes.
“Our kids need to know the very day when their parents first kissed,” he claims before stopping the recording and setting the camera down.
The two couldn’t keep their lips off of each other and there under the night sky adorned with scintillating stars, they find their own celestial connection.
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Moving In Together
“This is the new apartment!” Y/N exclaims as she opens the front door and films the interior of the stunning apartment, located in the breathtaking city of Monte-Carlo, Monaco.
Lando and Y/N decided it was time to officially live together after three years of dating. They had been pretty much living together at each other's apartments back in the UK, but now they wanted a single place to call home.
Lando had brought up the idea of moving to Monaco, claiming it was more convenient for racing along with the amazing weather and city life. After researching the country and the university, Y/N agreed to moving with him.
Lando walks in behind her, a little puppy cradled in his arms.
She was a tan cocker spaniel named Betty that the couple adopted at a local animal shelter. Her sweet gaze behind the kennel bars immediately caught their eye and they knew they couldn’t leave without her.
“This is your new home, Betty-boo,” Lando says gently as he places the puppy down, she runs down the hallway and begins exploring the place, Y/N making sure to record her.
Lando takes the camera from Y/N’s hands, recording her as she walks into the kitchen.
“Look how big it is in here! Imagine all of the things I can bake!” She claps her hands excitedly.
Betty runs into the kitchen after hearing all of the commotion, barking happily at Y/N’s enthusiasm.
Lando places the camera down on the kitchen island before opening one of the boxes that had been placed on the floor. He pulls out two wine glasses and an expensive looking wine bottle.
“Charles had gifted me wine this past race,” Lando informs Y/N as she stares, mesmerized at the pretty bottle. “He said that it was a ‘welcome home wine’, and I somewhat trust his taste in alcohol.” He shrugs as he pours the red wine into the glasses, sliding one of them towards Y/N.
He reaches for the record button, pressing it and making sure Y/N and Betty, whom she had picked up from the floor, were in frame.
“Here’s to a new chapter in our lives, baby,” Lando says as he raises his glass.
“I hope to keep turning pages with you, Lan.” The two smile lovingly at each other before clinking their glasses and taking a sip, a look of amazement on both of their faces at the rich tasting beverage.
“I love you,” Lando says before pressing a long and tender kiss on Y/N’s lips. “You too, little muppet.” He scratches behind Betty’s ears, she cheerfully licks his palm.
“I love you too,” Y/N sighs contentedly. “Now we need to decorate and make this place feel like home!” She places the puppy down on the floor before skipping towards the entrance hallway, where the rest of the boxes were set down.
The camera manages to capture the way Lando watches her adoringly. He had adopted a new puppy and moved into a new apartment in a new city, all with the love of his life by his side. In his mind, he already found his happily ever after.
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The Wedding Day
To say that both Lando and Y/N were nervous is an understatement.
Today was the officially their wedding day, the one day they looked forward to the most when they were those young 18 year olds on their very first date together. Lando had proposed on a stunning boat trip in Lake Como with a beautiful oval-cut diamond resting atop a gold band. It was truly the proposal of Y/N's dreams.
Y/N picks up the well known camcorder, pressing record and filming her professionally done hair and makeup.
She lets out a deep breath, “I’m so excited but so nervous at the same time,” she says to the camera as she films her ethereal white dress in the mirror. The dress stunningly made of ivory silk and lace fits her body perfectly, making her look like a goddess. Delicate, beaded embroidery adorns the dress, shimmering like diamonds in the light.
“Lan, I know you’ll be watching this footage back and I just wanted to say that I love you so very much and I’m the luckiest girl in the entire world to be marrying such an amazing man.” She blows a quick kiss to the camera before shutting it off.
She passes the camera off to Lily, Oscar’s girlfriend and one of her bridesmaids, asking if she could please take it to where Lando currently was.
Lily fulfills Y/N’s wishes and successfully gives the camera to Lando in the room where he was getting ready.
Lando stands confidently and films his perfectly tailored suit. The jacket skims his broad shoulders, accentuating his strong physique. The crisp white shirt contrast elegantly with the suit’s dark hue, the tie adding a splash of color, drawing attention to his bright smile.
“Holy fuck, I can’t wait to see her.” He grins at the camera, showing just how eager he was. “Who would’ve thought little Lando Norris would be marrying the most amazing woman in the universe?” he chuckles as he straightens out his tie.
A knock is heard on the door. “Fuck, okay, it’s time!”
The camera is passed to Lando’s mom, Cisca, and luckily, she perfectly filmed Y/N being walked down the aisle by her parents. Cisca also catches a few seconds of Lando wiping his teary eyes.
Soon come the vows, the part that Lando and Y/N have been waiting for the most.
Lando starts with his vows first. “Y/N Y/L/N, from the day I saw you in that little old coffee shop, I thought you were the most beautiful woman to ever exist. Luckily, I didn’t chicken out and I asked you out on a date, sure I was awkward but it was worth it. On that very first date, I knew I wanted to marry you.” He clears his throat and wipes his wet cheeks.
“Your sense of humor, your taste in music, your kindness, and just you being yourself made me fall harder and harder for you. I couldn’t have asked for anyone better, thank you for putting up with me and my hectic lifestyle for over seven years now. You’ve been my rock, my shoulder to cry on, the person I can count on the most when times get rough. I promise to love and adore everything about you for as long as I'm alive. We’re doing it, angel, we’re finally getting married and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life making memories with you. You are my forever home, my soulmate, and my everything, let’s grow old together, my love.”
Y/N quickly composes her crying self before clearing her throat and beginning her vows.
“Lando Norris, from day one, you have been the most respectful man I have ever met. When you carved our initials into that special tree in the park, I knew you were the one. You’ve showed me love and affection that I have never in my life experienced and I thank you so much for that. I promise to continue supporting you in any possible dream that you have just like you have supported mine all these years. I will stand by your side through all of life’s joys and challenges, to laugh with you, cry with you, and build a life that will be full of so much love and adventures. I will always love you without condition. You make me a better person. I love you now, and I will love you forever. As you said, let’s grow old together and allow our souls to stay forever young.” She finishes her vows, the couple wiping their cheeks wet with so many tears of happiness.
Next, the rings are exchanged. Cisca makes sure to zoom in on the beautiful bands that gleam with a luminous polish, symbolizing their everlasting love and commitment.
“You may now kiss the bride,” the officiant says when all is said and done.
Lando has zero hesitation in cupping Y/N’s face in his hands and smashing his lips against hers. Finally, kissing his wife.
“Ladies and gentlemen, please meet Mr. and Mrs. Norris!”
Y/N and Lando walk down the aisle hand in hand, their eyes crinkling as they grin brightly at everyone who sat in the crowd and joined them on such a special day.
Short bits of the rest of the party were filmed until the couple could finally plop down onto their hotel bed once the night had come to an end.
The two were showered and in their PJ’s by the time Lando picks up the camcorder from the nightstand, filming both him and Y/N as they lay in bed.
“How’re you feeling after this amazing day?” Lando says with a smug smile on his lips.
“I’m feeling great, how are you feeling?” Y/N giggles as he agrees with her words
Lando presses a chaste kiss to her lips, “I truly can’t wait to grow old with you, Mrs. Norris.”
Y/N reciprocates the kiss, “And I can’t wait to grow old with you, Mr. Norris.”
Betty comes running in from the other room, jumping onto the bed and snuggling into her parents.
The newlywed couple laughs and kiss the dog’s head before falling asleep, pure happiness radiating off of all three of their bodies.
and the small one growing inside of Y/N…
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Finding Out Y/N is Pregnant
Y/N hadn't been feeling good at all, her stomach was not happy with her for some unknown reason.
It was so bad to the point where the honeymoon had to be cut a few days short due to Y/N not feeling the best.
She felt extremely bad for being the reason that they couldn't enjoy the honeymoon completely, but with Lando's understanding and reassurance, she somewhat felt better.
So, she did what her gut was telling her to do, and that was take a pregnancy test.
Lando was training with Jon, the season was starting up again and he was ready to return to healthy happens. This meant it was the perfect opportunity for Y/N to take the test.
She sets the well-loved camcorder down onto the bathroom counter, deciding that, if she was pregnant, it would be cute to capture the moment on camera and show her child when they were older.
"Okay, so I just did what I needed to do with the test," Y/N says into the camera as she sets a timer on her phone. "I'm really excited, I honestly want it to come out positive." She grins.
She hears a light scratching at the bathroom door, quickly knowing who it was, she opens up the door for Betty.
Y/N picks her up from the ground. "You ready to see if Mommy is going to be a human mommy, Betty-boo?" she coos at the dog, kissing her head a few times.
As she does that, the timer on her phone goes off, indicating that it was time to find out if she was pregnant or not.
"Okay Betty, you look first," Y/N shuts her eyes to show Betty first, and while Betty didn't pay much attention to the test, it's the thought that counts.
She exhales, "Okay, my turn, my turn. three, two, one..." she opens her eyes, the test showing the word 'pregnant' clearly.
Y/N gasps loudly, tears immediately filling her eyes. "Betty I am going to be a human mommy!" she exclaims as Betty licks at the salty tears on her cheeks, Y/N puts her down quickly after.
She shows the camera the pregnancy test, covering her mouth with her hand as she cries into it. It was pure happiness, no sad tears coming from her.
"Oh my gosh, I can't wait to tell Lando!"
She stops recording and runs to the small storage closet in the hallway, pulling out the photo book that her and Lando created when they first started dating. Throughout the years, they've filled it with all kinds of pictures and memorable items. The most recent pictures were from their, short, but lovely honeymoon.
Y/N places the pregnancy test into one of the pockets in the continuing page from the one they had just finished before closing it up.
Finally, after three hours of Y/N buzzing with excitement, Lando arrives home. She greets him with a long and sweet kiss to his lips.
"I'm gonna go shower, then we can order some pizza and continue watching Love Island, yeah?" Lando says against her lips, causing her to nod her head.
"I have something to show you after your shower." Y/N says which causes Lando to gasp.
"Ooh, a surprise, how exciting!" he exclaims. Y/N laughs and slaps his butt as he walks to their shared bedroom.
Lando looks back with a cheeky smile, winking at her.
Y/N shakes her head as she giggles. She sets the camcorder up behind the TV, making sure it would perfectly get the two of them in frame before grabbing the photo book from the kitchen counter and sitting on the couch to wait for Lando.
He quickly comes walking out of the bedroom in comfortable clothing, his slightly wet curly hair drips small droplets onto his white shirt.
Betty jumps onto the couch as soon as Lando plops down next to Y/N. "I just ordered the food. What did you want to show me, beautiful?" He pulls betty closer to his side, beginning to scratch her belly.
"I added some more things to our book, take a look at it." She places the photo book onto his lap.
Lando retracts his hand from betty's body and starts to flip to the page where they last left off at. He pauses as soon as he sees the pregnancy test, turning to look at Y/N.
"You're lying, angel!" he says, a look of shock on his face.
Y/N shakes her head, biting her lip. "I'm not lying, I promise. I just took the test today."
"Holy shit!" He throws the book on top of the coffee table, before pulling Y/N onto his lap. She was now straddling him as he wraps his arms around her waist, hers instinctively going around his neck.
"We're going to be human parents!" he exclaims into her neck, pressing a quick kiss to it.
"I know, my love." Y/N pulls away from the hug to kiss his lips, he practically melts into her lips, sighing contentedly.
“Ha!” Y/N cackles. “We were probably in this position making the baby.” She rubs her stomach.
“Fuckin', hell, Y/N!” Lando groans as he throws his head back to laugh.
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Showing Their Kids the Footage
Fourteen years have passed since Y/N and Lando’s wedding, the couple now reaching 40 years of age.
Fourteen years have passed since their daughters were born.
It turns out that Y/N was pregnant with twin girls during her first pregnancy. Their names were Nadia and Nailea. The two girls were extremely easy to care for as babies and even now as teenagers, they haven’t caused Y/N and Lando much trouble.
Because the two girls were such a breeze to raise, they decided to have another baby once the girls were four years old. He was a boy named, Quinn.
Quinn wasn’t bratty or a bad kid, no. He was just extremely chaotic, somehow always managing to hurt himself and never seeming to run out of energy.
Lando noticed that it wasn’t going to be easy for Y/N to raise such an energetic kid alone while he was away for races, so he made the decision to retire from Formula One at the age of 34.
On top of that, he simply wanted to spend more time with his family. After missing so many of his kids milestones because he was away racing, he realized that he didn’t want to leave them anymore.
“Mom, can you tell me what you and dad’s first date like?” Nadia asks as she eats her dinner at the kitchen island, her green eyes, that she got from her father, sparkle with curiosity.
Y/N chuckles as she finishes wiping down the counter, recalling all of the memories her and Lando have made. “Well, sweetie, I don’t have to tell you, I can just show you.”
Nadia furrows her eyebrows. Nailea, who sits beside her sister, also looks at her mother with confusion.
“You know that super old camcorder that we have, the one that we use to film you guys sometimes?” Y/N asks as she covers the pot on the stove with its lid.
“Oh yeah!” the twins say at the same time. Their entire lives, they've always been scarily in synch.
“Your dad and I have had that thing since we were eighteen years old,” Y/N explains, laughing at their eyes going extremely wide.
“Eighteen?” Nailea exclaims. “That was years ago!”
“What was years ago?” Lando asks as he walks through the front door of the house, Quinn being carried on his back.
The two girls jump from their seat, greeting their dad who had just come back from playing golf with his friend Carlos; someone who he had raced alongside with and remained good friends even after both of their retirements.
“I told them that we’ve had the camcorder since we were eighteen,” Y/N explains as she walks over to Lando, kissing his lips.
“Oh yeah! That thing’s been through a lot, I’m genuinely surprised it still works,” Lando exclaims as he sets Quinn down, he quickly runs to the living room.
“Can we watch all of the footage?” Nadia asks as she sits back down on the counter stool.
“Sweetheart, it’s hours of footage,” Lando tells her as he makes his way to the stove, grabbing a plate to serve himself food.
“That’s okay! It’s summer, dad. It’s not like we have school tomorrow.” Nailea gives her best puppy dog eyes, something that neither y/n and Lando can say ‘no’ to.
“Fine, let me eat dinner and shower, okay?” The two girls squeal before washing their dirty dishes and making their way to the living room.
“Guess we’ll be rewatching our life together, my love.” Lando smiles. “Fuck, this is good,” he exclaims as he eats some of the food.
Y/N giggles, “Thank you, Lan. And yes, we will be rewatching our life together, I’m surprised we haven’t done this sooner.”
An hour later, the family of five was gathered around the living room. Lando had done some technical stuff to get the tapes to play on the tv. Neither Y/N nor the kids knew what he did to achieve that, but it wasn’t very important, they cared about the footage.
“Okay, you guys ready?” Lando asks as his finger hovers the play button on the controller.
He heard a chorus of ‘yes!’ before pressing down on the button.
The first video comes up, the date marking ‘07/09/2017’, it was the day of their very first date.
“Oh my gosh! 2019?! That was billions of years ago!” Quinn exclaims from his place on the couch. The family giggles at the ten year old’s words.
“That tree engraving is so cute,” Nadia says.
The videos continue changing, until they reach the one about their first kiss.
“Guess who just had their first kiss?!” Lando’s holler comes from the tv, the twins laugh the hardest out of everyone.
“Dad, you really haven’t changed,” Nailea says, her attention still on the screen. Lando can’t help but smile at his daughter’s words, at least they found him amusing.
A video of the sweet cocker spaniel puppy soon pops up, Y/N and Lando pouted. “Oh, little Betty-boo.” Y/N says sadly. Unfortunately, Betty had passed away from old age a few years back and Y/N and Lando have never thought about getting another dog since.
“Hey, I remember her!” Nadia gasps. Luckily, the twins did get to meet the dog, but it was in her final years.
Lando and Y/N quickly wipe their tears away as the footage of their wedding day appears.
“You looked so gorgeous that day, I’m so lucky to have married you.” Lando whispers into Y/N’s ear, causing her to smile and kiss his cheek.
“Oh my gosh! The vows were so cute!” Nadia cries into her hands, she had always been the most emotional out of the three kids.
Nailea quickly wraps an arm around her shoulders. Lando and Y/N watch proudly at how fast Nailea is at consoling her twin sister.
The video of Y/N finding out she was pregnant for the first time plays next, everyone coos at Betty who appeared on the screen.
“Ha! We were probably in this position making the baby.” Y/N’s cackle is heard from the TV. Her eyes immediately widen, forgetting she ever said that.
Lando snorts right next to her, she hides her face in her hands.
“Wait, what’s so funny?” Sweet little Quinn’s voice speaks up.
“Nothing, my love, just ignore it.” Y/N quickly says, causing Lando to laugh even harder now.
As the videos of the kids’ life start appearing, the three slowly fall asleep. They were seemingly more interested in learning about their parents life before them than they were over footage of them as babies.
“Look at the life we’ve built together,” Lando squeezes Y/N’s shoulders as he speaks quietly.
“I can’t believe how far we’ve come.” She looks up at her husband, the love and adoration in their eyes remains the same even after so many years together.
“I love you so much,” she whispers.
“I love you more,” he kisses the lips of the love of his life.
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30 years later…
Lando and Y/N continued to love each other for so many more years.
Their kids had grown up, starting families of their own and living in different places around the world.
The couple decided to move back to the UK, deciding that it was much more calm and peaceful here than Monaco.
They lived in a small cozy house, near the park where they had the first date, decades ago.
Y/N sits at the round dining table, flipping through the pages of the photo book of their life together.
Lando walks into the dining room, his walk a little slower but still as cheerful as when he was a youngster.
“What are you looking at, my darling wife?” he asks as he sees his wife flipping through something.
“Just the book of us,” Y/N says as she looks up at her lovely husband.
Lando’s face was a map of their journey together, every line and wrinkle was a testament to the laughter, tears and adventures they’ve shared. His once curly dark brown hair was now silver and wispy, it continues to frame his face with a distinguished grace. Yet in Y/N’s eyes, he continues being the most handsome man ever, his elder face was a reflection of the beauty and depth of their love.
“Oh wow,” he whispers in amazement at the pictures of their young selves. “What if we visit that park, huh?”
Y/N gasps, “Yes, we must!” She slowly stands from the chair, grabbing her knitted sweater from the hook on the wall.
The elder couple make their way to the park. The walk should be a short one, however it was hard to be quick at their age.
When they finally arrive, Lando immediately makes his way to the special tree, holding on to Y/N’s hand so she can follow closely behind him.
“Do you think our engraving would still be here?” he asks as he reaches the tree that holds so much importance to them.
“Let’s hope it is.” Y/N smiles.
To their surprise, the engraving is still perfectly intact.
Y/N inhales shakily, “It’s still here,” her voice cracks as tears begin welling in her eyes.
“Oh my...” Lando lets out a deep breath, he can’t help the tears that also fill his eyes.
Memories of their life together, from when they were tiny eighteen year olds to now in their seventies, come flashing through their minds. So much devotion and happiness shared between them. Of course, there were a few bad parts but any problem was resolved by the power of their love and respect.
“We did it, sweet girl, we grew old together,” Lando says as he wraps and arm around Y/N’s shoulder and pulls her closer to his side, the two couldn’t seem to shift their gaze from the engraving.
“We did, Lan. We grew old together.”
Lando presses a kiss to Y/N’s gray hair.
The single kiss shows the love he always had and will have for her. It was also a thank you for such an amazing life, and demonstrating what true love is.
Y/N kisses his cheek.
The kiss is her saying thank you for being such a kind and respectful gentleman. A thank you for always showering her with love and affection all of her life.
Sure, many people would want to stay forever young,
But to Lando and Y/N, growing old together was always their goal and they’ve accomplished it.
The two lived their happily ever after.
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fin.
Remember this is purely fiction! I don’t know what any of these people are truly like in real life!
summary. the one with the reactions to y/n leclerc’s pregnancy (part i: here)
warnings: swearing, poorly translated french🤣
fluff
word count: 2.4k
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The Leclerc Family
“Okay, Enzo, Charlie, and ‘Tur,” Y/N claps her hands together. “Please come sit next to maman.” (mom) She points to the empty spots on the couch next to Pascale Leclerc. The three men comply and sit patiently.
“We bought you all gifts while we were in Cuba.” Lando says as he passes out small gift bags to the family.
The Cuba trip had concluded a week ago, and in that week Y/N and Lando were thinking of the best ways possible to tell their families and friends the news about the pregnancy.
“Wow, even me? I was there with you guys!” Charles mumbles as he accepts the bag that Lando handed out to him.
“Of course even you, Charlie.” Y/N rolled her eyes, adjusting the sleeves of her oversized hoodie. Although her belly wasn’t showing much at all, she wanted people around her to get used to the oversized look. Mainly because her and Lando agreed to keep the pregnancy hidden from the media for a while.
“Open it at the same time.” Lando instructs as he sits next to Y/N on the coffee table directly in front of the couch.
The four began removing the tissue paper which kept the item inside the bag hidden. Each reaching in and pulling out a small yellow onesie with big bold letters in the front.
“Best oncle…” (uncle) the three brothers read at the same time, three pairs of eyes going wide once the realization hits them.
“Putain de merde!” (holy shit) Charles covered his face with his hands in disbelief, earning a slap on the back of the head from Lorenzo for cussing in front of their mother.
Pascale didn’t pay any mind to her son’s words, instead she immediately jumped up and pulled Y/N and Lando into a hug. “Oh, my first grandchild! I’m so excited for you guys!” She squeezed the two harder, placing kisses on the cheeks of the young adults.
“This is so crazy, I’m going to be an uncle.” Arthur breathed out, almost sounding like the wind had been knocked out of him. Regardless, he stood up and gave the couple a hug, followed by Lorenzo.
Charles continued to stare at the tiny onesie, rubbing the soft fabric between his index finger and thumb.
Growing up, he had always been the most defensive over Y/N. Lorenzo was a lot older than her and had his own things to focus on. And while Arthur was closer in age to her, he spent most of his time doing things to annoy her and starting play fights.
That left Charles to be the main protector, the protectiveness growing even more once their father passed away. Charles was always quick to buy anything that caught her eye and protecting her from the monsters under her bed when she was a child.
He can’t lie, the fact that she’d be having a child of her own now truly freaked him out. He couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that his baby sister had grown up.
Pascale makes her way to the kitchen, claiming that she needs to make her famous carrot cake to celebrate. Lorenzo, Arthur, and Lando follow closely behind her, hoping to get a taste of the delicious batter which they all love so much.
Y/N watches them leave before turning her attention to Charles. “You alright, Charlie?” she asks softly, sitting next to him on the couch.
He seems to snap out of his thoughts, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer. “Yeah, I just can’t believe that the princesse of the family is going to have a baby.” He ruffles her hair. “You’re all grown up now.”
Y/N can’t help but giggle, “You’re so dramatic, Charlie! I’ve been grown up for a while now.” She pats down the hair that he messed up.
“Yeah, but not this type of grown up,” he gestures towards the onesie now draped over his lap, “but I’m happy for you,” he smiles.
Y/N gives him a look, raising her eyebrow.
“You and Lando. I'm happy for you and Lando,” he corrects himself, rolling his eyes. “You better name him ‘Charles’, after me.”
“Him? And if the baby’s a girl?” Y/N questions.
“Charlesa?” he winces at the name that he’s made up.
“Oh gosh, no, Charlie!” Y/N erupts in laughter, Charles joining her shortly after.
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The Cuban Gang (as Carlos likes to call them now)
Two weeks after the summer vacation and so far, Charles, Alexandra, Lily, and Oscar were the only ones who knew about Y/N being pregnant. Everyone else had yet to be told.
Tonight, the friend group had met up at Lando and Y/N’s shared apartment. Lando had jokingly threatened to crash into Oscar or Charles in the next race if they revealed anything about the pregnancy. But knowing Lando, they didn’t take the threat seriously.
The group had gathered around the kitchen island, enjoying a few drinks and some pizza placed in the center.
“Alright guys, I want to make a little toast.” Lando says, picking up his beer. Everyone else follows along and pick up their own drinks, Y/N picking up her glass of lemonade, which she had pretended to pour tequila into.
“This is to us being friends. Just an appreciation for all of you guys always being here for me and Y/N.” He nudges her with his elbow. “Especially in a time like this one… everyone say ‘Y/N’s pregnant!’”
“Y/N’s pregna- qué?!” (what?!) Carlos shouted, his loud voice echoing throughout the apartment. “You’re going to be parents?!”
Kika gasped loudly, her drink slipping out of her hands and shattering all over the hardwood floor. Rebecca, being the non-clumsy one, actually set her glass down on the counter before running over to hug Y/N.
“I’ll pick up the glass later, but holy shit!” Kika exclaimed, making her way over to Y/N and crushing her in a hug.
Pierre and Carlos also engulf the young couple in a congratulatory hug.
“So you two really did get freaky down in Cuba?” Carlos cackles at his own words.
“For fucks sake, Carlos.” Oscar groans while shaking his head, even he feels embarrassed for his friends.
Lando covers his face, knowing his cheeks were a bright red.
Y/N feels her cheeks burn. “No, no, no!” she hurriedly says, laughing through the embarrassment. “I literally found out I was pregnant in Cuba.”
“I’m just messing around with you guys! It’s so funny how you get flustered so quickly.” Carlos shoves them both playfully.
Everyone laughs at the sheepish faces of Y/N and Lando. The two suddenly hating being the center of attention.
Pierre turns to look at the four who had already been told. “You guys weren’t surprised... did you guys know before us?”
“Yeah,” Lily giggles. “Oscar and I bought her the tests while we were in Cuba. We were literally the firsts to know that she really was pregnant,” she continued explaining.
“No need to rub it in,” Lando grumbled quietly from beside Y/N.
Y/N couldn’t help but chuckle. “Still grumpy about that, mon amour?” (my love).
“Very,” he muttered, pressing a quick kiss to her cheek.
After talking about the pregnancy for a while (and cleaning the glass on the floor), they all decided to lounge in the living room. Kika and Rebecca were still giddy about the news and continued to ask Y/N questions.
“So, which team will the baby support?” Rebecca asks, curious to find out what Y/N will answer.
“Oh, of course the baby will be a fan of Ferrari!” Charles answers for Y/N, saying it as if it was obvious.
“McLaren,” both Lando and Oscar correct him.
“I will do anything in my power to make sure the baby is a Ferrari fan,” Carlos says, Charles nodding along to his words.
“Too bad your efforts will be a waste of time because the baby is going to be a McLaren fan,” Oscar says dismissively, patting Carlos on the back.
“Ferrari is the better team to support.” Charles shrugs his shoulders.
“The baby will be smothered in love by everybody back at McLaren,” Lando retorts.
Y/N, Rebecca, Lily, and Alexandra watch in amusement as their boyfriends argue over the better Formula One team, each one of them laughing over how defensive the men get.
“Screw Ferrari and McLaren, the baby will most likely be an Alpine fan,” Pierre suddenly interrupts the arguing between the McLaren and Ferrari teammates.
Everything goes silent and all nine of them stare at Pierre, tilting their heads in confusion.
Pierre feels the eyes on him and shrugs, “What? It’s true!”
“Yeah, and pigs can fly,” Kika snorts, she can’t even defend her boyfriend’s claim.
Everyone bursts into laughter at Pierre’s delusions.
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The Norris Family
Fortunately, Lando and Y/N found a time during the season where they could squeeze in a quick trip to the UK. All that was left was to reveal the news to Lando’s parents.
Unfortunately, however, his three siblings were out of town, so they would have no other choice than to tell them over a facetime call.
“You ready, angel?” Lando turns to look at Y/N, his hand lifting to knock on the door.
“Yes, never been more ready in my entire life!” she says, buzzing with excitement. Lando taps his knuckles against the red wooden door.
Y/N absolutely adores Adam and Cisca Norris. The couple always knew how to make her feel safe and loved, like a treasured member of the family. She was a thousand percent sure that the two would be extremely overjoyed upon hearing the news.
As the door opens, Adam and Cisca, with faces etched by time and wisdom, enveloped Y/N in a warm embrace, squeezing her tightly. “Oh, Y/N, we haven’t seen you in such a long time!” Cisca nearly squeals.
"How've you been, sweetie?" Adam asks as he pulls away from the hug.
“I’m here too,” Lando mutters from behind Y/N, holding both suitcases.
“Oh, of course we know, you big baby!” Cisca says, gesturing Y/N to step inside the house before reaching to hug her son, Adam hugging him right after.
"You two go settle into Lando's old bedroom, I'll turn on the kettle for some tea!" Cisca exclaims once everybody is inside. "I made your favorite hot cross buns, Y/N!"
This makes Y/N's face light up, an excited gasp leaving her lips. "Oh, thank you, thank you!" she immediately grabbed Lando's hand and pulled him to his childhood bedroom, eager to get everything sorted out so she can eat her favorite treat.
After placing their suitcases inside of the bedroom closet and taking a quick shower to remove the sticky airport feeling, Lando and Y/N sat at the dining room table joined by Adam and Cisca.
The four of them had a cup of warm tea in front of them and a freshly baked bun on a small plate.
As they ate in a comfortable silence, Y/N and Lando locked eyes. The two didn't precisely have a plan on how they were going to tell Adam and Cisca. Truthfully, they were going to just straight up make the announcement.
However, Y/N notices a small glint in Lando's green eyes. She immediately knows what it means.
He had something up his sleeve.
He swallowed the piece of bread in his mouth before picking up his mug of tea, making sure to stick his pinky out; this caused Y/N to stifle a small laugh. Lando blew on the hot liquid before taking a small sip. After, he wipes his mouth with a napkin and clears his throat.
"Y/N has a bun in the oven," he blurts out, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.
Y/N was not expecting him to say it in that way. A surprised look flashes on her face but she quickly changes it to a sweet smile, wanting to seem like this was planned by both of them.
"What?" Cisca chuckles, her eyebrows furrowed. "Y/N, did you place a singular bun in the oven?" she laughs and takes another bite from the bun in her hand.
Adam looked between Y/N and Lando, trying to catch onto what they were implying.
"No, like I literally have a bun in my oven," Y/N giggles, gesturing towards her stomach that was heavily concealed by a large shirt that belonged to Lando.
"Holy hell, Y/N is pregnant!" Adam practically yelled, shooting up from his chair and rushing to hug the girl. Both Lando and Y/N laughed at his excitement.
Cisca stopped chewing, her eyes nearly popping out of her head. In all honesty, this was the last thing she was expecting but that didn't mean she wasn't ecstatic.
Adam was now hugging Lando as Cisca embraced the girl in her arms placing loving motherly kisses on the top of her head.
"Oh my!" Cisca says exasperatedly. "Another grandchild!" Adam comes over to his wife and wipes away the tears she hadn't even realized fell from her eyes.
"Surprise!" Y/N said sheepishly as Lando wrapped his arm around her waist, standing proudly beside the love of his life.
Cisca hugged the pair again, it seemed as if her ears still couldn't believe what she had just been told.
"Oh, this bun is going to be so loved!" she pats Y/N's very small bump gently.
"Of course, the best in the batch." Y/N smiles contentedly to the mother of the man she loved the most.
"Except we don’t wanna eat this one!" Lando lets out an infectious belly laugh at his own joke, nearly folding in half as the laughter takes over.
Y/N and Cisca turn to look at him, both with raised eyebrows, surprised at how funny he found himself.
Adam sighs, "He just had to ruin the sweet moment, didn't he?"
And so the three watch as Lando continues laughing, tears streaming down his red face and clutching his stomach as the cramp begins to settle in.
Well… at least baby Norris-Leclerc wasn't going to have a boring father, and Y/N couldn’t wait for the late night giggles that their little family will experience in the future.
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fin.
Remember this is purely fiction! I don’t know what any of these people are truly like in real life!
summary. the one with the youngest leclerc finding out she’s pregnant (part ii: here)
warnings: throwing up, pregnancy, talks about periods, swearing
angst? & fluff
word count: 5.5k
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Y/N lay on the pristine white sand of a Cuban beach, the warm tropical sun caressing her skin, slowly bronzing her complexion to a radiant golden glow. The sound of the crystal-clear turquoise waters lapping gently at the shore created a soothing melody that instantly relaxed the woman, and all of the stress she had been feeling the last couple of days slowly drifted away in waves allowing her to enjoy paradise on earth.
Her relaxation was soon interrupted as she realized there was someone blocking the suns rays from reaching her skin.
She quickly took off her sunglasses and sat up to confront the person who intruded her moment of peace and silence.
“Bonjour, princesse.” It was Charles who decided to disturb her. But she couldn't be too annoyed at him. After all, he is the one who planned the whole trip and paid for the rental villa the group was staying at.
“I was relaxing, Charlie.” Y/N grumbled at her older brother. He chuckled and kicked a small amount of sand onto her hand, knowing how much she hated the feeling of it between her fingers.
“C’mon, we’re gonna go swimming over here where everyone else is at, and your boyfriend wants you there.” Her face instantly lights up at the mention of Lando and she quickly stands up and dusts the sand off of her body, following where Charles was going.
Y/N had wandered off from the group when they arrived at the beach around 30 minutes ago, needing some time for herself since she couldn’t find the energy to socialize with her friends in that moment.
The group of people who were invited on the trip included: Y/N & Lando, Pierra & Kika, Oscar & Lily, and Carlos & Rebecca and of course the reason for this trip even happening, Charles who was accompanied by Alex.
“Hey baby! I saw you wander off a while ago!” Lando said as he saw Y/N approaching where everyone was sitting in the sand. He quickly stood up and pecked her lips. Y/N could’ve sworn she heard Charles make a noise of disgust.
“Sorry,” she said sheepishly, Lando only smiled at her and kissed her lips again.
“Last one to the ocean has to clean the kitchen after dinner tonight!” Pierre suddenly shouted, causing everyone to begin running toward the sparkling waves.
Unfortunately for Kika, her reaction time was abysmal, causing her to be halfway to the ocean while everyone else was already in deep.
“No! This can’t fucking be!” She groaned as she sulked the rest of the way to the water.
As everyone laughed at Kika, Y/N felt an intense wave of nausea hit her, causing her hand to fly against her mouth. Lily was the closest to her and noticed her action right away.
“You okay?” Her sweet voice rung through Y/N's head. “You look really pale.” She puts a steady hand on Y/N's shoulder.
“Damn, I guess the tanning I just did didn’t work out as much I wanted it to.” Y/N tried to joke but the nausea only allowed a dry chuckle to leave her mouth.
“Y/N, I’m serious, are you feeling okay?” Lily asks again.
Y/N nods quickly, which did not help the immediate headache she began to feel. “Yeah, I think I just caught a stomach bug or something. I've been dealing with some nausea these past few days.” Lily eyed her for a few more seconds.
“Just let me know, okay? I want you to feel as best as possible during this trip.” Y/N nods and thanks her for her concern.
The group all swam and played in the water for about an hour. Y/N's nausea never went away, however she didn't want her sudden sickness to be a burden to everyone else. Luckily for her, her playful demeanor masked the horrible feeling in her stomach.
Once everyone exited the ocean and had towels wrapped around themselves to dry off, they sat in the sand, eating some pineapple that Carlos had bought from a vendor walking along the beach.
As Y/N's head rests on Lando's shoulder, she couldn't help but stare at the glistening yellow fruit.
“You okay, darlin’?” Lando asks as he glances down at Y/N. “You love pineapple, why aren’t you eating it?”
She lifts her head off of his shoulder and shrugs, “I’m just not feeling it right now.” she mumbled. It was that or the pit in her stomach telling her she needed to throw up in that very moment. She puts the piece up to his mouth and he gladly eats it, humming at its sweet taste.
“Who’s making dinner tonight?” Oscar suddenly asks and everyone slowly turned to look at Carlos who was busy munching away at the pieces of pineapple.
He looks up and furrows his eyebrows once he notices everyone’s eyes on him. “Ey, no! I’ve made dinner the past two days we’ve been here!” he complains.
“Why don’t we just go to a restaurant? There has to be a nice one around here.” Alex asks from her spot next to Charles and Kika.
Soon enough, Carlos and Rebecca were quick to begin researching the best restaurants near us. “What time should I make the reservation?” Rebecca asks.
“It’s one thirty right now… maybe around six?” Charles looks around and everyone nods in approval.
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The group returned back to the villa at around two. Lando and Y/N immediately showered together before lying in the comfortable bed of their shared room, surrounded by plush pillows and cozy blankets.
After cuddling with Lando for a while, Y/N began rummaging through her suitcase, looking for a dress to wear to dinner later tonight.
She pulls out a brown maxi dress and slips it on. The soft and thin material flows gracefully around her body like a warm embrace. The dress had a subtle slit on the side, revealing a hint of her leg whenever she moved.
She felt extremely confident in the dress, well that was until she decided to look at herself in the full length floor mirror.
“Lan, do I look extremely bloated in this dress?!” She asks as she turned to the side and ran a gentle hand over her stomach.
Lando looked up from his spot on the bed. “No baby, absolutely not! Even if you think you do, you still look absolutely beautiful.”
He stood up and walked towards Y/N, wrapping strong tan (Y/N internally thanks the Cuban sun!) arms around her torso, placing soft kisses on her cheek and along the side of her neck.
“Who cares about some temporary bloating, hm? It doesn’t define how beautiful you are, inside and out.” He says against her neck. Y/N giggles softly at the tickling sensation his breath causes
“Thank you, you hype me up too much.” She chuckled as she leans her head back against his shoulder.
“Excuse me? If anything I don’t hype you up enough. You are an absolute goddess on earth, an angel sent from heaven, the most divine woman I’ve ever laid my eyes upon.” His hands run along her sides and up to her breasts, giving them a slight squeeze causing Y/N to wince and Lando to quickly remove his hands.
“You okay?” Y/N notices the furrow in his brow as their eyes meet in the mirror. His hands never stop rubbing gentle circles on her hips.
“Yeah, my boobs are just sore, dunno why.” She shrugs turning around to plant a kiss against his lips.
“Charles, Carlos and I are going to play some golf for a while, want to join us?” Lando mumbles against her lips.
Y/N scrunches her nose at the thought of watching people play golf. No offense to her brother, or her boyfriend, or her friend, but golf truly has to be the most boring sport on earth. She'd much rather stay at home.
“I’ll stay here, I need to clean up the mess we’ve made.” The two look around the room, both of them grimacing at the messy room.
“Thank you for cleaning it, you angel.” He kisses her forehead, both of her cheeks, and finally her lips. “I’ll see you later, mkay?”
She nods, “I love you.”
“I love you.” One last kiss to her lips before he leaves the room. She hears him, Carlos and Charles talking in the living room before the front door opens and closes, indicating that they’ve left.
She changes back into comfortable clothes, hanging the dress on a hanger and placing it in the closet. Some quiet music plays from her phone as she begins cleaning up the room. It’s not much, just a bunch of clothes, shoes, and jewelry laying around. Her and Lando are usually in a rush when getting ready so they never have enough time to pick up their mess.
As she's putting away the last items of clothing, there's a soft knocking on the bedroom door. Y/N walks over to find Lily standing there, running her fingers through her gorgeous light brown locks.
“Hey Lils, what’s up?”
“Do you have any tampons? Oscar and I are about to go buy some but I need one like right now.” she says, looking slightly embarrassed.
The two women formed an amazing bond ever since they met last year when Oscar joined McLaren. Y/N finds it amusing how Lily has told her some extreme stories about other things, yet still gets shy asking for a tampon.
“Yeah, I should have some in my bag, one sec!” She grabs her handbag from the bed and fished out a tampon that is usually kept in there incase of an emergency.
Y/N was walking back to the door where Lily was still standing, when she suddenly stopped dead in her tracks. A sudden realization dawned on her. That being the fact that she hadn’t gotten my period in an abnormally long time.
“Hold on, Lils, I have to tell you something.” She handed her the tampon and pulled her into the room, closing the door.
“What happened Y/N? Are you sure you’re feeling okay? You’ve been acting off these past few days.” Worry was written all over the British woman's face.
“Holy shit.” A quiet gasp escaped Y/N's lips as she looked through the period tracking app on her phone. “Lily, my period is two weeks late!”
Her eyes widened, “Y/N! You’re just realizing this now?!”
“Oh my gosh, I don’t know why I just realized I haven’t gotten my period in a while.” Y/N's heart pounds against her chest, her knees nearly buckling.
“Do you think you’re… y’know pregnant?” Lily asks quietly.
“Oh my gosh, I don’t know!” Her voice cracks. “Can you buy me a pregnancy test while you’re at the store? Please?”
“I- yes, yes, of course!” Y/N practically felt bad at the worry she has caused Lily.
“Only you and Oscar can know about this, please, please don’t tell anyone else!” Y/N begged.
Lily nods immediately. “I promise we won’t.”
Y/N let Lily use her and Lando’s bathroom. Once she exited, she gave her a comforting hug muttering a small “Everything’s gonna be okay” before leaving with Oscar to the store.
—
Waiting for Oscar and Lily to return was an excruciatingly long wait for Y/N.
The anxiety she felt was palpable. Manifesting as a tightness in her chest and a twisting feeling in her stomach. Despite her efforts to remain calm, her thoughts were consumed by the worst case scenarios.
Soon enough she hears the front door open, and quick footsteps getting closer and closer to the bedroom. A soft knock rings throughout the room again and Y/N bolts up from her place on the bed to open the door.
“Here I got them!” Lily says as soon as the door is opened, handing Y/N the box of pregnancy tests. “Charles, Lando, and Carlos just got here as well. They brought candy for everyone, I'll let them know that you’re in the bathroom and you’ll be out soon.”
“Thank you, Lily! Truly, I appreciate you so much.” Y/N says, tears beginning to form in her eyes.
She quickly dismisses the thank you, “Oh, don’t you worry about it! You’re my best friend, I’d do anything for you.” She gives Y/N a sweet smile.
As Y/N was about to say something, the women hear Oscar calling out for Lily from the kitchen. “Do you want me to stay with you?”
“No, no it’s okay. Oscar’s calling you. Thank you again.” She nods and hugs her again before leaving Y/N alone in the room.
She practically tears open the box, pulling out the white stick which will unfortunately determine her future.
Her hands tremble as she holds it, heart racing with anticipation and fear. She's been waiting what feels like an eternity to take this test and now that the moment of truth has finally arrived, she's terrified of the outcome.
Once she finished doing what is needed to do, she places the white stick on the counter facing down, her eyes glued to the timer on her phone.
As she waits, her mind races with thoughts. “Am I even capable of raising a tiny human being?” and “Will Lando be okay with having kids at this age?” The couple talked about having children together, but they always imagine very far into the future not right now.
Y/N jumps at the sound of the timer going off, her hands are shaking like a leaf as she reaches her hand out to turn over the plastic white stick.
One deep breath and she turns it over.
Two red lines.
Two very prominent red lines
Positive.
A quiet sob escapes past her lips. She doesn't know if she should feel happy or scared or sad. There was so many emotions running through her body all at once.
She's always wanted kids, but right now? She hasn't even graduated college yet, Lando is in the peak of his career. How would bringing a child into the world affect them?
Her tears are wiped away by her own trembling hands and she makes sure to wash her face with cold water, hoping the crying wasn't obvious. She hides the test in her bag and the box of tests under the sink before walking out of the room and to the kitchen where everyone is laughing together.
Y/N wished she could find it in herself to laugh along with them, but how could she when she felt so much stress and anxiety about what the future will be like?
Carlos speaks up once the laughing dies down. “We’ll be heading out to the restaurant in about,” he checks the watch on his wrist, “two hours. So everyone start getting ready, especially you Charles, you take longer than all of us combined.”
The group laughed as Charles scoffed and rolled his eyes, Y/N could only muster up a fake smile.
After a few more minutes of conversation, everyone began making their ways to their rooms. Y/N grabs a water bottle from the fridge, hoping it will take away the dryness she felt in her throat.
Lando was almost done changing when she opened the door to their room. He was wearing black dress pants and a black button up shirt, leaving the top three buttons unbuttoned and the sleeves rolled up.
Wow, Y/N thought, he looked extremely hot. It’s situations when he dressed up like this that probably ended up with her being pregnant.
She quickly changed too, wanting to have as much time as possible to do her hair and makeup.
“You look absolutely gorgeous in that dress, my darlin’.” Lando says once she walks out of the bathroom to grab her makeup bag and curling iron from the dresser.
“Thank you Lan, you look extremely handsome.” She says, walking over to him and kissing his lips.
“Well when I have such a gorgeous woman by my side, I need to at least try to reach her level of beauty.” His compliment makes Y/N giggle, but the thought of him leaving her when she breaks the news to him suddenly cloud her mind.
He wouldn’t do that. She tries to convince herself. But what if he does because he realizes that a kid at this age would just be a burden? What if he’s not excited? He gets excited meeting young fans, but that’s because it’s for a short amount of time and he doesn’t actually have to raise them.
The anxiety filled thoughts in her head reflect on her face and Lando, ever the observer, seems to take a notice in it. “You alright sweet girl? What’s going on in that pretty head of yours, hm?” He asks softly as he tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
Y/N rests her head on his chest. “Nothing, I’m just a little tired. Want to get the dinner over with.”
He runs a hand up and down her back. “I promise when we get back, we can take a relaxing bath and try out some new face masks I bought at the shops after golfing today.”
Her ears perk up and she lifts her head, “You bought face masks?!” She say excitedly.
He chuckles, “Yeah, I saw some and thought about you. I know how much you love them and I had to buy some.” He pulled out four different face masks from the plastic bag on the bed.
“Aw, you’re the best! Now I have something to look forward to after the dinner. Thank you!” She presses a quick kiss to his lips before rushing to the bathroom with her curling iron and makeup bag.
It was crazy to Y/N how quickly Lando could make her forget about all of her worries. But now that she's alone in the bathroom, him sitting in the living room with Oscar, the reminder of the pregnancy is all she can think of. However this time she's mentally preparing herself for any possible outcome after she reveals the news.
She did quick and natural makeup, not finding the energy to do much. Same with her hair, she did a simple high bun and curled the face framing pieces.
Soon enough everyone was gathered in the living room, well everyone but Charles.
“Y/N, please! Tell your brother to hurry up, I am starving!” Pierre groaned as he rubbed his stomach.
On cue, Charles walked into the living room, looking quite smug. “Sorry guys, my hair wasn’t looking perfect, I had to fix it.” He says.
“And yet it still doesn’t look good, cabrón.” Carlos grumbled, rolling his eyes.
—
Being a big group, they all sat at a large table of a beautiful tropical restaurant. The outdoor seating area and had an amazing view of the ocean, the sun sinking slowly cast a gorgeous golden glow on us. Y/N gave her props to Carlos and Rebecca, they did an amazing job finding it.
The waiter had brought them complementary shots of tequila and everyone eagerly drank their own. All except Y/N, obviously she wouldn’t be drinking it.
She stared at the shot glass on the table, her eyes wandered towards Lily and Oscar, whom were sitting across from her and Lando.
The couple stared at the woman, both having a knowing look on their face. Oscar signaled towards the shot glass and furrowed his eyebrows.
“I can’t.” Y/N quickly mouthed as she shook her head, hoping Lando wouldn’t notice, luckily he was busy laughing with Carlos.
Both of their eyes went wide, Oscar took in a huge breath, Lily's jaw completely dropped. The two quickly put on a neutral face when Lando turned to look at them.
He stared at them, “What's up with you two?” He questioned.
“Nothing, just saw a guy carrying a baby goat.” Oscar lies to Lando, giving him a tight lipped smile.
Lily and Y/N had to stifle their laughs, having no idea where that absurd and random lie came from.
“I read the reviews, apparently the mojitos here are delicious, we should order some!” Rebecca said from her spot next to Carlos who was next to Lando.
“Nombre, Y/N hasn’t even touched her shot glass yet!” Carlos exclaimed, causing Lando to turn to me with a questioning look on his face.
Y/N chuckled nervously. “I’m just not in the mood for shots, give me a cocktail or something!” She lies, attempting to keep up the act of still wanting alcohol.
She can feel Lily’s high heel rub against her calf soothingly, she turns to look at her and see Oscar giving a reassuring nod. Y/N shot them a thankful smile, truly appreciative knowing that no matter what happens those two would have her back.
“Fine, let’s order mojitos.” Carlos exclaimed, grabbing the shot glass that was placed in front of Y/N and quickly downing it.
Around 20 minutes later the food arrived along with the mojitos, everyone quickly dug in. Rebecca and Alex went straight for the drink, eager to find out if it was as good as people said it was in the reviews.
“Wow! It’s truly delicious, try it Y/N!” Alex said.
Y/N watched as Rebecca drinks from her own glass. “Mhm, really one of the best mojitos I've ever had, take a sip of yours, Y/N!” She encourages.
“Let me get some food in my stomach, or else I’ll get drunk too quick.” She makes up some lame excuse.
They understand and drop the subject.
Everyone continues eating, a casual conversation going around the table.
“Girls, tell me why I literally had a pregnancy scare a few weeks ago!” Kika turns to look and Y/N and Lily, everyone else caught up in their own conversation to be listening to the trio.
Y/N's head immediately turns to look at her, a surprised look on her face. “Did you really?!” She almost feels like the words sound shaky as they come out of her mouth.
Lily looks at Y/N then back at Kika. “Are you serious?”
“Gosh, I don’t even know how it happened. I was absolutely terrified, I don’t think I’ve ever felt such fear in my life. I think I’m still too young to be a mother," Y/N wanted to die, her and Kika were the same age. "and plus Pierre is busy with traveling and racing plus I have my modeling career and I’m also focusing on school. We’re both just so busy and with our lifestyles, mainly Pierre’s as mine is more manageable, I don’t think I want to have kids just yet.” Kika explains.
Y/N feels her stomach begin to twist, the taste of bile rose in the back of her throat, she was on the verge of throwing up the little food she just ate.
“I’m gonna use the restroom really fast.” She quickly excuses herself and nearly sprints to the bathroom.
Thankfully, the entire restroom was empty and she could freely let everything out with zero embarrassment.
As she flushed the toilet, the bathroom door creaks, indicating someone has entered.
“Y/N?” She instantly recognizes Lily’s soft, honeyed voice calling out to her.
Y/N opens the stall door to find Lily leaning against the wall, an apologetic look on her face. “You feeling okay?” She tentatively asks.
Y/N sighs loudly, “Not quite, but there’s not much I can do, right?” She shrugs her shoulders as she walks over to the sink to rinse the awful taste in her mouth.
“Here,” Lily hands me her small bottle. “It’s a travel mouthwash, I keep it in my bag incase of emergencies… like this one.” She mutters the last part.
“Thank you, Lily.” She rinses her mouth with the mouthwash and throws out the bottle.
Y/N leans against the cool marble counter, her head hung low as she takes deep breaths in hopes of calming herself down. Lily comes up behind her, wrapping her arm around Y/N's waist.
“Talk to me, babe.” She speaks up after a few moments of silence. “Let everything out.”
Y/N takes a deep breath. “I’m just so so so scared, Lily. I don’t know what to do, or think. I was sort of relaxed and accepted the fact that I was pregnant but then Kika started talking about her pregnancy scare and how their lifestyle is super busy and that just makes me even more scared because, as much as I don’t want to think it, what if Lando leaves me?” Her lower lip begins to tremble. “What if I’m left all alone?” Tears are streaming down her face at this point.
Lily is quick to dab at her tears with a paper towel. “Listen to me loud and clear, Y/N Leclerc,” she begins. “You will forever have the support of all of us. I’m not saying this will happen but if you and Lando do end things, you will never be alone. You will always have me, Oscar, Charles and everyone else sitting at the table supporting you and your baby, okay Y/N?” She rubs her arms. “Don’t you worry about what Kika said because you and Lando live different lives than her and Pierre, okay? We all do. Don’t rely on an outsiders point of view on how your pregnancy will go.”
Y/N pulls her in for a tight hug. “Thank you so much, Lils. I don’t know where I’d be without you.”
“Probably on the verge of a massive panic attack.” The two of them laugh. “But you are very welcome, I’m always here when you need me.”
Lily once again saves Y/N's life by handing her a makeup wipe that she pulled out of her bag, allowing Y/N to fix any tear-ruined makeup.
The two walk out of the bathroom together and make their way to the table. Nobody really pays any mind to how long they took in the bathroom, other than Lando.
“You alright, angel?” Lando asks as Y/N sits down.
“Yup, perfect.” She smiles sweetly at him.
“You’ve been crying, why have you been crying? Are you okay? Did something happen?” He immediately bombards her with questions.
She sighs softly. “I’m okay, love. I promise.” She grabs his hand and interlock their fingers.
He eyes Y/N for a few more seconds before bringing their hands up to his lips, pressing quick kisses on her knuckles. “Just tell me if something is wrong, okay?” She nods her head at his words.
The rest of the dinner passes by quickly, thankfully the mojitos were never mentioned again which allowed Y/N to leave hers untouched on the table.
The group began leaving the restaurant. Charles suddenly comes up to Y/N and leans most of his body weight on her. “Ugh, I’m gonna have a food baby!” Charles groans. “Help me, baby sister!” She somehow manages to get him to the car, everyone laughing at Charles’ silly antics.
Why was the topic of babies suddenly being discussed so much?!
—
Charles and Carlos made their way to the kitchen as soon as they entered the villa, the two reaching in various cabinets and pulling out all kinds of alcohol.
“Jesus, guys, more drinking?!” Lando asks as he watches what the Ferrari teammates are doing
“Oh, come on Lando, you only took one singular shot. Don’t tell me you don’t want more?” Carlos says as he begins mixing God-knows-what alcohol with pineapple juice.
Lando and Y/N decline any sort of beverage offered to them.
But, apparently everyone was on the same boat as Charles and Carlos because they waited to get a drink of their own.
Once the drinks were passed out, everyone settled in the living room. Y/N sat with Rebecca and Lily on one of the couches. Rebecca filled them in on what being in the modeling world comes with and how it led to her meeting Carlos. Lily and Y/N awed at the end of her story.
After a few minutes of conversing, Y/N felt somebody rub their hand on her shoulder, immediately recognizing Lando’s touch.
She turned to look up at him, smiling. “What’s up?”
“We need to talk.” He says quietly, his words alone made her smile drop, her heart rate suddenly increasing. Y/N looks over at Lily, she was talking to Rebecca but noticed what was happening. She shot her signature reassuring smile, Y/N felt herself calm down slightly.
“Okay.” Y/N mumbled. He grabbed her hand and helped her up from the couch, leading them to the shared bedroom.
Wolf-whistles and kissing noises erupted from the living room, mainly Pierre and Carlos, followed by gagging and a loud “Guys stop! Please!” from Charles.
Lando looked unamused, not even a hint of a small smile on his lips.
He pulled the two into the bedroom, closing and locking the door behind him.
A beat of silence passes, Y/N doesn't know what he wants to talk about so she leaves it up to him. Luckily, he breaks the silence a few seconds later.
“What is going on, Y/N? Please just talk to me. You’ve been acting off all day today and as much as I’m trying to think about what could be wrong, it leads me nowhere. You didn’t eat the pineapple at the beach earlier, you didn’t drink, you’ve had a worried look on your face, and you looked like you were crying when you came back from the bathroom. Just tell me, baby, please. I’m your boyfriend you can trust me with absolutely anything.” Lando says desperately.
Y/N damn near chews off her bottom lip due to the anxiety she's feeling. “Sit on the bed, I need to tell you something.” She finally speaks up.
Lando quickly sits on the bed, ready to hear whatever his girlfriend has to say. “Go on, angel. You can tell me anything.” He encourages.
Y/N looks down at her shoes, not being able to meet his gaze. “Lando, I'm pregnant.” She say quietly. A few moments of silence pass, she takes it as an opportunity to continue speaking. “I know, I know we’re really young and I thought we were being careful, but I just took a pregnancy test today and it came out positive.” She wipes away the salty tears on her cheeks.
“I completely understand if you don’t want to be with me anymore. You’re in the peak of your career and having a baby is something serious that takes up so much of your time.” She sniffle. “But I can’t get rid of the baby, I’m sorry.”
The silence was suffocating. The absence of words hung in the air. Y/N genuinely thought she would go crazy, until she decided to speak up:
“Please say something.” It was barely above a whisper.
“Holy actual shit, we’re gonna be parents!” He stands up and engulfs her in a hug. Y/N is taken aback, completely preparing herself for the worst for no reason.
“You’re not, like, upset?!” She ask, pulling back to see his face, her hands resting on his cheeks, rubbing small circles on his cheekbones.
“Upset? Baby, I am the happiest man in the world! No amount of podiums or race wins can ever reach the level of happiness I feel right now.” He presses a long kiss on her lips, scattering a few along her cheeks and neck.
“I don’t know why I thought you’d react badly,” She shakes her head at her dumb anxiety-ridden thoughts. “But I’m so glad you’re happy.”
“My love, I would never in a million years leave you, okay? Please don’t ever think that.”
“Sorry, I was spiraling completely, I just prepared myself for the worst possible outcome.” She smile sheepishly, pulling him in for another hug.
“I’m guessing Lily already knows?” Lando raises an eyebrow, knowing how close the two women were, they were the McLaren WAGs after all.
“And Oscar.” Y/N giggles menacingly.
“Oscar?! He knows before me?!” Lando’s eyebrows almost reach his hairline, his eyes wide and mouth open.
“He’s the one that bought me the pregnancy tests.” Y/N laughs even harder now.
“Oh my gosh, no way Oscar knows about my unborn child before me.” Lando grumbles into the crevice between her neck and shoulder. Even off the track, the competitiveness remains between the teammates.
A few seconds of silence pass, the young couple simply enjoying each other’s embrace.
“So…” Y/N starts. “About those face mask?”
“Let’s do them, baby.” Lando grins and pulls her to the bathroom, turning on the water to fill the bathtub.
To say the bath was relaxing is an understatement. Lando peppered Y/N's face and body with so so many kisses. He delicately washed her body and gently placed the face mask on her face, she reciprocated the actions with him. They simply enjoyed each other's company and cherished their love.
After the very relaxing bath and soothing face masks, her and Lando were cuddled up in bed together. Fresh PJ’s and hydrated skin was an elite combo.
“Lan, how are we going to do it? Y’know with your racing and my classes.” She ask worriedly, her fingers tracing the lines of his toned abs, feeling him slightly flex under her cool fingertips.
Telling Lando was finally out of the way, but now it was just these type of thoughts that still remained in her head.
“Don’t you worry about anything, sweet girl. I’ll figure everything out, okay? Stress isn’t good for you or the baby. You just keep that beautiful mind of yours relaxed and leave me to it.” He presses a long and loving kiss to her hairline, rubbing her stomach (which was not showing quite yet) gently.
“Thank you, Lan.”
And finally Y/N could drift off into a deep sleep. Her mind finally at peace. She knew she could always rely on Lando and trust him with anything. Now it was just a long wait until they can meet baby Norris-Leclerc.
—
"Those two must be having the time of their lives!” Carlos cackles, noticing how long Y/N and Lando were taking in the bedroom.
“Hopefully they’re using protection, unless they want a little Norris-Leclerc running around.” Kika laughs as well.
“I am going to kill both of you if you don’t shut up, there will be no little Norris-Leclerc!” Charles grimaced at the thought of his angelic baby sister doing those unholy things.
Oscar and Lily could only look at each other in horror.
—
fin.
Remember this is purely fiction! I don’t know what any of these people are truly like in real life!
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