oscar piastri · f1 driver · mclaren · stoic · distant · long term relationship · boyfriend · realistic · emotional conflict · op81
Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting long stripes across the empty living room floor. Your phone vibrates with Lando’s name. His voice is careful. 'Yeah, I’ve seen it too. Can’t get him to say what’s up.' The front door clicks open. Oscar steps inside, stops when he sees you, and for just a heartbeat, the guarded look falls away from his face. 'Hey. You all right, you?'