#i have GOT to stop getting so defensive over little lando norris

[papaya-twinks]

Oscar and Lando fighting over the reader…then spice up what to do kika 😼

Warnings: tension, angst, smut, oral (m receiving)

Pairing: Lando Norris x Oscar Piastri x fem!reader

Oscar had seen you first. You were a guest of McLaren for the weekend of the Grand Prix - staying to watch their two drivers, Lando and Oscar. “Hey,” a voice said behind you as you spoke to one of the engineer’s. “Oh, hi, Oscar right?” you turned to the Aussie. A small smile came to his face, realising you knew his name, before he remembered you probably would know him. “Yep, you?” he asked. “Y/N,” you smiled. “It’s nice to have you in the garage,” he nodded to you as you smiled. 

“That’s sweet of you,” you smiled. You ended up talking for a little bit, exchanging phone numbers to speak again, as his engineer summoned him to work. “Who was that girl you were chatting to?” Lando said nonchalantly as he walked to his teammate. “Oh? No one,” Oscar said, far too quickly, with a defensive tone. “Jesus, mate, got a girlfriend?” Lando raised an eyebrow. “She’s just Y/N. What’s it to you?”. 

“Someone’s getting defensive,” Lando rolled his eyes. “I’m gonna talk to her,” the Brit added. “Don’t even think about it, Norris, I saw her first.”. Lando scoffed, “Your issue,” before he walked up to you, standing beside an engineer and looking through the strategies. “Hi,” a voice said behind you. Wow, these F1 drivers were almost drawn to you like magnets. “Hi,” you smiled to Lando. 

“First time at a Grand Prix?” he was calm as he leaned against the counter. Again, you talked for a while, exchanging numbers once again. Wow. You arrived to your seat in the garage as the drivers went to their cars, watching as they drove out. This would be a good picture. You were about to take a photo, when you saw both drivers had already messaged you. 

Oscar: Meet me outside the driver rooms at six 

Lando; com 2 driver rooms @ 6

You blinked at the message, both boys has asked you to meet them - at the same time AND place - and you didn’t have the heart to deny either of them. You watched the race, both boys doing well, your mind still caught up on their messages. It wasn’t exactly your fault for what they did anyways. So it was agreed, in the evening at six, you’d meet the boys outside the driver rooms for them.

“Mate, where are you going?” Oscar asked, eyebrow raised as he saw the older driver walk towards the motor home. “I told Y/N to meet me outside, you?” he looked at Oscar, almost unimpressed. The Aussie looked at him, almost with disgust as he rolled his eyes. Lando noticed the sped up walking of the other driver, his brin putting two and two together as he copied, walking faster. 

“Oh, hi!” you gasped, noticing both driver’s approach you, both very fast. “Hey,” Oscar dug his elbow into Lando’s side. “Move, mate,” he snorted, pushing the Aussie and turning to you. “I wanted to ask you,” Lando gritted his teeth. “No! I was gonna ask you something,” Oscar cut him off. You blinked at them, bemused at their words. “On a DATE,” both of them said, simultaneously. 

You blinked between the pair of them confused. “Mate, back off, I saw her first,” Oscar snapped. “Mate, you snooze, you lose,” Lando scoffed, stepping forward. “Dude, she’s MINE,” Oscar rolled his eyes. “Wait, wait,” you cut them off, “what about what I want?” you huffed. Both of them paused. “Who d’you want?” Oscar asked. 

“I don’t know,” you shrugged, looking between them. They were both very good looking and certainly nice. “Decide,” Lando prompted, trying to accelerate your thoughts. “I don’t know, BOTH?” you groaned, unsure of how to pick. “Both?” Lando asked, eyebrow raised. “You want us both at the same time?” Oscar asked. 

“That can be arranged,” Lando said, your eyes wide. You’d only said it to make him stop talking, but…you weren’t against it. You looked around, seeing the empty corridor as Oscar’s lips came to your neck, sucking softly. Unlocking the door behind you, Lando pushed you in, Oscar taking your hand and leading you to the massage bed. 

You couldn’t resist the moan that left your lips as Lando removed his shirt and Oscar pushed you onto your back. “Mate, move,” the Brit nudged him away, hands creeping under your shirt as he pressed his lips to yours, removing your top. Oscar removed his joggers, his cock springing into his hand as he pumped himself a few times.

“Turn,” Lando commanded, pushing you onto your knees on the side of the massage bed, your chest against it. You gasped as Lando lifted your skirt, Oscar sliding his hard dick between your lips before pushing in softly. You moaned against Oscar as Lando’s long finger pressed against your opening, sliding in and out a few times. 

“Tight as shit,” he rode your skirt up, removing his own joggers, pumping his length a few times. One hand on your neck, he pushed in fully, bottoming as you gasped against Oscar. The Aussie held your head still, Lando feeling his cock slide in and out of your throat. “Fuck, look at her,” he groaned, his other hand slapping down on your ass. His hips snapped against your thighs, Oscar’s hand cupping your tits. 

“Feel good, hm?” Lando asked, knowing fully well you couldn’t reply. You felt the knot in your stomach start to unravel, Oscar’s cheeks red as he felt himself pool in your throat, Lando’s cock sliding out as roped of thick, hot cum spilt onto your back and ass, your pussy clenching around where Lando had once been as Oscar pulled out of your mouth. 

“Fuck,” he hissed, your teeth grazing against his head. “Felt good?” Lando asked again, his hand squeezing softly at your throat. “So good,” you mumbled, head falling against his chest as Oscar kissed you gently. 

[drivestraight]

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[charlessainzz]

I love your page sm!! I would love maybe a little love plot with max lando or Charles doesn’t matter who where during break Carlos invited them to Spain for his 29th bday and his little cousin who is very out there comes to the party and starts karaoke singing their favorite song while making a big show out of it.

Pass the Mic

loveeee this idea, thank you!!

You grabbed your YSL candy glaze and swiped it across your lips one last time. Perfect. It shined just as bright as your silver mini skirt. Time to make your appearance. 

It was your cousin Carlos Sainz’s 30th birthday. He was throwing a huge bash with just about everyone who was anyone attending. Meaning… your secret boyfriend would be in attendance. Your secret boyfriend, Lando, who was too scared to tell Carlos that you two were dating. In Lando’s defense Carlos did forbid him from going near you. But you were adults, who was he to give you rules!

Walking in like you owned the place, you and your friends raced to the bar. Ordering up different versions of vodka, gin, and tequila cocktails. Taking your first sip of your gin and tonic you felt the alcohol course through your veins igniting a spirit inside you. 

“Y/n come on let’s go dance!”, shouted your friend. You wanted to but you needed to see the birthday boy first. Scanning through the crowd you search for his big head of hair. Spotting him deep into the crowd you start strutting over when you see that curly haired wimp next to him. You hadn’t talked to Lando in a few days when he said no to arriving to the party together. Feeling the alcohol a little more, you decided to make a scene. 

“Carlos!”, you shrieked as you gave your cousin a big hug. Almost knocking him over, he busts out laughing as he says hello back. You give everyone around a kiss on the cheek and a hug. Making eye contact with Lando you intentionally swerve his embrace as you go back to Carlos. 

“How many shots have you had y/n?” Carlos jokes attempting to take your drink from you. He was always protective of you as you’re the youngest in the Sainz family. 

“It’s my first one! Sorry you’re not as fun as I am!” you tease holding the drink out of his reach. 

“You never could hold your liquor well”, Lando remarks, trying to join the group conversation. 

You narrow your eyes at him in clear annoyance. “And how would you know Norris?” sneering back at him. Carlos clearly seeing the tension attempts to break the ice. 

“Okay my friends! I feel like maybe we do need more shots!” he declares as he leads you all back to the bar. Once reaching the bartender you all decide to do a shot of tequila. You were about to be in trouble. 

After almost an hour of ignoring Lando, more shots, and dancing, you needed to change the pace. Luckily for you karaoke had started. It was quite literally one of your favorite things to do. But what song would you perform… you needed to make a statement. That’s when the perfect song went off like a lightbulb in your head. 

“Girls! It’s karaoke time!” you squeal. All your friends shout in excitement ushering you to the mic. Lando hearing the commotion makes his way towards you. 

Your uncle, Carlos Sr., just so happened to be wrapping up his rendition of ‘Don’t Stop Believin’. You gave him a hip bump saying, “Tio pass the mic! It’s my turn”. You whisper to the DJ what song you’d like and prepare for your moment. One of the girls hands you a shot, and you hear Lando groan loudly from the back. 

The music starts: ‘Four, tres, two, uno… Listen up y’all cause this is it, the beat that I’m bangin’ is delicious’

You begin singing with the girls as your backups.

“Fergalicious, definition make them boys go loco. They want my treasure, so they get their pleasures from my photo. You could see me, you can't squeeze me. I ain't easy, I ain't sleazy. I got reasons why I tease 'em. Boys just come and go like seasons. Fergalicious – so delicious.” 

You smile as the crowd begins cheering. You felt your confidence reach new levels. So you step onto the coffee table in the middle of the room to really give them a performance. 

“But I ain't promiscuous. And if you was suspicious. All that shit is fictitious. I blow kisses – mwah. That puts them boys on rock, rock. And they be lining down the block. Just to watch what I got. So delicious”. 

Lando had seen enough. He knew you were going to be so embarrassed in the morning. He stomps up to the ‘stage’ and pulls you down. 

“What are you doing?” he hissed as you tried to get back up. He secures you in his arms as he pulls you away from the crowd. 

“I’m giving the fans what they want,” you slur. He can’t help but laugh at the situation. He had to admit you were singing pretty well and giving a good show. 

You notice that he’s smiling and it makes your heart swell. “Are you jealous I’m not giving you my full attention?”, you say while batting your eyelashes at him. 

“Shut up y/n…”, he smirks. You lean up to give him a kiss when all of a sudden Carlos appears. 

“What the hell is this?”, he booms. Lando instantly unwraps his arms from you which had been supporting you and consequently leading you to drop to the floor. 

“Oh shit babe!” Lando freaks as he picks you back up looking to see if you’re hurt. 

“Babe? Again I ask, what the hell is this?” Carlos questions again. There was no getting out of this one. You begin trying to explain away the situation but Lando beats you to the punch.

“Mate… I love her. Like really truly love her”, Lando confesses. Your head snaps up to look at him shocked at what you’re hearing. “I know you threatened me if I ever got near her but.. I couldn’t help it. I obviously fell for her for her amazing karaoke skills”, he says with a straight face. This causes the three of you to burst into laughter. 

Catching your breath, you grab Lando’s hand and say, “Seriously Carlos, we’re adults. I’m not your baby cousin anymore”. You look Carlos in the eyes hoping that he’ll understand. 

“I don’t like it but I guess… if it had to be anyone. I’m fine with it being you Lando”, Carlos admits. Lando grins from ear to ear happily as he puts his arms around you. He’s still got his best friend and also his now, non-secretive girlfriend. All it took was a humiliating karaoke song.

[thewritingofspencerrose]

Missile Target Missed

lando norris x oc, lewis hamilton x daughter!oc

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" Lando's voice roars through the hospital waiting room, filled to the brim with F1 drivers. The entire grid, to be exact.

His target? Pierre Gasly, the man who he holds responsible for his pain. For her pain.

"Mon homme," Pierre tries to cool, holding his hands up in defense. "I didn't mean for it to happen."

"Didn't mean for it to happen?" Lando questions, voice like ice. "I listened to the radio calls! You knew a Redbull was right there and you were determined to get P1! No matter what!"

"I just thought it was Max, that I'd be knocking him down. I didn't think I'd be hitting Josette."

"And that's ok to you? Risking another driver's life? After everything?"

"Lando, I'm sure -"

"I don't want your reassurances Charles! He almost killed Jo! She's Lewis' daughter! The love of my life! The mother of my child!"

But he hadn't realized what he had said until it was too late.

The mother of my child.

"The what?" Oscar is the one to question, the youngest's eyes being wide.

Running a hand down his face, all he can do is sigh, tears rolling down his face as he looks up to seventeen of the nineteen people he spends every weekend with.

"We didn't know," Is all he cries, Max being to quick to catch the Brit as he crumbles. "She wouldn't have been racing if we knew. She was only a little late."

"Lando, you have to explain in full what's going on," Max requests gently, the normal teasing not present in his voice.

"Joss is pregnant," Lewis answers, reappearing with a nurse by his side, dismissing the woman with a thank you. "It's still early, six weeks according to the doctor. And she and baby Hamilton-Norris will be okay," he assures, tears still fresh on his face as he aims the last statement at Lando. "It's going to be okay, Kid."

In most situations, Lando wouldn't have done what he did next, but this was no normal situation. He got straight up and hugged Lewis, that man who had been hesitant to have Lando anywhere near his daughter, and he hugged the younger boy right back.

"Pops, why are you hugging Lando?" I can't help but ask, the nursing assistant stopping my wheelchair just outside the open area, all of the boys eyes on me, just like they were on my first day. Well, minus the dark blue cast on my arm.

"We're just happy you two are okay, my gorgeous girl," He assures, letting go of Lando and coming to me, thanking the nurse who clearly thinks he the best thing next to wine and kissing my forehead.

"Oh baby," Lan coos, giving me a look over that would typically leave me with goosebumps if he wasn't crying.

I know my body is bruised and battered. Crashing does that to a person. His arms wrap around me gently, his lips meeting the top of my head as he kneels to my level.

"I'm so glad you are okay," He whispers, holding me as tight as he dares.

"We're okay, really," I can't help but assure, the idea of being a we're still so foreign but so loved. "Although I don't think Horner will be thrilled with either of us."

"Like I could be mad at you," Horner's voice floats from the back of the room, and based on everyone's faces, no one had realized he had arrived. "However, you and I will be having a conversation Gasly," He adds, glancing at the man as he moves past him, arms wrapping around me in a hug. "Zak and I will have to chat about our orange and papaya baby."

Pierre. Dad mentioned that he had been the one to crash into me.

Because he thought I was Max.

But I can't help but laugh at Christian's little joke, imagining the hayday our social media admin are going to be in.

"You're going to be okay?" Oscar speaks up, him and Max coming to give me light hugs as well, Max ruffling my hair.

"I'll be okay, we'll be okay," I assure, moving to stand from the wheelchair with my father's help, Lan attempting to hold most of my body weight. "Obviously, today will be my last racing day of the season, but I'm still going to be in the paddock as much as possible. After healing of course," I assure, seeing the look Lando is giving me.

"Josette, I'm so-"

"Pierre, I'm not prepared to talk to you right now," I can't help but interrupt, "I know it wouldn't have been your fault, but if we had lost our baby... if I had died-"

"Josette Elizabeth Sienna Hamilton," Pops scolds, tears in his eyes at the thought. It's only ever just been us. And Roscoe and Coco.

"If I had died, my family, my love, and my fans would have blamed you, as well as the FIA. While I know that I don't, I could have lost everything today, because you decided to teach my best friend, my teammate, a lesson for being good at his passion."

"Jo-"

"Mate, I suggest you respect her wishes, because I am not as forgiving as my girl," Lan warns, a look I've never seen on his face.

"Lando," Oscar whispers on my behalf, clearly sensing my concern. "Why don't you get Josie and baby home, I'm sure some rest and relaxation will do them well on the plane."

"He's right my love," I whisper, pulling his hand. "Wheel me away, prince charming, I can't wheel this thing on my own."

"You're wish is my command, your majesty," He returns, pecking me once before looking to Pops, nodding for him to follow along.

"Wait, Lan," I can't help but pause, looking to the grid around the room. "Thank you boys for coming. It truly means the world."

"Anything for a friend," Is George's response, making me smile and nod, Lan directing me out the doors.

Six months later

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joss.hamilton testing, testing, one, two, three, is this thing working?

apologies for the months without posting, in the following to my crash six months ago, my and my family's lives were turned upside down.

bad news? i had broken my arm. good news that lan and i now have decided to announce? baby hamilton-norris will be making an appearance in the paddock in the 2025 season, as soon as he is born in december.

so there's the updates. i can not thank you all enough for your kind words, support, and love over the last few months. let us continue to heal and love each other <3

(picture credits to lan)

landonorris i can not believe life is real. thank you for making it so perfect

lewishamilton excited to rise to the title of grandpops in a few months <3

pierregasly beyond grateful to have been able to rebuild friendships. to you both and baby norris

[yootaesowlwrites]

Requested by: Anon

Request: Hello! I was wondering if I could request something with Mick Schumacher? Possibly they are related to Lando in some way and are always around races, because of this they know Mick and have a very public friendship with him. They get asked questions from reporters alot speculating that Mick and her are in a relationship? I'll let you decide how it ends up but I thought about it as I sore a picture of Lando and Mick sharing a podium in possibly f4 or f3. Anyways thank you :))

A/N: Hello, Anon, I had a little trouble coming up with a plot, but I hope you like the idea I went with.

Warnings:

Word Count: 1.7K

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(Y/n) and Mick stood in the paddock laughing when (Y/n) caught sight of a reporter taking a video of them.

“Oh my gosh, I wish they could just leave us alone.” (Y/n) says, Mick glances over his shoulder at the reporter.

“Another story about us.” Mick says, (Y/n) was Lando Norris’ niece, and she went to most of his races during his time in F4 and F3, becoming friends with Mick Schumacher along the way, and ever since reporters have been videotaping them and taking pictures of them, with the headline ’Lando Norris’s niece dating Mick Schumacher?’ “I’ve gotten so many tweets about our relationship,” Mick adds air quotes around the word relationship.

“Lando’s fans have been asking him if you and I are dating as well.” (Y/n) says. “Can boys and girls no longer be friends without them dating?” A mischievous smirk appears on Mick’s lips.

“Well, why don’t we give them something to talk about?” Mick asks, (Y/n) slightly tilts her head in confusion.

“And what do you mean by that?” (Y/n) asks.

“Let’s give them a show.” Mick says, (Y/n)’s eyes slightly widen as she covers her hand with her mouth trying to hide the smile appears on her lips, Mick didn’t have to say the words ‘kiss’ for her to know that’s what he meant.

“Are you serious?” (Y/n) asks, she pulls her hand away from her mouth. “Do you want them to freak out? Do you want them to go mental?”

“Oh come on, it’s innocent fun,” Mick says, (Y/n) looks around her as she thought about the idea.

“Oh my go- I can’t believe that I’m about to agree to this.” (Y/n) says. “But we deserve to have a little fun.”

“So, do you want to do this?” Mick asks as a wide smile tug at the corner of his lips.

“Mhm, okay, let’s have some fun.” (Y/n) says. “At least when they gossip about us this time, it won’t be a lie.” Mick cheerful chuckles.

“Haha, you hope,” Mick says. “All right, are you ready?”

“Am I ready? Probably not.” (Y/n) says. “I mean, we haven’t had any practice, what if it doesn’t look natural enough?”

“Don’t stress, it’s going to be fine,” Mick says. “Remember, it’s just a little innocent fun.” (Y/n) nods her head.

“All right, all right, um, let’s do this then.” (Y/n) says, for some reason she felt nervous about their kiss, he takes a step closer to her

“Just tell me if you’re uncomfortable and I’ll kiss your cheek instead,” Mick says.

“I’m good, I’m okay.” (Y/n) says, As he leans closer she held her breath and glanced down at his lips, they seemed to be soft and warm, she looks back into his eyes as she felt her palms becoming sweaty before she could back out his lips brushed against hers, her eyes fall close as the kiss felt warm, deep laced with a little passion, it felt like they were kissing for a long time but was only a few seconds when Mick pulled away, she slowly opens her eyes took look at him and saw him staring back into her eyes.

“I uh.” Mick begins, he takes a step back and looks over his shoulder seeing the reporter’s mouth hanging open with their eyes wide open in shock. “I think it worked.” Mick looks back at (Y/n), (Y/n) snaps out of her daydream and looks towards the reporter, she would’ve giggled if she wasn’t so starstruck by their kiss.

“It appears so.” (Y/n) says, Mick would’ve enjoyed it a lot more if his mind wasn’t replying the kiss over in his mind. “Um, don’t you have um practice to get to attend?” Mick looks down at his watch.

“Right, yes, I do,” Mick says. “I’ll talk to you later, yeah?” (Y/n) nods her head.

“Yeah, definitely.” (Y/n) says, Mick smiles at her before walking past her towards the Prema garage, (Y/n) glances at the reporter before going towards the McLaren building they had built for the weekend, her mind swirling with thoughts about the kiss, unknowingly she lifts her hand to her lips and runs her finger over her bottom lip as a faint smile grows on her lips before it faded away, they could never… could they?

(Y/n) sat at a table inside the McLaren building sipping on a cappuccino, but her mind was still at the kiss she and Mick had, sure it was only to make the media go mental, but it felt right, Lando rushes towards her holding his phone.

“Explain!” Lando says, (Y/n) looks up at him as he turns the phone around to show her a picture of herself and Mick kissing.

“Oh, that.” (Y/n) says.

“Yeah, that,” Lando says as he sits down across from her.

“We decided to have a little fun.” (Y/n) says, not understanding why Lando was freaking out.

“Fun? What does that even mean?” Lando asks.

“Lando, you know us, Mick and I aren’t dating, and we got annoyed at the media for always posting that we are, so we just decided to give them something to talk about.” (Y/n) says, Lando nods his head seeming like he doesn’t believe her.

“And you expect me to believe you?” Lando asks, (Y/n) rolls her eyes.

“Believe what you want.” (Y/n) says.

“CARLOS!” Lando calls out as Carlos enters the building, Carlos walks towards the table.

“You called,” Carlos says.

“Yes, look at this!” Lando says, he shows the picture to Carlos. “Does this look like it’s fake?” Carlos examines the picture before looking at (Y/n).

“Oh, do you have a boyfriend? And you didn’t tell us?” Carlos says, (Y/n) lets out an annoyed sigh.

“We were just trying to stir the pot a little, all right?” (Y/n) says. “It was just innocent fun, if I had known you two would come and tease me about it, I wouldn’t have agreed to do it.”

“So, you are saying, that this was fake?” Carlos says, he takes Lando’s phone from his hands and shows the picture to (Y/n) again. “That neither of you was enjoying it?” (Y/n) looks at the picture, a moment frozen in time showed her just how much it appeared they were enjoying it, (Y/n) looks back up at Carlos.

“It was planned.” (Y/n) says. “On the spot, yeah, and now they actually have something to gossip about instead of making a story up.”

“Mh hm.” Carlos hums, he didn’t believe her either.

“You guys are children.” (Y/n) mutters.

“You’re younger than us.” Lando points out.

“And apparently more mature.” (Y/n) says as she crosses her arms over her chest feeling defensive, something Carlos quickly picked up.

“If it was supposedly so innocent as you claim, why are you being so defensive?” Carlos asks.

“Because I- ugh, I don’t have to explain myself to the two of you.” (Y/n) says as she stood.

“Where are you going?” Lando asks.

“I’m going to get some fresh air.” (Y/n) says. “I can’t deal with you two right now.”

An entire week had passed since the kiss and five days had passed since they last saw each other, they barely texted each other as the kiss was still fresh in the thoughts, they had to talk about it at some point, so Mick decided to go visit her, she lived on campus at the university she attended and knew she had afternoon classes instead of morning class, it didn’t take him long to find the dorm and knocked on the door, he heard movement coming from the inside before the door opened revealing (Y/n).

“Mick, hey, what are you doing here?” (Y/n) asks, she wasn’t expecting to see him there.

“I uh, came to see you,” Mick says. “I think we need to talk.” (Y/n) begins playing with the hem of her shirt.

“A-about what?” (Y/n) asks, she knew what it was about, but she was hoping to avoid the topic.

“About us, mainly about the kiss,” Mick says, (Y/n) nods her head and steps aside.

“Come on in.” (Y/n) says, Mick enters the dorm and (Y/n) closes the door, she dreaded the conversation thinking he would end their friendship, she turns around to look at him as he looked around the small dorm. “So uh, what do you want o talk about first?” Mick turns around to face her, he thought for a second.

“Screw it,” Mick says, he steps towards her taking her wrist in his hand.

“Wh-?” (Y/n) begins, Mick pulls her closer to him, his hand caresses her cheek as he brushes his lips over hers, kissing her with warmth and passion, everything seemed as if it disappeared until Lexi, (Y/n)’s roommate interrupted them.

“Oh, I knew it!” Lexi cheered, Mick and (Y/n) break away from the kiss to look at her. “I knew it.” Lexi picks up her book bag, excitement is written all over her face. “Sorry, I just couldn’t help myself.” (Y/n) and Mick take a step away from each other, Mick rubbed the back of his neck while (Y/n) fiddled with the ring on her middle finger. “I have to go now, but please don’t do it on the couch or the table.”

“Lexi.” (Y/n) says looking at her friend with wide eyes, Lexi begins walking towards them making her way to the door behind them.

“Oh, and please use protection as well,” Lexi says.

“Lexi!” (Y/n) says louder, hoping her roommate would get the message to shut up and leave.

“I’m going, I’m going,” Lexi says, she leaves the dorm with a mischievous smile on her lips as she closed the door.

“Oh gosh, I’m so sorry about her.” (Y/n) says as her cheeks heat up from embarrassment.

“No, no, no it’s all right,” Mick says, they look at each other as Mick lowers his arm.

“So uh, maybe you could explain to me why you just grabbed me like that and kissed me?” (Y/n) says.

“Honestly, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about the first time we kissed,” Mick says. “I know it was to stir the pot a little, but uh, um, do you feel different about it?”

“No, no.” (Y/n) says. “I um, I haven’t gotten it out of my mind either.” (Y/n) brings her hand to the tips of her hair and begins playing with them nervously. “But uh, this was unexpected.”

“I uh, sorry about that,” Mick says.

“So uh, what happens now?” (Y/n) asks. “I mean, we have a lot to talk about, and a lot of things to decided.”