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Lando was inspecting his cuticles, completely ignoring Lewis and Charles. Oscar sat beside him, patient and listening to their pack-parents. 

“So, you agree, yes?” Charles finished, smiling tightly. He looked even more tired than he did last year, if that were possible. Lando narrowed his eyes. Pray for Lewis’ sanity. Ferrari was not for the faint of heart (Seb told him that years ago). 

“I mean, I’m up for it. I like them, they’re nice kids,” Oscar scratched his chin. 

“So you are okay with it?” Lewis said, crossing his arms. “I think you’ll do good,” 

Oscar looked at his mate. “What do you think, love?” 

The omega looked sheepish. “What is the question?” 

Lewis snickered as both Charles and Oscar sighed. 

“We’ll be the pack parents for the rookies,” Oscar informed. 

Lando blinked. “Me?” 

“You,” Charles nodded. 

“I- I’m a disaster!” The Brit shrieked. “I can burn water!” 

“Impressive,” Lewis mused. “Actually, you two were voted to be the best bets,” 

Oscar hummed. “Democracy is a good thing,” He turned back to Lando. “What about it, sweetheart? You up for being a mum to a bunch of pups?” 

At that, Lando made a face. “I’m twenty-five,” 

“I was younger when Seb left me the mantle of pack omega,” Charles countered. “So, hah. Age isn’t an issue. You just can’t see that you’re a great fit to be a pack mum. You care, you talk about emotions, and you’re not afraid of telling it how it is,” 

“Oh, stop it,” The younger omega flushed, red creeping over his entire face. 

“He’s not wrong,” Lewis agreed. “You guys are a much better choice than anyone else. It helps you’re mated, as well,” 

“Are you saying we’re not good grid parents?” Charles gasped. “Lewis!” 

The alpha rolled his eyes. “I miss Seb,” 

“We all miss Seb,” Lando grouched, now hiding behind his hands. “Fine. Yes. I can be pack omega. No one compliment me ever again, please,” 

“That will not last,” Oscar said immediately. “You-,” 

“Okay!” Charles cleared his throat. “I do not want to hear anything else. You guys are the rookie parents. Nice, perfect. I’m sure you’ll do great,” 

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“So. Hello, children,” 

Five pairs of eyes blinked. Then there was outrage. 

“We are not children!” Kimi gasped. 

“We are just younger than you,” Gabriel agreed. “Don’t get on your high horse,” 

Lando grinned. “Alright then. Well, hello rookies,” 

“Technically not a rookie,” Ollie called. 

Oscar snickered as Lando sighed. 

“You guys are okay with us being your pack leaders?” Oscar folded his arms. “We heard you voted for us,” 

“We did. Everyone else is old. And I don’t trust Yuki and Pierre with power,” Jack said. 

“That’s fair,” Lando conceded. “They would go mad,” 

Isack grinned. “So, you guys coming into the nest or what?” 

Oscar and Lando looked at each other. Then, back at the five members of their pack. 

“You are welcome,” Kimi said cheerfully. “You’re our parents now. You need to get comfortable with us,” 

“Alright then,” Lando shuffled into the nest, Oscar following slowly. 

There was a bit of shuffling as everyone got comfortable. Oscar nestled against Lando’s back, as Isack and Kimi crawled over to him. Ollie plastered himself against Kimi, with Gabriel lying close to Oscar. Jack manoeuvred himself to lie over Isack, his head resting on Lando’s stomach. 

“Is this everyone?” Oscar muttered. 

“Paul and Franco join us sometimes,” Jack said. 

“I like Paul and Franco,” Kimi chimed in. 

Lando snorted. “Got it, okay. Is everyone comfy?” 

“Yes, mother,” Ollie chirped. 

The older omega blinked. “I-,” 

“You liked that, didn’t you,” Oscar teased. 

“Fuck off, Osc,” 

Their new pack descended into giggles. 

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“You smell funny,” 

Lando ignored Kimi in favour of nestling further into the blankets and pillows of their nest. 

“Lando?” The younger omega poked his shoulder. “You smell sick,” 

The Brit swatted half heartedly. “Go away,” He mumbled. “M tired,” 

“You smell really sick,” 

A curly head finally poked out of the nest. Blue eyes unfocused, face grumpy. 

Kimi and Isack exchanged looks. 

It was only the three omegas, due to Isack’s preheat. Though it seemed Lando was the one who needed more comfort. 

“Lando,” Isack shuffled forward. “You really don’t look good,” 

The older omega let out a grumble. “Sorry. I was sick this morning,” 

“What?” Kimi sat up. “We have qualifying in an hour,” 

“And this is why I didn’t tell anyone,” Lando muttered. “Everyone overreacts,” 

Isack frowned. “Does Oscar know?” 

“He was out with Artturi,” Lando replied evasively. “I met him for breakfast,” 

“How sick do you feel now?” Kimi pressed a hand to the older’s forehead. “You’re not warm,” 

“I just feel nauseous and dizzy,” The Brit complained. “I’ll be fine for qualifying. Just need a nap,” His eyes narrowed. “Which you two interrupted,” 

“Nap sounds great,” Isack said. “Come on, Kimi. It’ll help,” 

The Italian omega relented, falling back into the nest and curling up against Isack. Lando wrapped his arms around them both, and the three of them fell asleep within seconds. 

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“Where is Kimi?” Toto sighed. 

The engineers looked around, as if the Italian omega would pop up from somewhere. 

“I’ll call Oscar,” George said, already pulling his phone out of his pocket. “I’m sure he’s asleep somewhere,”

“Not like we have qualifying in fifteen minutes,” Toto grumbled. “Fuck’s sake, that child,” 

George ignored him in favour of pressing Oscar’s contact. “Oscar?” 

“Hi George. Kimi’s asleep with Lando and Isack,” The alpha sounded tired. “Isack’s in preheat, so we thought we’d leave them to help him relax before qualifying,” 

“Which is in fifteen minutes,” George said. “So. Wake them up?” 

“Just about to, then you called me,” Oscar said dryly. “I’ll send Kimi over as soon as I can,” 

“Great, thanks!” The Brit hung up, pocketing his phone. “Oscar’s on waking up duty,” He informed Toto. 

The team principal pursed his lips. “I thought they would’ve stopped napping before races last year,” He muttered. “They aren’t rookies anymore,” 

“They are all very cuddly, though,” George shrugged. “It’s what makes them a pack,” 

“You three good?” Oscar opened the door and immediately winced. The combined smells of Isack’s preheat and Lando’s discomfort hit him in the face. “Guys?” 

Kimi blinked his eyes open tiredly. “Oscar?” He said sleepily. “We’re sleepin',” 

“Well, little pup,” Oscar teased. “Qualifying starts in fifteen minutes,” 

The Italian startled, sitting up and dislodging Isack and Lando. The other two omegas let out noises of annoyance, waking up slowly. 

“Are you two feeling okay?” Oscar crouched just outside of the nest. “Your scents-,” 

“We’ll be fine,” Lando dismissed. “Help us up, Osco,” 

His mate rolled his eyes, getting to his feet and offering his hands. Lando took one, and Isack the other. Oscar managed to pull up both omegas as Kimi got to his feet. 

“On you go, kids,” Oscar tutted. “We’ll have a pack nest after qualifying,”

“Yes, Dad,” Isack said sleepily, following Kimi out of the room. 

Once they were gone, Oscar turned to his mate. “Darling, what’s wrong?” 

“I’m fine, Osc,” Lando patted his cheek. “We have qualifying to do,” 

The Aussie narrowed his eyes. “I don’t believe you,” 

“Too bad,” His omega stuck out his tongue. “I’m okay, babe. Ready to get through qualifying,” 

Oscar scrunched up his nose. “Fine. Okay. We are talking about this after, though,” 

“Yessir,” 

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Gabriel, Isack, Jack, and Ollie were curled up in the nest after Q2, watching the screen tiredly. 

“Another parent 1-2?” Gabriel said. 

“Probably,” Isack sighed. “I’m tired,” 

Jack patted his head. “Nap a bit,” 

The omega fidgeted. “Not till Q3 is over,” He decided, moving to rest his weight against Gabriel. “How’s it going?” 

They looked back at the screen. 

“Oh! It’s Lando,” Ollie said cheerfully. “He’s doing great this weekend,” 

“Not enough to catch up to Oscar in the standings, though,” Jack mused. 

Gabriel suddenly frowned. “His reaction time is getting slow,” 

“Scarily slow,” Jack agreed. “Is he okay?” 

The four of them watched as their pack mother turned too late, going careening into the barricades. It was a big shunt. 

It was silent as they watched the screen, scents intermingling into one distressed mixing pot. It was not a good smell. 

“Lando?” Will called over the radio. “Need you to report that you’re okay, mate,”
No response. 

“Why isn’t he answering?” Ollie’s lower lip wobbled. “He’s okay, right?” 

Jack wrapped an arm around the beta. “I’m sure,” He said, not sounding totally convinced. 

“Lando,” Will said again. “You’re worrying everyone,” 

Then, there was movement. Lando shifted. 

Isack swallowed, still hugging Gabriel tightly. 

“Sorry,” He said quietly. “Tell my pups I’m ok, yeah?” 

“Bullshit,” Gabriel said. “He’s hardly moving,” 

The door opened, revealing a shaken Kimi. 

“Kimi, come here,” Ollie called. “He’s replied to Will,” 

The omega practically fell onto his packmates, curling up against Isack. 

“He was in front of me,” He said quietly. “Then he wasn’t,” He looked up at the screen. Lando was slowly shifting the steering wheel out and onto the nose. 

“I don’t think I can get out,” He said tiredly. “I’m exhausted, mate,” 

“Okay. Q3 has been cancelled now, so all cars are back in the garages,” Will reported. 

“Shit. Sorry, everyone,” Lando said. “I fucked up,” 

Will tutted over the radio. “Now, now, Lando. The med team should be with you now. See you in a few, mate,” 

The screen shifted to outside of the car, where two medical personnel helped heave Lando out of his car. 

He stumbled slightly, leaning against one of them. 

“He doesn’t look good,” Isack breathed out. “We should go,” 

“Field trip!” Jack said, in an effort to cheer everyone up. “Let’s go find Oscar first,” 

They found Oscar shouting at Zak. 

Isack ducked behind Gabriel as Kimi watched the exchange, looking as if he wanted to grab some popcorn. 

“Oscar,” Zak finally cleared his throat. “Your pack is here, please calm down,” 

The alpha turned and relaxed slightly at the sight of the five boys. 

“Is Lando okay?” Ollie asked immediately, wrapping his arms around Oscar’s neck. 

“He’s being checked over,” Oscar sent a glare at Zak. “Apparently, I can’t go see him,” 

His boss sighed. “Oscar, we need to debrief. Lando’s fine, Jon’s with him,” 

“I need to see that,” The Aussie countered. “As do our pack,” 

Zak looked over at them. Then sighed. “Fine, okay. Sorry, Oscar. There’s just one race left after this weekend, and with Lando’s shunt…” 

“I know, Zak,” Oscar said with considerable patience. “But we can do that later. After I make sure my mate is okay, yeah?” 

The older man inclined his head. “I’ll go call a car for you all,” he said, surveying the pack. The boys stared back. 

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“Lando!” Kimi shrieked. 

The older omega smiled tiredly as the Italian hugged him tightly. 

“Gently,” Oscar called. “Kimi!” 

“I’m okay,” Lando laughed, patting his back. “I’m okay,” He said again, meeting Oscar’s eyes over Kimi’s curls. 

The boy released him, letting Oscar immediately grab his mate’s hand and press a kiss to his curls. 

“How’re you feeling?” He said softly. 

“They made me have a blood test,” He complained. “I hate needles, Osc,”

Oscar frowned. “I’m sorry I couldn’t come sooner,” 

“You’re both disgusting,” Gabriel made a face. 

“You’ll understand one day, Gabi,” Jack teased. “They’re in love,” 

Lando laughed. “I’m sure it’s just a precaution,” He reassured. 

“You told them about feeling sick, yes?” Isack said. “That’s important,” 

“Wait, what?” Ollie frowned. 

Oscar looked down at his mate, eyebrows furrowed. Lando grinned sheepishly. 

“I threw up once. This morning,” He said dismissively. “It’s fine, Osco,” He patted the alpha’s cheek. The Brit looked tired and pale, but his eyes were as bright as ever as he reassured his mate. The pack made themselves comfortable in the room, Oscar on the chair beside Lando, whilst Isack sat opposite. Kimi and Ollie curled up against the foot of the bed. Gabriel and Jack sat themselves in the other chairs dotted around the room. 

“Have you called your mother?” Oscar murmured. Lando made an affirmative noise. 

The door opened, and a doctor shuffled inside. 

“Oh,” He blinked. Seven pairs of eyes were staring at him. “Is this your pack, Mr. Norris?” 

Lando nodded. “And my mate,” He indicated his and Oscar’s joint hands. 

“I have some news,” The doctor said, readjusting his grip on his clipboard. “It’s nothing bad,” He added at the sight of everyone’s faces. “You’ll be okay,” 

“Right. So. What's up, doc?” Lando shuffled against his pillows. 

The doctor looked around the room. “Are you comfortable with your pack being in the room?” 

Lando frowned. “Of course,” He clutched Oscar’s hand tighter. “Out with it,” The omega said, evidently losing patience. 

“You’re with child,” The doctor informed. “Only a few weeks along, I’d put your due date to early August,” 

“A pup?” Lando gasped. 

“A pup, yes,” The doctor looked mildly amused. “It means no more racing, unless you want to look into other options,” 

The omega pressed a hand to his belly. “I- Osc, we’re having a baby,” He turned to his fiance, eyes wide. Oscar laughed, eyes shining. 

“Oh my god!” Ollie squealed. “Oh my god!” 

“This is huge,” Isack grinned. 

“Yuki’s going to be so annoyed,” Jack snorted. 

The doctor smiled gently. “Do you want me to leave you to get used to the news?” He said. 

“Please, thank you,” Oscar said. “I can’t promise how loud they’ll be,” 

“No problem,” He laughed, leaving the room. 

Kimi immediately descended onto the bed, hugging Lando tightly. 

“Cuddle pile!” Ollie decided, jumping onto Oscar. 

In the blink of an eye, the pack parents were nestled under their five packmates. 

“Mind your elbow!” Gabriel grumbled. 

“Stop squishing me!” Lando squawked. “You’re heavy!” 

Oscar soon banished them out of the room and back to the paddock. There was only a little bit of complaining (Kimi and Ollie), but they relented and went back to finish their media duties. 

“We’ll have to go back soon, too,” Lando said softly, nestled against Oscar’s side. 

His fiance hummed. “Yeah, but we can enjoy the quiet for a little bit now,” 

Lando snickered. “You’ll be a great dad,” 

“I’d hope so,” Oscar teased. “I feel like I’ve been a parent for almost two years,” He kissed Lando’s curls. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m happy,” He replied honestly. “I know it sucks, I can’t finish the season, and that I’ll not get that championship. I think I’ll announce my retirement, but also I might change my mind. Depends how I feel with the pup having two parents risking their lives most weekends, you know?” 

Oscar hugged him tighter. “Can’t argue with that,” He mused. “So, you’ll be back for 2028?” 

“We’ll see. I’ll announce my retirement first, I think,” Lando said. “I might change my mind and do a Fernando. For now, though, retirement sounds good,” 

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Oscar carried Lando back into the paddock. The omega was happily perched on his mate’s back, arms wrapped around the younger’s neck. 

“How are you feeling after your crash, Lando?” DC was unperturbed by the couple’s actions. 

“All fine,” He said. “I’m just tired,” 

DC chuckled. “I can see that. Will we be seeing you in the race tomorrow?” 

“Uh, no. Sorry,” Lando grimaced. “I need to talk to the team about some things,” He tightened his grip around Oscar’s shoulders, letting his head fall onto his nape. 

“Sorry to cut this short,” The Aussie cleared his throat. “I’m pretty sure Lando here is about to fall asleep on me,” 

“It was a pretty big crash. Get some rest, Lando,” DC said. “We’ll see you boys tomorrow. Hoping for another win, Oscar?” 

“We’ll see,” The alpha grinned. “Depends on the start,” 

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Zak and Andrea watched with thinly veiled amusement as Lando slowly fell asleep on Oscar’s lap. 

“Love, we have to talk to our bosses,” Oscar muttered. “Don’t make me do it on my own,” 

Lando ignored him, nestling closer to his scent gland. 

“Is he okay after the shunt?” Zak queried. 

“He’s fine,” Oscar said. “It’s the pregnancy that has him tired,” He patted Lando’s back. “I’ve been told we’re having a pack nest tomorrow morning, before the race,” 

“Pregnancy?” Andrea repeated. 

Oscar nodded. “Found out earlier,” His eyes then narrowed. “That’s not a problem, is it?” 

“Of course not,” Zak said immediately. “We’re chuffed for you both!” 

The alpha relaxed. “Okay. He’s due in early August. Says he’ll announce retirement for now, but wants to keep his options open,” 

“Of course,” Andrea nodded. “Obviously, we’ll have to announce this before next weekend. If that’s okay with you two,” 

“I’ll talk to Lando about it when he’s awake,” Oscar grinned. 

“Congratulations, boys,” Andrea smiled. “You’ll be great parents,” 

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“Osc?” 

Oscar grumbled, opening his eyes slowly. “Lan, sleep time,” 

“Do you think we’ll do okay?” The omega murmured into his neck. The Aussie hugged him tighter, pressing a kiss to his curls. 

“I reckon so,” He hummed. “We haven’t screwed up our pack just yet, so,” 

Lando kissed his neck. “I love you,” 

“Love you too, sweetheart. Sleep time now,” Oscar closed his eyes. His fiance bit his neck. “What?” He groaned. “You were exhausted earlier,” 

“We should get married,” Lando said instead. 

“We are. At some point. Sleep time, please,” The alpha grumbled. 

The Brit fidgeted. “I want to be a Piastri,” 

Okay, Oscar was wide awake now. “Lan, darl, it’s gone midnight,” 

The couple stared at each other. Lando looked sheepish, and Oscar looked calm. Completely neutral. Lando poked him. “Well, Osco. Consider this: you are the only alpha in your family. I have an older brother. He has kids to carry on Norris. I want us to carry Piastri, because I don’t know how your name will continue with your sisters,” 

“I’m so in love with you,” Oscar murmured, leaning forward and kissing his fiance. Lando moaned into the kiss, arms coming up to wrap around his mate’s shoulders. “Lan, are you sure?”
“I have another reason,” The omega said. He then grinned, almost wickedly. “I know I'm saying I'm retiring now, but if I come back. Imagine having two Piastris on the grid,” 

Oscar laughed. “When do you plan on getting married, then, love?” 

“Before I get massive,” Lando decided. “What about Christmas?”

“You want a white wedding?” Oscar grinned. “Romantic of you, love,” 

Lando snorted. “I don’t want it to be big,” He admitted. “Just us,” 

“What about the pack? And our families?” Oscar asked curiously. 

The Brit hummed. “I just want to be married to you before next year, and before the pup comes. We can have a proper ceremony next year, after the pup and with our family,” 

Oscar hugged him tightly. “I think it can be arranged,” He murmured. “Go to a courthouse in London? I’ll buy a new suit for you, darl,” 

“And I will ask Max and Logan if they can be our witnesses,” Lando said, kissing him again. “Sleep time now,” 

“Oh, finally. We can talk more about the wedding when it isn’t dark outside,” Oscar dragged his mate back under the covers. 

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[image description: A picture of Lando Norris smiling at the camera. The text around him reads BREAKING: Lando Norris retiring from Formula 1]

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McLaren here’s to our little Lando Norris! After eight years, he’s retiring from the sport

30th November2026

lewishamilton have a good retirement mate! Sure we’ll see you around the paddock 

kimiantonelli UR THE BEST MUM 

gabrielbortoleto hope you know this doesn’t mean you’re gonna get a break from us 

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[image #1 description: A picture of Lando grinning at the camera from his hospital bed]

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landonorris never fear all is well! Obvi sucks I’m not gonna get th championship but I shall still be around the paddock terrorising th drivers nxt yr dont any of u worry

30th November 2026

yukitsunoda u can babysit my baby with me if u want 

alexalbon good to know we can’t get rid of you  

carlossainz we are not that dramatic are we 

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yukitsunoda and pierregasly

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yukitsunoda Koki Anthoine Charles Tsunoda-Gasly. He is very little and I love him a lot

1st December 2026

landonorris !!! i cant wait to meet him

charlesleclerc I AM FRAGILE I WILL BE THE BEST UNCLE I SWEAR 

liamlawson oh i see how it is (congrats you two) 

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“Secret Santa time then,” 

Lando perked up, immediately putting his phone down. “Present?” 

Beside him, Oscar let out a snort. 

“Present,” Their media manager confirmed, placing a box down in front of Lando and a bag in front of Oscar. 

“You go first, then love,” Oscar nudged the shorter’s arm. “I know you can’t wait,” 

The omega grinned toothily back at him and started ripping off the paper. He gasped. 

“Oscar! Look!” 

His partner looked over. “It’s a box,” 

“It is a memory box, you muppet,” Lando swatted. Oscar smiled indulgently as Lando opened it slowly. 

“Oscar!” He said, voice cracking. “It has photos of us!” 

“It’s photos from your entire career, darling,” The younger pointed out helpfully. Lando sifled through, tearing up slightly. 

“It even has Alex’s rap from Rookie of the Year!” He gasped. “Oh my god, who did this? I want to tackle them,” 

“There’s a letter,” Oscar said. “Look, love,”

Lando ripped open the envelope. “Oscar!” 

It was a card saying “congrats and well done” on the front, and inside had little messages from every driver on the grid and then some. “Seb signed it! So did Mark!” Lando started crying. “Oscar!” 

“I know, love. I can see,” Oscar chuckled, wrapping an arm around his mate’s waist. “Who do you think got everyone to do that?”

“I don’t know,” The omega wailed. “I love them, though. So much,”

“It was Lewis,” Their media manager said. “He said he hopes there’s room for more memories down the line,” 

“I need to call him,” Lando said. “Or find him. Find him is better. He is getting a hug,” 

Oscar pressed a kiss to his hairline before going to his gift. “Let me open mine, and we can go find him, baby,” 

“Oh! Yes! Whaddya get?” 

The alpha riffled through the bag with one hand, peering inside. “Oh,” He snorted. “Cute,” He took out a stuffed Koala. 

“Does it have a name?” Lando asked. “Oscar?” 

His mate hummed, tugging out a note. “Says his name is Bruce. It’s for- oh,” He smiled softly. “I’m sure it’ll be used, thank you, Alex,” 

“How did you know it was Alex?” The media manager queried. 

“Bag was Williams blue. Also, I know Carlos doesn’t write like this,” Oscar waved the note. “So. Easy, really,” he put the Koala and the note back inside the bag. “Want to go find Lewis and Alex now so we can thank them?” 

“Yep,” Lando chirped. “Cmon, Osc,” 

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“World Champion is pretty much Oscar’s, isn’t it?” Yuki hummed. 

Lando grinned. “I know! With me not being there, it’s guaranteed. He’s twenty points ahead of George!” 

“Unstoppable couple,” The younger omega grumbled. “Ridiculous,” 

The Brit only grinned wider, “constructors three years in a row? We’re a power couple,” 

Yuki rolled his eyes. “Pity you can’t get plastered,” 

“Oh. Yeah,” Lando blinked. “I’m sure Zak will drink enough for both of us,” He looked down at Koki. The baby was wriggling in his arms, blue eyes open and tired. 

“He’ll be wanting a feed,” Yuki made a face. “He’s so greedy. Like Pierre,” He picked up his son, nestling him against his chest. 

“How’s your restaurant coming along, eh?” Lando queried. 

Yuki grinned. “Well, I think. I shall be doing more things over the break. It’s easier now Koki is out of me, and I don’t have baby brain much anymore,” 

Lando nodded. “What’s pregnancy like?” 

“Shite,” The shorter man said bluntly. “It’s not a fun time. Though you may be different. You are more emotional than me,” 

“I don’t know how to take that,” Lando narrowed his eyes. 

“I’m just saying, you might enjoy it a bit more cause you’re more at one with your emotions,” Yuki waved him away. “I have a child now, so I am happy. I don’t want to go through it again,” 

“Fair enough,” The Brit conceded. “I am looking forward to the experience. I shall be complaining, though,” 

Yuki nodded sagely. “Good. Milk it for all that it’s worth. Oscar is as gone for you as Pierre is for me, so you can get away with anything,” 

Predictably, Oscar won the race. Alex came second, and Kimi third. Lando ran to the parc ferme, leaving Yuki to find his mate (Pierre had placed seventh). 

“Oscar! Oscar!” He shouted, running. 

His mate took off his helmet and peeled off his balaclava. Lando launched himself at him. Oscar laughed, catching him around the waist and twirling him around. 

“You’re a world champion again!” Lando shrieked into his ear. 

“I know,” His alpha laughed. “I can’t fucking believe it, my love. The pup and now this- this may be the best year of my life,” 

He placed Lando back down onto the ground and kissed him soundly. Lando beamed into the kiss. 

“Okay!” Kimi clapped. “Can I congratulate my pack dad now?” 

The couple pulled away, and Kimi jumped onto Oscar’s back. “Oof! Kimi!” He grunted. Kimi cackled, hugging the alpha around the neck. 

“You’re a world champion again!” He cheered. “My pack parents! Look at that!” 

“You did great too, Kimi!” Lando reached up to scent the younger omega. “Third!” 

Kimi grinned wildly. 

“Want in on the group hug, Alex?” Lando called to the beta. 

“Sure,” The man laughed, clapping a hand on Lando’s shoulder. Kimi clambered off Oscar’s back, and they had a proper group hug. 

Soon, other people were piling on. 

“Ollie!” Kimi shrieked as the taller boy elbowed him. 

“Why are our pack all animals?” Oscar grumbled under the weight of Isack, Jack, and Gabriel. 

Lando just laughed. This wasn’t a dissimilar experience from when he won the driver’s championship last year- the entire grid, piling on top of him and Oscar, delighted shrieks coming from their rookies. 

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[image description: A picture of the twenty-one drivers, in a tangle of limbs. Oscar and Lando are evident in the middle, whilst the other drivers pile on top of them]

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formula1 what a scene! The entire grid descends upon Piastri after his victory in Abu Dhabi! 

6th December 2026

logansargent awesome mate!! 

nicolepiastri i’m so proud!! 

maxfewtrell good to see lando still being in the centre of chaos

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“I never want to be the centre of attention again,” Oscar grumbled. On either side of him, Alex and Kimi snickered. 

“That’s what Lando’s for,” Kimi crowed. “Oh! Look!” He pointed at the screen. It was him overtaking Max on the second-to-last lap. Oscar clapped him on the shoulder. 

“Nice, Kimi!” 

Alex nodded in agreement. “Well done, mate,” 

“You did pretty good too, Alex, in a Williams,” Kimi waggled his eyebrows. “Do I need to be concerned about my seat?” 

The beta laughed. “Not that I’ve heard,” 

“Your overtakes on both Charles and Max were amazing,” Oscar said, as they watched the blue Williams fly by a red Ferrari. 

“Love the praise. Keep it coming,” 

Lando watched the podium, standing in between Nicole and Cisca. Both women had their arms around him, and all three of them had shining eyes. 

“You’re making history,” Cisca told him softly. “You’re the first couple to share a constructor’s. I’m sorry you won’t be able to have your championship, though, sweetheart,” 

“I’ve come to terms with it, mum. It sucks, but who knows, I might come back. And hey, we’re to have a baby,” Lando grinned. “Isn’t he beautiful?” he looked back at his mate, standing tall and face irritatingly neutral on the top step as the Australian National Anthem reverberated through the speakers. 

“He does know he can smile now, right?” Nicole tutted. “That boy,” 

“He smiled more when Kimi got his first win,” Cisca snickered. 

The boy between them whistled loudly. “Smile, Osc!” He shouted, cupping his hands around his mouth. His mate caught his eye and laughed, finally relaxing. Lando beamed. He should be relaxed. The alpha deserved it all, and the world was finally agreeing. Two drivers' championships in a row. Three constructors' championships in a row. In only his fourth year on the grid. 

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[image #1 description: A picture of Oscar hugging Lando tightly after the Grand Prix]

[image #2 description: The picture formula1 posted of the big group hug]

[image #3 description: A picture of Oscar, Alex, and Kimi on the podium with their trophies]

[image #4 description: A picture of Lando between Nicole and Cisca]

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oscarpiastri isn’t my mate beautiful? Also thank you for all the support. I’m a drivers world champion again 🙂

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landonorris babe ur a sap (ily)

alexalbon our very own chill guy 

yukitsunoda wow you are down bad