Lando was getting better. :D

Him and carlos hung out more, so lando naturally started eating more with him-

I mean- it was a start?

First it was just some pizza Carlos bought over.

Then, Carlos cooked.

fuck his cooking tasted so good.

so good in fact, Lando almost lunged for Carlos's plate too.

Like..don't eat that. Eat me-

...

Anyways.

He was getting better though.

And Carlos fell into a tradition of basically carrying the brit to his house, and making him stuff.

It was nice.

Lando finally gained some wei-

oh no-

Whatever.

whatever.

He liked ~Carlos~ hanging out with Carlos.

and he basically was over at Carlos's house So many times he practically knew everything.

How his hot cologne smelt all over the room.

How the sheets felt between his fingers, which Lando wished he was gripping for dear life.

Ugh.

But whatever!!! it was Thursday!

Sleepover day with Carlossssss-

they did this usually every week-

Weird that he didn't text him or show up at his apartment to carry him out to his sexy ass Ferrari- but oh well!

He pranced up to Carlos's door, giggling as he typed in the code.

And-

..

Carlos and Rebecca were making out-

Uh-

Lando basically almost immediately closed the door with a soft click, which neither of them heard.

no no no no no-

why..

why did lando feel tears in his eyes?

why were lando's hands trembling?

He knew carlos had someone else.

He knew he wouldn't be his. ever.

so why?

why did it still hurt?