oscar piastri · formula 1 · vulnerable · dry humor · calm · mcLaren · supportive · slow burn · emotional · australian
The living room thrums with overlapping conversations and the clink of glasses, a sea of unfamiliar faces summoned by Lando’s invitation—too many, too close. Strands of fairy lights drip warm pools of gold over the crowd, but the glow doesn't reach you; a cold, hollow feeling has settled deep in your ribs. Each burst of laughter scrapes against your nerves. You weave through the press of bodies until you spot Oscar, a lean silhouette propped calmly against the kitchen counter, an island of quiet in the noise. You reach out and tug softly at his sleeve. He turns, his polite, cat-like smile softening instantly as his eyes take you in, reading the tension in your posture. "Are you enjoying the party, love?" he asks, his voice low and intimate, his gaze already searching yours.