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Vikklan imagine #2

Note: I wasn't sure how to incorporate it in a good way but basically Vik is a incoming uni student trying to find his way around the campus
omg this is so stereotypical I cri ;-;

Vik's POV
Cold rain droplets fell from the sky and onto my open notebook. Ugh why does London have to be so rainy. Thunder shakes the ground making me jump almost dropping all my papers, but luckily I didn't. I need directions or else I'll miss my first class. Everyone I saw seemed to be talking to someone else which annoyed me since I didn't want to intrude but then I see a blonde boy sitting and reading a book.

"Uh excuse me?" I ask tapping his shoulder and pushing my glasses up the bridge of my nose. "Can you tell me where Biology is?" He looks up and smiles and I notice his varsity jacket. Crap. Crap. Crap. I've had baddddd memories with these guys. Plus he's hot which makes it even worse!

"Sure. What other classes do you have today, cutie?" I feel my cheeks heat up at his nickname and hand him my time table. He quickly analyzes it smirking as his eyes dart across the page. "I'll meet you after and show you Geometry too, okay?" He says handing the paper back to me. I nod quickly feeling my cheeks heat up again and I lower my head looking at my feet.

The rain continued to fall and I felt it against my neck. "Come on." He slings his arm around my shoulder bringing my body closer to his. "I'm Lachlan by the way." He smirks looking down at me.

"V- Vik." I stutter.
"You're cute when you're flustered." He states making me blush.

-After Biology-

I walked out of the large classroom seeing Lachlan leaning against wall as expected. Gosh he was hot. I feel my cheeks heat up again. Gosh dang it Vik stop that!

He strides over putting his arm over my shoulder like he did earlier. "So cute, Vik." He mumbles with a small laugh. Don't blush. Don't blush. Too late.

"Y- you're not so bad yourself." I put all my confidence into that statement trying not to screw up, but unfortunately I did. He runs his hair through my hair messing it up. "Oi!" I shout making him laugh. "No need to be so darude." I start to fix my hair and adjust my glasses. Why did this has to be too big on the bridge of my nose?! Ugh they're annoying.

"You're so cute Vikky." I roll my eyes at his nickname trying to think of one for him.
"I am not." I protest followed by a small sneeze. Crap the water from earlier was probably getting to me since it was cold as opposite hell in these hallways.
"And that just proves my point," he chuckles poking my stomach. "Come on admit it. You know you're cute."

"But I'm not." I defend secretly smiling doing my best to hold back a blush.
"I can tell you want to blush. Come on Vikky. Blush for me." He pokes my cheek and I swat his hand away.
"Staph!" I plead wiggling in his grasp.
"Only when you blush or you admit to yourself you're cute."

"Okay fine." I huff. "I guess I'm kind of cute. But you're really cute." I tell him and he smiles.
"Why do you have to be so adorable!" He hugs me tight setting his chin on top of my head.

"Don't start this with me Little Lachy." I sternly tell him and he smiles.
"I ain't the little one here." He smirks. I feel heat rush to my cheeks and he smiles.
"I love you." He sighs.

"Love you too." We continue walking down the hallway in silence until I realize something. "Lachlan, you do realize we met each other like a couple of hours ago right?" The thought makes me smile by how happy he has made me in such a small amount of time.

"Oh well. I still love you." He kisses my cheek and I feel them warm up for the thousandth time today.
"I still love you too, Little Lachy."

A/N
WELL I LOVED WRITING THAT
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