One Shots Book

Meanwhile, With Fxckboys 2 and 3 (Vikklan)

"No, don't kick him out. I like him. Now I have someone to help me tease you," Vik stated, letting a few golden giggles come out before kissing Lachlan's neck. The tall blond groaned, pushing himself away from the wall and, at the same time, away from Vik.

"Whatever, I see how it is," Lachlan moped, walking into the small kitchen area of their dorm.

"I think this one's a keeper Lachlan!" His roommate called to him, before asking Vik to join him on the couch. When Lachlan reentered the living room, he was met with the sight of Vik cuddling close to Brandon.

"Oh my God, I love this show so much! Which season did you get to?" Lachlan overheard Vik cheer, rolling his eyes. He moved around to Vik's side of the couch, sitting on the armrest as he passed Vik a water. A small thanks was muttered.

"Really?! I just started season three," Brandon exclaimed, glancing at Vik before returning to the TV.

"Ooh, this is the best one. I love how it ends."

"Ah ah ah!" Brandon suddenly cuts him off, moving a hand over Vik's mouth. "No spoilers! This is my first time watching."

"Seriously? I won't say anything more," Vik promised, before glancing over at Lachlan. "Oh, Lachy. Wanna join? I'll sit on your lap so that you can fit too." Lachaln rolled his eyes, grabbing Vik's waist as he stood up.

"Nah Vikky, I just brought you back to my apartment so I could abandon you." Vik frowned slightly at Lachlan's sarcasm, moving between the blond's legs.

"Are you really upset?" Vik mumbled, close enough to Lachlan where Brandon couldn't hear.

"No, you're alright. Sorry for being pissy," Lachlan responded, hugging Vik to his chest and kissing his head.

"Don't worry Lachlan, we all understand you're on your man period right now. Now stop being so cute, you're distracting from my show!" Brandon declared, making both boys turn in his direction.

"Whatever you say, mighty King PeteZahHutt," Lachlan droned out, moving to sit down on the couch seat.

"And dont you ever forget that! Or I'll sic Mat on you," Brandon warned, causing Lachlan to laugh.

"I'd like to see that stick try."

"You take that back!"

Three or four hours later, nobody knew which one, the three boys got half way through the current season. Brandon had decided it was time for a movement break, and wandered off to his room for a little while. Vik took this chance to turn around on Lachlan's lap, straddling his waist while doing so.

"Hi," Vik let out, leaning forward to rest his forehead on Lachlan's.

"Hey," Lachlan replied back, making eye contact with Vik for only a moment before connecting their lips together. The movements were smooth, almost flawless. Lachlan deepened the kiss, licking Vik's bottom lip as a request for entry. Vik gladly opened his mouth, loving the way Lachlan's tongue searched his mouth. Vik let out a soft groan as he wrapped his fingers into Lachlan's hair, using his legs to pull himself closer to the other. Lachlan was quick to make them even closer, wrapping his hands around Vik's ass and pulling him flush to his body. The kiss grew sloppy, Vik letting out soft mewls as Lachlan slowly kneaded the flesh in his hands. Brandon walked back out of his room, groaning at the sight before him.

"Fine, alright! I'll go finish the season at Mat's place. Use protection boys!" Brandon called out, grabbing his coat off the hook by the door and walking out. The two separated their kiss, Lachlan smirking slightly.

"Would you like me to take you to my bed, Vikky?" Lachlan whispered huskily, causing Vik to shiver.

"Will you please, Lachy?" Vik whined back, and he held fast to Lachlan as the taller boy stood up quickly. The two slightly stumbled on their way, and Lachlan kicked his door closed behind him as he entered his room. He carefully placed Vik onto his blankets, following quickly after him and catching his lips with his own. The rest of the night existed only as a heated, passionate blur, up until Lachlan was curled up with Vik tight in his arms as he fell asleep.

Lachlan woke up the next morning to Vik's panicked voice, and the rustling of clothes being put on.

"What do you mean something happened last night?! Is everyone okay?" Vik yelled out, pulling up his boxers right afterwards.

"Everything is fine, Vik. I started out with that for a reason!" A voice spoke back through Vik's phone, which Lachlan now recognized was on speaker.

"That isn't very helpful! What happened?! You know I care about you guys and-"

"Vikky, breathe! I knew last night was important to you, and everything was under control. Some guy named Rob saved Preston-"

"Saved Preston from what?!" Vik exclaimed, exacerbated with the lack of explanation he was getting.

"Wait, Rob like Rob Latsky?" Lachlan spoke up, finally sitting up and turning toward the phone.

"Yeah, and hi. I'm Vik's friend Jerome. I was with him at the bar last night."

"Can you introduce later and explain what happened?!" Vik begged, and Lachlan faintly noticed Vik's eyes growing blurry. Lachlan rotated himself while still under the blankets, pulling Vik backwards into his chest.

"Yeah, sorry. Some bitch ass lady thought she had the right to force herself on Preston." Vik gasped as if he was about to say something, but Jerome purposely picked up his story. "But, like I said many times already, he's okay. He got a cute guy's number too, so he's practically spewing rainbows this morning. They're already texting each other as we speak," Jerome concluded. Vik took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. Lachlan laughed slightly, and decided now was a good time to make a joke.

"If you say this guy is cute, are you sure it's the Robert Latsky?" Jerome began to laugh through the phone, and Vik let out a few breathy chuckles. Lachlan kissed his ear and then his neck, trailing his lips down all the marks he had left on Vik the night before. Vik let out a sigh, leaning back into Lachlan and melting into his touch.

"Alright Jerome, you sure everything is okay?"

"Yes Mom, me and Preston are both okay. We walked out of the situation both with hot guys' numbers, so everything will be alright." Vik sighed again, and Lachlan began rubbing up and down his arms.

"Vik will be on his way back to you two very soon, I promise." Vik smiled up at Lachlan, his eyes seeming dazed.

"I'll hold you to that, bucko. See you soon Vik." With that, the phone call was ended.

"Lachy?" Vik softly whispered, still gazing upward at Lachlan with the distant expression.

"Yes baby?" Lachlan cooed back, gripping Vik's forearms in his hands.

"Thank you for that." Lachlan chuckled, smirking at the shorter boy.

"Don't worry, you can pay me back for it next time." Lachlan sealed his tease with a wink, causing Vik to roll his eyes and finally snap out of his thoughts.

"God, and here I was thinking you were being nice," Vik groaned, putting extra emphasis on "nice" as he pulled up his pants.

"Psh, since when has being nice gotten someone laid?" Lachlan joked back, earning a louder groan and a slap from Vik.

"You're so fuckin' lucky I love you," Vik mumbled, clearly not meaning for Lachlan to hear it.

"I really am," the blond replied, his tone finally sincere. Vik froze for a moment, before smiling and turning to face the taller. He slowly leaned forward and pressed their lips together, Lachlan softly humming into the kiss. Vik pulled back with a large grin, and pulled his shirt over his head. Lachlan looked him up and down, and scrunched up his eyebrows. "Wait, isn't that my-"

"Nope. The shirt is mine now. As well as a sweatshirt, in case it's cold outside."

"Vik, it's late spring. It's not cold." Vik aggressively shushed the taller, pressing a finger against his mouth.

"But what if it is." Lachlan rolled his eyes, collapsing back into his mattress. Vik laughed, running over to the blond's closet and choosing a sweatshirt to steal.

"You know, I'm really glad you agreed to meet me last night," Lachlan finally admitted, watching Vik with his head at a weird angle. Vik smiled, walking over to the edge of the bed. He leaned over the bed, positioning himself so that way his head was upside-down and above Lachlan's.

"I'm glad I did too." Vik shifted so that their lips could meet once more, and soft kisses accompanied the pair until Vik left out the door an hour later.