Book of One Shots

Lucky//Vikklan

(I wrote this a while ago and I'd recommend you listen to the song "Lucky" by Jason Mraz to get the full feels. Well, enjoy!)

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Vikk picked up the long awaited call from Lachlan, whom was in Australia at this point in time. Every night at 6:00 UTC, the Brit's boyfriend would call him, or vice versa, just to see each other and talk. The two haven't seen each other since September, when the Australian visited the Sidemen place for a week. That was when he asked Lachlan to be his boyfriend, which became the highlight of his life. The Brit couldn't fathom any words to describe how lucky he felt to have that blonde haired boy, even though they were thousands of miles apart, only a computer screen apart though.

'Do you hear me, I'm talking to you
Across the water across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying...'

Vikk admired everything about the Australian, from his crystal blue eyes, to his fluffy golden locks of hair. And who could forget his adorable laugh and his dazzling personality, filled with love, intelligence, bubbliness, cuteness..... He could go on and on, but he wanted to actually talk to the Australian, not wanting to waste one second of their precious time.

"Hey babe," the male with the British accent said to his significant other, turning his facecam on.

"Hey Vikky! So, what's up?" Lachlan's heart ached for Vikk to be here with him in Queensland, his arms wrapped tightly around the other. To get rid of the lost feeling between his arms, he'd stuffed a pillow inside one of Vikk's t-shirts that had his logo, pretending it was Vikk and hugging it whenever his heart ached for him, which was practically 24/7.

"Nothing much... I miss you," Vikk had a gloomy puppy-dog look on his face, representing both of their sadnesses. Lachlan's heart broke a bit more. Seeing and/or hearing the Brit sad made him feel terrible. He could've done something, anything, to get rid of that frown on his boyfriend's face and replace it with a smile, just as Vikk had done for him several times, even saving his life a few times, too.

'Boy, I hear you in my dreams,
I feel your whisper across the sea,
I keep you with me in my heart,
You make it easier when life gets hard....'

"I miss you too, babe. I've even got my pillow here to put in place of you right now." Lachlan squeezed the pillow tightly as a great idea popped into his head, causing a small smirk to appear on his face. He felt as though an actual lightbulb appeared above his head like in cartoons, so he swatted away at the thin air above his head, his hands not coming into contact with anything.

"Babe, I just got the greatest idea, you're gonna love it." The Australian searched the web for the earliest plane ticket to the UK, his face heating up with anticipation. He could not wait to see his perfect boyfriend again. Finally, he found tickets for 5 AM tomorrow morning. Vikk would be so excited, he just knew it.

"Uh, babe, Im gonna head to bed," the British male found this weird. Knowing the other well, he knew that he didn't go to sleep before midnight, and here he was doing so.
"You're actually going to bed now? At 11:36? That's too early for you," Vikk cracked himself up so much that it was crazy.

"Yeah, I am. Big day tomorrow. Love you, Vickles." Lachlan blew his lover a kiss through the pixelated screen. The other male suspected nothing about Lachlan's big surprise tomorrow.

"Love you more, Lachy. Talk to you tomorrow," Vikk blew Lachlan a kiss back before disconnecting. He headed upstairs, ready for sun time, when he could see his lover again, feel his embrace, the softness of his lips and hands, all of it. Most importantly, he just wanted Vikk, all of him there and 3-Dimensional, not only through a computer screen. Skype was a lifesaver to the two guys, but it just wasn't enough to fulfill their cravings. Lachlan flopped down into bed, falling asleep in what he was wearing, already ready to catch the flight tomorrow.