Book of One Shots

Cuddles//Vikklan

(I'm sorry if you don't like the fact that I'm writing so many  vikklan one shots but that's like the least popular ship with almost no fanfics soooo)
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Lachlan and Vikk sat atop the grassy hill overlooking the Salty Lagoon, their fishing rods out in the crystal blue waters, their faces reflecting on the clear surface. As the Cool Kid Club loved to do, they fished from sunrise to sunset on the How to Minecraft server.

The server was peaceful at this time, the two of them being the only ones on. Not even Choco was on, who would AFK for hours to get resources and EXP levels. Apart from all the preparation for battle everyone had been doing, it was nice to just take a calm relaxation day with just the two of them. For Lachlan, he was just happy he got to be alone with Vikk.

He peered over at the Brit, and stared for a minute, admiring his stormy black hair, swept back and a bit messy from the wind. Although Lachlan hated to admit it to himself, he felt a lot of emotions for the shorter male. These thoughts had always been inside his head, and nowhere else, except maybe his heart and bloodstream. Sometime soon, he was going to release those feelings out into the open atmosphere, but not to just anyone or anything on the How to Minecraft server. He was going to tell Vikk. The Aussie didn't know exactly when he'd do so, but he'd know when the time was right, or at least he hoped it would be the right time. He was nervous, getting jittery at the thought of it. What if Lachlan was rejected? Even if he didn't say anything, the British male, or someone else on the server, would notice. Each day, as the blonde's love grew for the dark brunette, it became more and more obvious that he was in love, and not just like a friend love.

"Hey, Lachlan? What time is it?" Vikk inquired. Lachlan looked up at the bright blue sky, only to see a large banner that said '#Vikklan' with little hearts around it. Lachlan wished he could've controlled his emotions, but he couldn't (that was something Lachlan had to work on). A shade of pink rushed up to his cheeks, a  cheeky smile forming on his lips. But behind the banner, he saw a glimpse of the sun, just about above their heads, signaling it was about noon. He told this to the other male.

"After I catch this fish," Vikk reeled the line in as fast as possible while pulling upwards, signaling he had gotten a fish on the hook, "wanna go explore for the rest of the day and just collect some resources or something?" Vikk really didn't want to collect resources as his main purpose, as that was to spend some more time with the Australian, who nodded at the suggestion. Vikk pulled up the rod, showing he had caught a bright yellow and blue pufferfish, and they each walked to their homes, which were literally just across the small lagoon from each other,  grabbing only some necessities, such as food, a sword and pick, and the Brit grabbed torches also, just in case. Within minutes, the two had met outside, Vikk jumping across the lily pads to reach the other male, stumbling here and there as he usually did. This usually followed the echoed coo's of the red-hooded boy's laughter. This always happened to poor Vikky, as he was very clumsy with everything he ever did.

"So, where do you wanna go and explore?" Lachlan questioned, a shade of red creeping up his face as he tapped each of his feet in the sand, making small little indents that would soon be gone with the wind or water in the lagoon.

To him, it didn't matter which way they decided to go. Actually, neither one cared.

"Uh... How about towards that huge hill? I'll race ya!" Vikk questioned, pointing to the grassy forest area to the north of Vikk Towers, beholding a steep hill before reaching it. And with that, the shorter male sprinted off, the Australian trailing right behind him.

The two scaled the mountain, both wanting to win, but unfortunately, only one could claim the title of victor. That person ended up being Vikk, who laughed in the other's face as he approached, panting heavily and sweating.