Cigarettes. (Bottom!Vanoss oneshots)

First impression.

-Evans Pov-

"Evvvaaan. I wanna make sweets!" David yelled from the kitchen where him and Brock sat on the island. "But if we do we'll have to pick up the mess because my mom is bringing company over today." I said "I don't wanna pick up. We just finished cleaning like 20 minutes ago." "But Evan..." Brock said pulling out the eggs from the fridge and David shoved a beautiful picture of some cupcakes in my face. Letting out a breathless sigh from my mouth I gave in and got out some mixing bowls and the flour. 

"Evan.." I looked up at Brock and he slapped my across the face with frosting covering his hand "Smack cam." I stared at him in disbelief as I quickly grabbed an egg and slapped it on his forehead. 

Thus the food fight began.

About half an hour later we were still throwing flour and eggs at each other, that is until the we heard the side door open and my mom with her "Company" walked into the kitchen. David have a hand full of flour about to smack it on my head, Brock had two eggs in both his hands standing on the island ready to bomb David while I had two hands full of frosting pushing Davids face away from me. 

"Evan...what is this?" My mom said in a restrained voice. "...Uuhhh." We all lowered are hands looking around the kitchen at the mess we made. I looked back at my mom only to make eye contact with my moms friends son. "..We'll clean up." I slapped Brock with my frosting covered hands one more time whispering "Smack cam" in his ear before walking away. 

-Tylers pov-

"Mom, do I have to go? They seem like stuck up Christians that don't let their children do anything." I said while walking downstairs. "Yes, you have to go. And she only has one kid. Plus, i'm not sure what their religion is..but that doesn't matter. You're going and that's final." 

After about 12 minutes of pointless begging I was forced into my mom's friends car and we made our way to her house. 

I'm gonna be honest their house was amazing. I wasn't expecting it to be this big. When we got to the front door you could hear laughing and screaming from the inside but once we opened the door it all went quiet. We made our way to the kitchen and I had to hold in my laugh with my hand at the sight in front of me. 3 boys having what seemed to be an epic food fight with baking products.  But one that really caught my eye was the Asian with jet black hair, brown eyes, covered in flour and eggs. "Evans....What is this?" You could tell that "Evans" mom was angry just by her voice. "Uhhh...." All 3 of the boys looked around and the Asian whipped his head back and made eye contact with me. I felt shivers go down my spin and my pants tighten. "We'll clean up.." He said turning around with his I believe friends. 

It's gonna be a long day. 

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I was trying to hit 666 words but it didn't turn out like that. but yeh. I've decided to turn this into a one shot book of Tyvan :^)) I might start taking request or something Smut and fluff. But I dunno. :^( I start school next Thursday and it's gonna suck. 

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