Sidemen Oneshots

Jealousy - Wroetostar

This should be pretty straightforward from the title; Harry becomes jealous over Vik and his so called 'friend', so he feels the need to mark the boy as his own. Anyways, for the purposes of this one shot, Harry and Vik will be living together.

Warning: will contain a bit of 'action', but not quite smut

Word Count: 837

Vik laughed again as the pixelated figure dove clumsily back into the lake to look for the high-leveled creature. Lachlan swam around before discovering he could not hop back onto the wooden raft, loudly panicking and shouting into his microphone while Vik had tears coming out of his eyes. The pair had finally found time to record another ARK episode together and were having the time of their lives messing around on the game server.

As Vik chatted and giggled at the computer monitor, Harry sat on his boyfriend's bed watching. Every time the small boy laughed and grinned at his screen, Harry felt just a tiny bit more irritated, for he knew it was Lachlan making him laugh. Harry could clearly see the yearning, the longing in the tall blonde's eyes every time he snuck a glance at Harry's boyfriend: yet Vik, like always, seemed oblivious to it all.

Harry hated Lachlan purely because he knew the latter liked Vik. No, although the boy was slightly older and taller, he would never be brave enough to say it to Vik's face: but to Harry, he still posed a threat. Simply enough, Lachlan's being was already a caution to Harry and Vik's relationship. Even without hearing Lachlan's words, Harry could imagine the blonde's flirtatious voice every single time Vik laughed, giggled, or even just smiled at his screen.

The brown-haired boy turned his attention back to his smaller partner. Vik continued his shrieking and giggling without noticing Harry's sudden heated stare, and Harry could actually hear Lachlan's muffled screaming through the headphones. Being able to hear the Australian's voice only made Harry angrier; all the younger boy wanted to do now was reach through the screen to pull him away from Vik, his Vik.

Harry ripped his gaze away from his lover and his lover's friend. Instead, he forced himself to think about his time with Vik instead to assure himself Vik loved him and not Lachlan. After all, Harry could get plenty upset over small things.

How could the younger boy tell that Vik loved him? Well, there were lots of things.

The dark-haired boy always tried his best to cook meals for Harry, for example, even when Harry said he wasn't hungry(but knew he needed to eat). And Harry ate the food Vik made for him, even if it was just a little burnt or didn't have quite enough flavoring, and Harry praised an overjoyed Vik by telling him how wonderful the smaller boy's cooking was.

Vik never slept when he was supposed to, and often ran to Harry's bedroom for a little comfort in his companion. Even if it was the middle of the day(Vik's early morning), Harry could always fit some time into his busy schedule to rock the boy to sleep in his protecting arms. If Vik was ever startled in the middle of the night from some noise whilst recording, he also ran to his boyfriend. Harry was woken up by the frightened boy's footsteps every time, but that never stopped him from pretending to be asleep, listening to Vik's breathing calm down after the cinnamon boy carefully crawled beneath Harry's blankets.

Harry looked back over to Vik, just in time to hear him signing off. His boyfriend was still giddy from having recorded an eventful episode with a close friend, and Harry could hear traces of pure happiness in Vik's voice as he wrapped up the episode. Reaching forward to stop the recording for his face cam, Vik sighed tiredly and also quit the call with Lachlan. After making sure the clips were in order, the boy turned around to find his lover, clearly angry for some reason, staring at the bed with a vengeance.

"Hazza, what's wrong?" The cinnamon boy spun his chair around to face his bed.

Without Harry speaking a single word, Vik knew what the younger boy wanted and obliged by flopping onto the bed.

Immediately, Harry grabbed his boyfriend and began to kiss Vik softly at first, then more passionately, leaving small marks on the boy's exposed neck.

Vik complained quietly and sat up. "Harry, now the viewers are going to notice something."

Harry didn't reply. Instead, he carefully but firmly grabbed the back of his lover's head and pulled him into a kiss, shushing the other with actions.

Surprised, Vik was frozen for a moment while Harry sucked and bit on the smaller boy's lip, begging for entrance. As Vik realized what was happening, he opened his mouth and let Harry explore.

The heated makeout session continued, bringing both boys deeper into their world of passion and love.

Needless to say, Harry calmed his jealousy that night.

And as Vik was shutting Harry's bedside lamp, he face palmed.

"What's wrong?" the brown-haired boy asked.

"I forgot to set my videos to render!" Vik said, exasperated, and with that he jumped out of bed.

Harry only laughed at his boyfriend, closed the light himself, and shut his eyes.