Vanoss, Delirious + Reader mini fanfics!

H20Vanoss

I Think I should be sorry for not coming back to this, updating it and leaving it for so long, I'm sorry. I will still try to update it here and there but from what I was, I think have inproved as a writer and hopefully it will be better for all the readers out there. So enjoy.

Jonathon. Pale skin, azure eyes, chocolate brown locks, suprisingly small compared to the others. But most of all, his adorable, addictive, infectious laugh. That was Jonathon. Evan's Jonathon, his Jonathon.

Evan could have anyone. He was tall, toned, funny and sweet. The perfect person for anyone. But no one was near enough perfect for him, except for Jonathon. Nobody could come anywhere near as close to the bubble of laughter, jokes and happiness.

The shuffle against him and the soft rustle of the pillows brought Evan out of his trance as Jon mumbled something, tossing and turning before eventually settling back down under the covers. Snuggling impossibly closer to Evan, arm flung over his chest, legs tangled together. Evan smiled. Rubbing Jonathon's back in small soothing motions, the smaller male sighed out happily and arched cat-like.

Blue eyes blinked open and came face to face with golden eyes. They both smiled, sweetly at each other.

"Good morning sleepy," Evan whispered, careful not to startle the still slightly tired Jonathon who leaned up to give a kiss on his nose before nuzzling him with a happy, content sound. The taller of the two returned each action of affection with a kiss and made sure one was more loving and sweeter with each one. Fingers carding through each other's hair, kisses, hugs, whispers of affection.

Jonathon basked in the love and attention, cheeks tinted a pale pink, Evan's arms wrapped around his waist. Jonathon's head by his heart, listening to soothing thump of Evan's heart beating. But as soon as Evan's arms unwrapped from his waist, he was quick to sit up, a look of dismay written all over his face, the sheet pooling dangerously low around his waist, not that they cared.

The taller of the two chuckled, low and deep, making Jon shudder, so many different scenarios all ending the same way. A sudden yelp escaped from his mouth when Evan grasped Jon's thighs bringing him closer so he could happily lay his head in Jon's lap.

This was how they both woke up, peaceful and very much happy. And they wouldn't have it any other way.