The Pack and Sidemen Oneshots

Vikklan- Spider

Lachlan's P.O.V.

I spent far too long at the Sidemen house, at least one month a year I spent at my boyfriends' and his roommates house and for quite a while I just invaded. Vikk returned the favour by spending a month or two at mine each years, but none of his housemates seemed to mind my presence.

Getting along with Vikk's three housemates was a challenge at times but I got on with it. JJ wasn't there a lot of the time, he was travelling in different countries and when he was there he was sleeping or hiding from the world. When I did talk to him we got along, but I didn't know much about him to fully form an opinion.

Josh was the dad, he looked after all of the boys and once he realised how much I was like Vikk, childish and excitable but most importantly I really didn't look after myself, he started to act like my dad as well. Vikk and I both called him dad unironically and I liked him, both as a friend and as someone who looked out for me and had my back.

Simon, he was someone who I would have become friends with regardless of whether Vikk and I were together or not. I supposed our relationship was a bit tense because I was dating his best friend but we had similar interests and joked a lot together when I was there.

I was there again, a three week trip in July following my 4 weeks in London over Christmas, New Years and a little while afterwards. It was summer and the temperatures were mild compared to my normal summer weather, but it also meant the bugs were out.

Already there were moths galore and butterflies out in the garden but there were also spiders, that in the week I had been there I had already had to take out several. None of the boys, bar my Vikky, were 'scared' of spiders, but if they were fast or bigger than average they backed off and got me to do it instead.

"Oi Lachlan." I looked up, Josh was leaning again the bench. Everyone was downstairs in the kitchen as it was 10am, breakfast time for everyone with messed up sleep schedules. Vikk was half asleep on my shoulder, my arm tucked around his waist. "We're all going out to the club tonight, Vikk's stayin' here. Let me guess, you ain't going?"

I shook my head. Because they, the boys, never left the house I didn't get to spend a lot of time with Vikk alone and I wanted to. I barely got to see him, so when we got to spend time alone we both took advantage of it and in the not so PG way. Josh knew as well, because he rolled his eyes.

"Alright, I get it. You two'll fuck once Vikk is actually awake." He glanced at his friend, his head nodding as he tried desperately to keep himself from falling off the barstool.

"Okay you." I said to Vikk, scooping him up into my arms and carrying him up to his bedroom. "Bed time. You're barely sitting up, just sleep."

He whined but let me tuck him into a bed like a child, crawling in beside him so he could fall asleep. He struggled to sleep without me so when I was there I stayed with him each and every night so he knew that I was always there. When we were in separate countries I called him each night before he went to bed, talking to him until he fell asleep.

"Love you Vikky." I whispered, holding him close. "Love you."

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Later that night both of us were up, Vikk having napped for an hour or so, and the boys had just left. I knew they wouldn't be back for quite a few hours, not until the wee hours of the morning when they would stumble back drunk.

Things escalated quite quickly and before either of us knew it we were lying, panting, on the bed, coming off the high and giggling like little kids. When we did it we were both little kids, giggly and happy and it was just loving and brilliant.

Vikk was a little shaky but went off to have a shower, leaving me alone on the bed for a few minutes at least. And then I jumped almost a foot off the bed as a piercing shriek echoed from the bathroom, Vikk's voice panicked and scared.

I rushed into the bathroom and saw Vikk pushed up against the wall with nothing but a towel wrapped around him, looking absolutely terrified. He was gazing up at the roof and after I rushed to his side and made sure he was okay I followed his gaze.

There, on the roof, was a spider. It wasn't just an average spider though, I would consider it big and it was simply sitting on the roof like a pancake, fat and hairy and actually kind of terrifying because I didn't know what type of spider it was. It wasn't likely to be poisonous, this was Britain, but I glared at it either way.

I was touching that ugly thing so instead I ushered Vikk from the room. He hadn't actually had his shower yet and was still shaky and sticky and his hair was mussed, so once we were standing in our bedroom again and I had shut the bathroom door to keep the monster inside I helped him down the stairs and into the guest bathroom. We barely used it, but it was clean and there were no spiders so Vikk went off to have a shower with no complaints.

I glared through the floor, towards the general direction of the bathroom, at the spider that had both scared Vikk and shaken me. I was Australian yes, but I still didn't like spiders. I could kill them, put a cup over them and stick them outside, but I shuddered just thinking about the monster upstairs. There was no way in hell I was going to touch it.

Vikk came out of the shower looking a lot happier, albeit shaky and sore, and just cuddled up with me on the couch because he didn't want to go into our bedroom. The bathroom door led directly to our room, and he didn't want to be anywhere near it.

"Are you gonna get the spider?" Vikk mumbled sleepily into my chest, his hand curled onto my hoodie. I shuddered but I really didn't want to sleep on the couch and Vikk would refuse to sleep in the bedroom with that.... thing... there.

"Fine, fine, I'll go get a cup." I shifted him off me, stumbled to the kitchen, grabbed a mug and a magazine and tiptoed up the stairs into the bathroom.

The massive fat and hairy blob was still perched on the ceiling, menacing and horrible. I wrinkled my nose but went in for it, standing up on my toes and shoving the cup over the spider, letting it fall into it before quickly pushing the magazine over top. Gottcha. No escape now.

I dumped the monster out the window and shuddered as it fell out of the second story window, into the garden. Good riddance. I thought to myself, bumbling down the stairs and crawling back onto the couch with Vikk beside me.

"Did you get it?" He mumbled, his eyes flickering. I nodded.

"Yeah, it's outside somewhere." I kissed his forehead. "I saved you, you big baby."

He pouted but he was barely awake now, he was drifting off on my chest.

"Love ya Vikky." I whispered, holding him close. "Not even a spider will stop that."