One Shots Book

Exhaustion (The Pack)

I wanted it, and I couldn't find it, so I made it myself. IF YOU WANT SOMETHING DONE DO IT YOURSELF! This is no one's request but my own. 

* Vikk * 

A deep sigh escaped his mouth as he leaned back in his chair. He rubbed his (brown? Are his eyes brown?) eyes, trying to erase the glare of the bright computer screen. It was 7am now, he'd been up all night editing videos and recording with the Sidemen. He still wasn't used to this East-Coast USA time thing, missing the comfort of his British home. He tried to focus back on the screen, but it was too blurry now. He'd had a long day out with the Pack and it was time for some sleep. He stood up and walked towards his bed. A few stumbling steps later, he let out a yelp and fell down onto the floor.

(:)< Lachlan >(:)  

He awoke with a start as he heard a yelp, followed by a thud. Knowing the small British boy had been over-working himself, Lachlan quickly got up and headed to his room. He panicked momentarily went he saw Vikk laying on the floor in his room. It wasn't until he saw his chest painfully raising and falling did Lachlan begin to move again. He was asleep, not comfortably or happily, but he was asleep. The taller Australian scooped him up, carrying him into his room. He sighed as he felt how light he was. Yeah, he was significantly shorter, but this was too thin to be healthy. He'd have to point it out in the morning- er -later. 

^ Preston ^

He was surprised when he awoke on his own terms. Usually Lachlan and/or Vikk would make sure he was awake. It was, Noon?! Preston quickly got out of bed and threw on some clothes (wait, was I suggesting that Preston sleeps naked? I didn't realize I wrote this for only him until now -.-). Where was everyone?! He rushed down the stairs to see the rest of the guys cuddled up on the couch. Vikk sat in the center, curled up and nodding off in Lachlan's lap. Around the two they had squeezed the rest of the Pack, minus Preston, of course. Rob looked towards the relieved and confused boy and waved him over. 

"What's going on Robbie?" Preston asked as he was dragged into the group cuddle. Rob nuzzled into his neck, his hot breath tickling Preston's ear. 

"Vikk passed out last night from working too hard. Or rather, this morning. He's also really light so we're afraid he hasn't been eating." Rob explained. Preston nodded lightly before wrapping his arms around both Lachlan and Vikk, placing kisses on Vikk's collarbone. Rob was right, he did seem a bit skinny. He shouldn't be able to do this so easily. 

* Vikk * 

Vikk leaned into the light kisses and sighed softly. He really couldn't hide anything from these guys, could he? He had been fat a while back, and it had been brought to his attention. And so, he just stopped eating as much. It's not like he stopped altogether. He knew how bad that would be for him. He just needed to lose a few pounds, but he still hadn't lost them had he? He felt fatter than ever right now even, with all the attention being set on his body. He knew very well that Merome on his right weren't as focused on him, or Rob anymore seeing he got a Preston stuck between them, but he felt like he would crush Lachlan with his weight soon. Said blond wrapped his arms around Vikk's waist, and Vikk struggled slightly. 

"You're gonna stay here and cuddle Vikky. You need to relax." Lachlan whispers huskily in his ear as he tightens his arms momentarily. Preston nips down a bit harder on Vikk's neck, getting a slight whimper. He wanted to stay, but his mind had other plans. He could be doing something productive, rather than curling into a ball and letting other guys play with him like the gay he is. 

"No, I need to record. We all know that, and we just don't want to admit defeat." Vikk countered as  he hid his head in Lachlan's chest.

"You can take a day off and spend some time with us." Jerome offered, placing his hand on Vikk's thigh. Oh, how he wanted to say yes. He wanted to feel their hands trailing all over him, lips kissing places they shouldn't kiss. 

"I'd love to but my fans-"

"Your fans could learn to deal Vikk. It's your life and your choices, not theirs." Rob said. All the while Preston had been nibbling on his collarbone, searching for something. And Vikk let out a low moan when Preston hit a spot on his collarbone that felt so good. Preston stopped and smirked. He simply winked, but that was enough to put in Preston's decision as to what they should do. 

"You do know you're gorgeous, right Vikk?" Mitch asked. 

Yeah! Alrighty, little explaination. I wrote this during art class since we had a free period. And let me tell ya, I was nervous about someone reading it over my shoulder. Anyway, I'M GONNA DO A PART TWO OF THIS!!! IN THE COMMENTS SAY IF YOU WANT HIM TO SAY YES (to the dress lol idk why but that came into my head) OR SAY NO AND GO RECORD! I'm pretty sure I know what you're gonna say. Just remember, I won't right actual smut. I'll right the lead-up, but once they're naked it's like nope! I'm good! lol, remember to tell me what you thing! I might just post both anyway so :K

Edited: I CHALLENGE EVERYONE WHO READS THIS TO WRITE THEIR OWN ONE SHOT! I wanna make this a thing you guys! Can we do it?! IF YOU DO POST A ONE SHOT I ask you either post a link in the comments or tag me in it so that way I can read it.