Too Much Good (The Pack)

Finally! The long awaited Yes (to the dress) ending! I was tempted to be mean and not post this yet so be glad!

*Vikk*Vikk shook his head no and buried himself deeper into Lachlan's chest (I just realized how heavily influenced this is based on the ships I find one shots about. Like, I mainly write Vikklan 'cause that's all I've been finding). Mitch leaned over Jerome and kissed the back of Vikk's neck. "Well, you're not beautiful Vikk. You're absolutely gorgeous and you don't need to change. You never have been anything but perfect." 

"No I'm not." Vikk mumbled back. He hoped it was muffled by Lachlan's body, but everyone heard it. He felt himself being picked up by someone other than Lachlan and squeaked slightly. 

"I'd say it's time we spend a day cuddling, yeah boys?" Jerome asked as Vikk opened his eyes to look at his lift. It was Jerome, who sent him a sweet smirk as they got agreements from the Pack.

"I have to go work. Put me down Jerome." Vikk whined. Rob appeared over Vikk and placed his hand on his cheek.

"Recording and anything else work related is going to wait Vikk. Right now, you're going to accept our offerings of love and compassion." Rob said before giving him a peck on the cheek. Vikk blushed at the gesture and turned away, refusing to let this happen. He shook his head no, and it was held in place by Lachlan. 

"Now Viiky, we can't have you shaking around that brain of yours. Bad enough you're not asleep yet." Lachlan cooed and kissed his forehead. Vikk's face grew slightly redder and Jerome laughed. "Now stop being a stubborn little patient and accept treatment." Lachlan kissed his forehead again and then signaled for Jerome to bring him upstairs. Mitch and Jerome shared a room in this house, voluntarily, and so they had a King sized bed. That made for the perfect place to cuddle all day. Except for meals, which Vikk was sure they'd keep track of. "Now Vikky, are you gonna behave?" Lachlan asked as Vikk was dropped on the bed. The bed felt so soft, he just didn't want to be alone now. Vikk nodded and sighed, feeling the bed dip around him. He suddenly felt Preston's lips on that great spot on his neck again, and he let out a low moan.

"You enjoying him Preston?" Mitch joked as he stroked down Vikk's side. Preston hummed against his neck causing him to moan again. The order went (left to right) Rob, Mitch, Vikk, Preston, and Jerome. Lachlan had somehow managed to situate himself atop of Vikk, yet in between his legs at the same time. That meant Lachlan's head laid on Vikk's chest and listened to his heartbeat. Eventually Vikk had to flip onto his side, uncomfortable on his back. This left Lachlan to lay his lips onto Vikk's stomach and kiss it multiple times. Jerome wrapped his arms around Preston and to Vikk, hand squeezing his thigh right below his hips. Vikk squeaked slightly at the feeling of hands so close to pleasure. No. His mind started to backfire as their hands began to roam more. Lachlan's lips kissed every piece of flesh they could in the stomach area, having to slightly lift up Vikk's shirt to do so. Mitch had his hands rubbing Vikk's chest, humming from whatever Rob was doing to him that Vikk didn't notice. His mind was conflicted. Isn't this what he wanted? He wanted their hands to explore him, lips to search unknown territory. Yet, his internal monsters were getting the best of him. This was gay (omfg i hate hate HATE using that word but it's the only thing that works and it bothers me! Never call anyone gay if you mean homosexual), what they were doing. They were best friends, they shouldn't be doing this. Mitch's hands tried to work their way under his shirt and that's when his mind snapped. 

"No." He mumbled.

"What?" Jerome asked from behind him. Vikk quickly brushed all the hands off of him and rushed out of the room. Vikk ran to his room and slammed the door shut, locking it. He began panting before looking at the computer across the room. He should do something productive.

(:)<Lachlan>(:)

A chorus of worried voice seemed to speak up at once about the sudden departure of their center. Lachlan ignored their questions and went towards Vikk's door. He knocked. (*knock knock knock knock knock* Elsa?) "Vikky?" (DO YOU WANNA BUILD A SNOWMAN??? cOME ON LET'S- *cut off with a loud chorus of no's* Okay, bye...) He didn't get a response so he took a risk and pulled a joke. "Do you wanna build a snowman?" All the sudden he hears a chair squeak from inside and Lachlan backs up hopefully. 

"Leave me alone. I need to work. I was relaxing for way too long." Vikk said monotonously, staring past Lachlan to avoid looking at him. 

"O-oh. Well, you could have just said something Vikky. You got me worried." Lachlan's voice quivered as he spoke. They had messed up hadn't they? They had moved too fast for Vikk. He was just being nice and didn't want to say it. 

"Do I have to do everything?!" Vikk snapped. Lachlan flinched back slightly. Vikk just groaned, grabbing his door and slamming it in Lachlan's face. "Go away and tell your fellow freaks to leave me alone!"

"Vikk. Y- you don't mean that, right?" Lachlan's voice cracked over the words he spoke. What had happened? 

"I mean it. I also mean it when I say I'm heading back to the Sidemen house soon. I can't stand it here with you guys." Vikk spat through the door, before Lachlan heard the chair creak again. He went back to the others, on the verge of tears. Vikk was different now, and he was going to leave them. Lachlan walked in to see the guys all nervous. Preston sat on the foot of the bed, kicking his feet. Mitch was pacing while Jerome was trying to reason with him that it wasn't his fault. Rob had his eyes squeezed shut, leaning against the wall next to the door. When Lachlan opened the door, they all looked at him, hoping to see Vikk as well. Instead they saw the Australian almost in tears. Rob wrapped his arms around the blond and he began sobbing. Preston laid down face first on the end of the bed, right where he was, and listened to the pair. He felt so useless and helpless, just listening to someone sobbing (welcome to Vikk's pain the last ending dude). Mitch leaned against the point of the wall opposite to them and leaned his forehead against it. He placed his fist next to his head and Jerome wrapped his hand around it. He pecked Mitch's cheek and whispered sweet nothings into his ear. They all stayed like this until Lachlan calmed down enough he could request to cuddle. They all agreed, each one needing it.

"What happened Lachy?" Rob asked a little while into the cuddle sessions. Rob and Jerome were attacking his neck as Mitch was rubbing his hands through his hair. Preston had himself on top of Lachlan, hands feeling his stomach and back. 

"Well. I tried to be funny and asked if he wanted to build a snowman. Then he said he relaxed too long and needed to work in this really monotonous voice. I told him to tell us next time 'cause we were worried and he yelled at me." Lachlan stopped for a moment to take a deep breath again. "Asked if he had to do everything. Then he told me to tell my 'fellow freaks' to leave him alone. Then I asked if he meant it and he said of course and that he also meant it when he says he's going back to the Sidemen house soon. He "can't stand it here" with us guys." Lachlan took another deep breath and Preston's hands rested on his chest. He sent him a smile before he rested his head on his stomach and closed his eyes. Preston was pretty good at calming him down. Lachlan's heart steadied out and his breathing was even again. Rob ruffled the brunette's hair, glad he was there. They'd all be missing now that Vikk was gone. 

*Vikk*

Within a month, Vikk had cut off all communication with the Pack. He blocked them on Twitter and Skype and everything else they had. His fans asked questions, and all he said was he got into an argument with the Pack that lead to him quitting and moving back in with the Sidemen. All the fangirls panicked that this would be the end of the Pack, but the remaining members ensured there would be no other arguments for a while. Vikk didn't want to do any of this, it was all the voices in his head. He had meant to tell Josh, who seemed to be the legal guardian of the Sidemen, about the voices, but the voices took away his voice. He couldn't speak for a week, and that made him realize how insane he'd sound. They'd just ship off kid Vikk and never have to deal with him again. He wanted to be back in the Pack house, Mitch's hands on his chest, Jerome's hands on his thigh, Lachlan's mouth kissing his stomach as Preston's mouth attacked his neck. He later found out he had a slight hickey forming from Preston's loving. It made his stomach do back flips and his head scream in disgust. He missed the idiots. He was constantly watching their videos, or at least as much as his mind would allow. Vikk wanted to take back what he'd said to Lachlan. He felt terrible for hurting the Australian. But I guess it was just how Vikk learned that too much good will make a man go insane.

Whoo! You guys love me! This was long! Holy f***! If only my essays were this long. Speaking of which, I still have one I need to finish tonight. Wish me luck. And once again, I CHALLENGE EVERYONE WHO READS THIS TO WRITE A PACK ONE SHOT WHERE THEY ARE ALL TOGETHER. IF YOU DO link it in the comments or tag me in it! I truly believe we could make this a thing! If you like this idea (the ship only) steal it and use it in your own one shot book if you'd like. Hope you enjoyed!

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