#platonic vikklan

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Oh yeah, I forgot that I drew this after I figured out how to draw Lachlan’s hair more properly

Just look at these sleepy little dorks *-*

I can’t begin to describe how much I love this or the idea behind it

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Now I finally got to the proper fanart to post so you can be happy c:

My sister’s interpretation was that Vik jumped on Lachlan’s back because he was scared while I think he’s scared of Lachlan dropping him...xD

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25, platonic!Vikklan (good luck) -Anita

Ooooh I’ve written this sooooo long ago, sorry for only posting it now ><

You thought you’ve given me a hard one, eh? ;) Well, truth be told, I adore writing platonic Vikklan and I just happened to have an idea for this one ^^

25. Why the hell are you wearing a dress?

Vik groaned as he rolled onto his side sleepily, blindly reaching to pick up his phone from his bedside table and check the time, hoping he hadn’t slept in too late. His eyes widened when he finally managed to read the numbers appearing on the screen.“What the-…!”, he exclaimed, dropping his phone back down because the time was apparently already 11:17. He buried his face back into his pillow, his groaning muffled.His reason to be upset was that despite trying really hard to fix his sleeping schedule, it turned out he failed. His only cause to make such, more or less hopeless attempts was his friend from Australia spending a week at the Sidemen house and Vik by no means wanted to be asleep in the day and thus not spend time with the lively blond.He was snapped back into reality by loud noises coming from somewhere in the house, which in itself wasn’t rare at all. However this time one of the voices was noticably differently accented than the usual shouting, letting the sleepy Indian boy know that Lachlan was in the midst of the events too. By the time he got himself out of bed the yelling quieted but he still decided to go and investigate, making his way to the room assigned as residence for his foreigner friend.Pushing the ajar door wide open, the sight revealed to him was rather unusual and unexpected. He did his best to silence his fits of laughter about to erupt and asked the only thing that was relevant at that moment.“Wh-why the hell are you-…you wearing a dress?!”,as soon as the last syllable rolled from his lips, he got caught up in hysterical fits of giggles, trying to quiet himself by covering his mouth but to no avail.“Yeah thanks, who called you here to add to my humiliation?!”, the blond grumbled who was yes indeed wearing a light pink dress.“B-but…WHAT?”, his laughter not ceasing the shorter forced out his words.“I lost a freaking bet against Simon, that’s what.”, the displeased growl did nothing to cover his regret and shame.Vik’s giggles just got louder as he held his now hurting stomach and slid down to the floor with his side against the doorframe. Needless to say he was really enjoying himself.A sarcastic groan came from high above him, doing nothing in making him change his mind about the hilarious situation and stop having so much fun.“Thanks mate, you’re a great friend.”