Honestly I find this ship really cute, since Panda doesnât get a lot of love :(
âErrrr!â Brock yelled out, struggling to get his golf ball into the hole. His friends laughed, talking about how he had sounded like a revved up car. He had missed the hole for what seemed like the seventh time, glaring at his friends as they laughed at his suffering.
Vanoss stood by Jiggly, who had a small smile on his face while he looked on at his amused friends. He guessed it was bad that they had decided to play Golf with Brian and Brock in the same game since the Irishman was still teasing the other. He looked and saw Jiggly suddenly when he saw the other was shaking, holding his mouth shut as his face got visibly red.
He almost touched Pandaâs shoulder-to ask him if he was perhaps choking-when the man opened his mouth and let out a huge burst of laughter that turned into a wheeze immediately. It stopped all of their friends from laughing when they heard the airy sound, turning around to spot the culprit. Vanoss being the most shocked since he was right beside him.
âHhhHHhh!â Anthony coughed as he leaned over, grasping his chest while still trying to breath. âHoly shit, Brock!â He muttered, eyes sparkling with tears pricking out of the corner of his eyes when he had looked over at the angry man who had given up and instead decided to lay down on the grass, putter thrown across the area.
Evan stared at him with a small chuckle beginning to rise out of his chest, his heart fluttering in his ribcage. Anthony looked so...beautiful. Happily staring at his friends with the red still marking his face. His hair was all over the place when he finally regained a normal pace of breath.
Oh shit, Evan thought, bringing his hands up to wrap around the back of his increasingly warm neck. He guessed immediately that he had a crush, though this was not who he expected his crush would be.
Sorry itâs a bit short, been swamped with schoolwork >-<
Christmas is nearing!!! Iâm super hyped!!! And to give yâall a taste of some cute shit, take this VanPanda fic with a lowkey gang au!! Itâs also,, a gift to my cousin cause I know she has a weak spot for them @readlaughwriteÂ
Ship: Vanoss/Big Jiggly Panda
Warnings: Some swearing, it gets... a lil spicy? not really, its just kissing. Itâs lots of fluff!
Word Count: 1350
Youâd expect it to be Evan to be the one to break into a house with the stupid idea of âItâs a Christmas-y way to give someone their present!â Youâd expect it to be him to travel o a different country with a Santa getup and not even alert anyone, just break in and give them their present like it was no big deal.
Well, youâd think that. But, standing before Evan in his house, shivering from he Canadian winter, was his boyfriend- or, maybe? Evan didnât want to think about it. It was Anthony either way. He was decked out in a fake beard and all, a sheepish grin on his face and a small bag of presents.Â
âMerry Christmas?â Anthony forced out, chuckling awkwardly as he shuffled a little. âSorry for the window,â he added.Â
Right, the window. Thatâs why Evan was up- he heard something shatter and he figured it was just the everyday ghost passing through and fucking with him, well, he was too sleepy to think it was anything else, but he dragged himself out of bed regardless.Â
He shrugged it off without a second thought. âIt happens,â he smiled, a sign of forgiveness and the Santa impersonator smiled. âI just thought Santa came down the chimney, not through my window,â he snickered before moving forward and giving Anthony a little hug, resting his face against his neck with a sigh. He was happy to see him, though the whole event hasnât fully processed. If it had, he was sure heâd be a little more energetic than he was. âYou think Iâm going through a chimney? Thatâs putting on unrealistic Santa standards,â Anthony joked. âEverything about Santa is an unrealistic standard,â he fired back.
They moved to the kitchen after than, upon Evanâs offer because it was getting cold in his living room. After a cup of coffee, things became a little more energetic and Evan was actually becoming a little skeptical. âSo what brought you to my house, in Canada, at...â he glanced to his clock before back at Anthony, â2:43 in the morning on Christmas?âÂ
âTo be fair, I thought youâd be up,â Anthony stated, shrugging, âI just... wanted to surprise you.â That was a surprise to hear. âSurprise me?â he asked, and it gained a nod. âYeah, I just thought itâd be nice- I mean, most of us stay in America for the holidays and visit but you always come back up here alone for family ân stuff. I figured itâd just be nice to, you know, see a... friend, or, hm, yeah,â he explained, using some hand gestures but it was mostly due to a sudden flustering feeling finding its way to him.Â
Evan sat silently for a minute, sipping off his coffee as his lips curled into a smile. He put the cup down and leaned back a little. âThanks man,â he stated, chuckling, âYou have no clue how much this means to me.â Though his tone was calm, it held genuine and true to the words. âBut... hey, you brought me stuff right?â he frowned and Anthony slowly nodded due to it. âFuck,â he mumbled, âI sent all this I got for you to you already.â He rubbed his face and glanced around before an idea popped into his head- Evan before Anthony could state it was fine. âIâll treat you to dinner!â he decided, with the energy of a child. Anthony snorted before nodding as well. âSounds great, but I hope you mean not now tonight, like, pm tonight, not am. ,â he stated. âOf course! Though... it is Christmas, some stuff might not be open...â
Yet, neither took back the idea. They both stood up and stretched before Evan gestured. âGo get out of that getup so you can get some sleep. Normally Iâd, yâknow, take the couch but,â he trailed off, already shivering at the thought. âSo... weâll both just sleep in my room.â A smile crossed over his face, maybe a bit too hopeful but Anthony accepted without a second thought. âFine, but stealing any body heat is illegal. It belongs to me,â he threatened but their was a hope in his voice too.Â
Anthony got changed, though he did have to leave the house to grab a suitcase he stupidly left outside. Now, they laid in bed, flat on their back, not saying a word or talking, yet it felt like bliss just to be close. To have the other their by them, they didnât need the extra stuff like holding each other, just so long as they knew they were there. But... that didnât mean they didnât want it, crave it.Â
Evan made the first move, curling onto his side and wrapping an arm around Anthony. âYouâre warm,â Evan mumbled in excuse. Anthony pouted some but he adjusted so he could pull Evan closer. âI told you stealing is illegal,â he grumbled, but not in a threatening way. âMhm, whatâre you gonna do about it? You think you can get me if the police canât?â he met his eyes and a shock went off between them. There was a small pause before their lips connected.Â
It wasnât the first time they kissed but it felt like it. It was a little tense, full of a tired appeal yet something daring both wanted to test, and test they did. Evan was always a tease, it was one of his many lovable traits. But with Anthony, it was something passion despised. The way he left lingering touches, how he would trail a finger against his jaw or under his shirt, Evan in general drove him a little crazy, but the teasing could render him insane.Â
Anthony smiled, a sign for Evan that something was bound to happen, but heâd never think something as bold as Anthony moving them so he was on top was going to. With the surprise taking him, Anthony used his time to get into Evanâs mouth- another bold mood that left Evan moving on experience more than anything. Anthony used a hand that was by Evanâs hair to gently play with it as they continued their little session.Â
Breaking apart with shared gasps and equally as flushed faces, Anthony dipped down and left a few kisses along Evanâs neck, but nothing that pushed any boundaries. That mostly due to the uncertainty in the air he felt with Evan. And, that feeling was proven true as he felt Evan tap him gently. He stopped, and pulled up, meeting unsure eyes that held a question, and before he could ask, Evan was speaking in a rushed breath for air; âWhat are we Anthony?âÂ
That was a question Anthony was hoping heâd get answered himself. He paused, and then tilted his head as he rolled off of Evan, back onto his side. âWhat do you mean?â Evan shuffled so he could turn and face him, his face still red, but Anthony was sure it was from a sudden embarrassment, much like himself.
âI mean... are we, like... I donât know, are we dating?â he asked, nibbling his lip before adding, âI mean- weâve kissed, weâve gone out alone together but... It never feels like... we know. At least, I never feel like I know.â Evan frowned at the laugh he got. âSorry, sorry,â Anthony snorted as he shook his head, trying to calm himself, âJust, Iâve been wondering that too! I mean, I thought you were unsure, but, I guess we both are. I know I wouldnât mind dating,â he answered, a smile crossing his face. âOh- oh! I wouldnât mind either!â Evan followed.Â
And then a silence.
And then a fit of laughter as they kissed again. âFuck, it feels good to have that out in the open,â Anthony breathed as he peppered Evan with kisses wherever he could. âAre we official then?â Evan asked with giggles falling from his lips. âFuck yeah we are!â Anthony beamed and he pressed a final kiss to Evanâs lips.Â
That was the best sleep Evanâs ever had, with his own personal teddy bear of a boyfriend.
vanoss: Look. I may not be a saint, but it's not like Iâve killed anybody. Iâm not an arsonist. Iâve never found a wallet outside of an IHOP and thought about returning it but saw the owner lived out of state so just took the cash and dropped the wallet back on the ground.
panda: Okay, that's really specific, and that makes me think that you definitely did do that.
