Falling For Danger (BoyXBoy)

Chapter Four

Kellin's POV

Did he really just say that? Dear God, please tell me he just told me he is gay. Please let me have this one, much needed, ray of happiness, sunshine, and rainbows in my life.

I chuckle a little, and shake my head.

"I, uh, get it if you don't want to hang out anymore... Most people don't." No. That is the complete opposite of what I want. I want him to take me into his arms and kiss me. I want him to undress me and let me feel his lips and hands all over my body; I might just return the favor.

I guess I should tell him I'm gay too. Right as I open my mouth to do so, a better idea pops into my head. My smile, already threatening to split my face in two, gets wider. I reach over and gently grab his chin, forcing him to look at me. I lean in and place my lips very softly to his. He tastes sweet, and his lips are soft.

I pull away just enough to look at him, and he seems confused for a second. Then his face relaxes, and he tangles his fingers into my hair, pulling me into another kiss. His tongue slips into my mouth to play with my own, and I move my hand down to his chest. Vic, I find, is an amazing kisser. Picture the best kiss you have ever had; times it by infinity and three. You still haven't reached the level that Vic is on.

He tries to pull away, but I press my lips to his again; there is no way I'm letting him stop anytime soon. His touch is like a drug; I can't get enough. He laughs against my lips, and slides his mouth down to my neck, pecking me gently as he goes. My breathing becomes heavier as he slides his hand down my body, resting it on my thigh. He nibbles my ear a little, and I gasp.

"Vic," I whisper, pushing him away slightly. What am I doing? The last thing I want right now is for him to move away from me. As if my mouth is on autopilot, I say, "I... I don't want to go too far. I just, I have a lot going on at home and like... I don't know. I'm just... I don't want to drag you into the middle of things." He takes my hand and looks at me.

"That's the second time you've said something about home... What's going on?" he asks, concern flooding his eyes. Goddammit, Kellin. Pull your shit together, just this once. Could you not be a total fuckup for two seconds?

"I don't wanna talk about that yet... I'm definitely not saying I don't want to, like, be with you or whatever, I just want to take things slow I guess?"

He nods. "Just... I'm here if you need someone. I know this kind of all happened at once but... I don't know, I'm here if you need me," he says awkwardly. I just smile at him. He blushes, and looks away from me, so I lean over and plant my lips on his cheek. He turns towards me and kisses me softly, once more, on the lips.

For the remainder of our time together, we just sit cuddled together, my head on his shoulder, his arm around my waist, listening to music and talking.