F*ck money we want love (Kellic)

1. Please wont you push me for the last time

A/n
Hey guys x) so this is my new fanfic and yes it is a gay fanfic. This is my first time writing a gay fanfic on any website so bear with me. I'm not gonna lie I do feel uncomfortable writing this, not because it's gay because tbh I couldnt care less, but because I feel like I'm invading two of my idols privacy, so if I get awkward in my writing please ignore it. This wont be very long but i hope you like it and continue reading
Xoxo

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I lay down on the cool fresh water, letting the warm sun tan my way too pale skin. It must have been about 100 degrees out so this was exactly what I needed.

"Mr. Quinn you need to get out of the pool," one of our workers says firmly.

"I don't need to do anything. But if you keep snapping at me you'll need to find a new job," I said rudely. Did I care? Not one bit. He worked for me and my family, why the hell should I take orders from him. I get enough orders from my parents.

"If you don't get out then we can't tile the pool and your parents will be very upset with you." He says, trying to be somewhat polite for the sake of his job.

"Actually they will be mad at you for failing to get me out of the pool." I laugh.

The man groans in frustration before walking off. I chuckle to myself before getting out of the pool. I was going to get out anyway, my skin was beginning to get all wrinkly, but I liked messing with my workers.

"Mr Quinn." My butler, nick , says as I dry my hair with a towel. He was wearing his usual black vest, white shirt, and black pants. He looked serious, then again he always did.

"What do you want nick?"

"Your parents would like to see you." He says. What the hell do they want? I already did all the things they've asked me to do this week. My next Chore isn't for another hour when I have to show our new employee around.

They couldn't possibly be mad at me for the stunt I just pulled, they wouldn't even think twice about that. I fling the towel around my shoulders and look over to Nick as he escorts me to the my parents office on the third floor. I don't get why I need an escort. My parents act as if someone might kill us or something. Yes, we are filthy rich but that doesn't mean someone is going to jump me on my way to their office.

"Would you like to change before you see them?" Nick asks looking at me with nothing more than trunks on.
"Nope. Now stop getting into butler mode, just chill," I say and continue walking. My parents would surely think that what I was wearing was "inappropriate " but I didn't care, it's not like anyone was home. I swear sometimes they have their heads too far up their ass to see that not everyone cares about how we live, how their company is doing, or what we wear.

"Ok sir," Nick says and opens the door for me before walking out.

"Whatever nick." I said rudely as he left. Honestly nick was like family to me but like I said I love to mess with staff.

I walk into my parents office to see my mother and father on a brown couch at the side of the huge room. My mother, was sitting with her legs crossed with a long fitted white gown that reached her ankles. My father had a button up and black slacks. Most people dressed like this would be on their way to some event, but this is how my parents dressed daily.

"Why did you call me over?" I ask taking a seat on our recliner and getting myself comfortable. I didn't mind that my wet hair was probably ruining the leather, but I knew for a fact they did.

"Son, we've brought you here to discuss a very important business matter." He says seriously, when have they ever needed me for anything else?
"As you know our competitor companies, smith co. recently stole one of our biggest clients," he says and I nod even though I really didn't. "As you also know we have been competing for over twenty years." He says getting up from his seat. "Well their daughter, Catherine, has somewhat of an interest in you and the smiths and I have made a deal."