Kellin Quinn Imagines

Drunk You

"Hey, Y/N, where have you been?"

"YOUR MOM! HAHAHAHA!"

"Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N! DO NOT SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT!"

"...sorry."

"Its okay, let's just get you cleaned off."

"Whyyyy?"

"Because you smell like alcohol."

"Oh well."

You have the best best friend. He's so sweet.
He walks you to the bathroom, stripping you of your pants.

"WAIT! YOU CAN'T SEE ME! YOU'LL SEE MY BOOBIES! THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN SEE MY BOOBIES IS MY BOI!"

"And who is that?"

"Kellin Quinn."

"What's he like?"

"He's sweet, he haaaaas a niiice faceee, and some reaaaaallly coooooll haiiir!"

"Y/N, I'm Kellin."

"Shit."

"Thank you for the compliments!"

"Whatevs."

And that night, you two had sex. You were still drunk, and you made random stupid comments. You two were finally in a relationship.