"Ew! Ew, ew, ew! Kellin, oh my fucking god, Kellin! Is that a used condom?!" Were the exact words that came out of Matty Mullins' mouth.
He was standing on Kellin's bed, pointing and shrieking at the condom that was on the floor.
"Um, I dunno. Lemme check." Kellin said and walked over, then crouched to look at what he already knew was the used condom.
"Uh, yep. That's a used condom." Kellin confirmed it.
"Ew! Get it the fuck out and into the trash!" Matty yelled towards Kellin, still very traumatized with what he found on his little expedition to 'borrow' another pair of sweatpants from Kellin's room.
"Matty, chill, it's not like we fucked on the floor." And Matty visibly relaxed.
"We fucked on the bed, right where you are." Kellin said so fucking smug which only terrified Matty further, causing him to jump off the bed and run into the hallway, grab Lynn, and lock the two of them in his room.
"Dude, Matty, what the fuck, you almost made me drop my chips on the floor." Kellin stood outside the door, listening in on their conversation.
"Let Kellin in he-"
"No, no, no. Kellin is filthy! There was a dirty condom on his floor!" Matty still shrieked, promising himself to never enter Kellin's room unless it was clean of, well, dirty things.
Really, that was never going to happen.
"Come on, Matty. I know you wanna let me in. Just open the door, make things less hard on yourself. Just, ya know, open it." And slowly you could hear the lock click out of place.
Kellin entered of course, and shut the door behind him. Matty was crouched behind Lynn who was eating her chips and watching the entire scenario like it was an episode straight out of Orange Is The New Black.
"I've come to apologize for my disgustingness." Kellin murmured. Lynn chose to stand up and leave Matty unguarded, she opted for standing in a different corner of the tiny room.
"Ok. . ." Matty said cautiously.
Without any warning Kellin threw the tied condom onto Matty's bed who screamed. Lynn did end up dropping her chips on the floor and herself because she was just laughing so damn hard.
"Kellin, get that shit the fuck out of here!" Matty screamed again shoving past Kellin and running downstairs towards the kitchen.
"I won't go back up until you get your shit in check!" Matty yelled out.
"You're so fucked up for that." Lynn said as she finally picked herself up off the floor, wiping her cheesy hands on Kellin's sweatpants that she had on.
"Yeah, I know, but it was so worth it." They laughed about it as Kellin threw the condom away for real that time and went to the kitchen.
"Matty, put the fucking spatula down." Matty was on guard, using his defense weapon, the spatula, to make sure Kellin didn't try any other funny business.
"Why did you choose to grab a spatula instead of a knife?" Kellin asked. Matty thought about it before shrugging his shoulders.
"Wasn't really thinking, you know, with the whole idea of you flinging that thing around on my mind and whatnot."
"Don't worry, I've disposed of it thoroughly so you can calm yourself down now." Matty hesitantly put down the spatula. But kept his hand near it.
The whole situation was actually ridiculous but I guess we could say that this wasn't the first time something like this had happened.
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Stalker (Kellic) (boyxboy)
Fanfiction(Kellic) Single, living alone, well, not so much since Lynn and Matty practically live there with him, and starting a new job. That's Kellin Quinn. He has the looks, he has the personality. He just can't find the one. Until he meets his boss, that i...
