not today ♡ kellic [indefinite hiatus]

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Kellin really should have thought about the pros and cons of this concert beforehand.

He stood in the middle of the crowd of sweaty people, Vic by his side. Everyone was jumping and singing along to the music, having the time of their life.

Kelln thought he was going to puke.

It was so loud, everything was so goddamn loud. People were touching him, and he didn't know if it was intentional or accidental. Either way, he didn't like it. He couldn't breathe right, and it smelled like sweat mixed with too much cologne and perfume.

But he didn't want to ruin this for Vic, so he put on a happy face. But Kellin didn't think he'd ever had this much anxiety.

Don't think that he didn't love the fact that he was there. No, he's more than glad to be there. Who wouldn't want to see their favorite band play their favorite music live?

He just didn't like how many people there were, he didn't like how loud it was, and he certainly did not like that hand most definitely just squeezed his ass.

Kellin spun around to see a guy with short, curly brown hair smirk at him. He clenched his jaw, giving the man the evil eye.

"Do not touch me," Kellin snapped over the music and yelling around them. Without letting the other say anything, he spun back around and gripped onto Vic's arm.

"You alright?" Vic said in Kellin's ear, loud enough for him to hear. Kellin did nothing but nod.

"I don't care where you are, if you're in this room, or sitting behind a screen, I want you to jump to this beat. One, two, three, let's jump!" Tyler shouted into his microphone before he started jumping on stage, as did the rest of the crowd.

Except Kellin. He let go of Vic's arm so Vic could enjoy it; which, he was. His grin could cure cancer, it was so happy. Kellin was not going to ruin this for Vic.

He did have an okay time. The music was wonderful, Tyler and Josh looked like they were having the time of their lives. And it was extra okay when Vic held Kellin's hand during Tear In My Heart and had him dance with him. It made Kellin ignore all the commotion and just focus on Vic.

That was the last song Twenty One Pilots performed that night.

"I want to thank all of you for coming out tonight. Your band wouldn't be anywhere without all this support. Remember, my friends; Stay alive." Tyler held his fist in the air, as did the whole crowd - Kellin too, this time. Stay alive.

The band left the stage, and the crowd started to disperse; everyone was buzzing from the adrenaline. Vic especially. His hand gripped Kellin's tightly, probably because he couldn't control his muscles. His hands were even shaking.

"God that was so amazing!" Vic exclaimed when they were outside the venue. "They did so good! Oh my god, it was so fucking great, wasn't it?!"

"Yeah, it was," Kellin said half-heartedly, but when Vic looked at him, he threw on a full smile. "They sounded wonderful. I'm gonna text Gabe."

"Okay. Stay here, I'm gonna find a potty." Vic left Kellin standing by the door, scurrying back inside for a bathroom. People streamed past Kellin, sometimes glancing at him, and Kellin swore he felt like, three hands touch him.

With slightly shaking hands, Kellin reached into the pocket of the dress he was wearing (yeah, it had pockets. That's a thing.) and pulled out his phone, dialling Gabe's number.

"Hello, you ho-ho-homosexual. Ready to come home?" Gabe said as he answered.

"Please, please hurry," Kellin practically whimpered into the phone.