The Mute Boy And The New Kid {Kellic}

Really Mike?

I've decided to make it in Vic's POV, unless stated otherwise :) <3

"Vic!" Mike said and pushed the door wide open, knocking Kellin off the door  and right on top of me as we tumbled towards the ground. I heard him gasp, then laugh softly. "Oh shit! Sorry dudes!" He laughed out and covered his mouth with a hand in an attempt to stifle it.

"Really Mike?" I chuckled as Kellin awkwardly and nervously scrambled off of me. I grumbled playfully at my little brother as I got up and shot him a teasing glair.

"I hate you." I laughed as a smile tugged on my lips.

"Hate you too bro!" He shot his fist up into the air in a superman-like pose. "Anyways, mom wanted you to introduce yourself to Kellin, but I believe that may have happened-in an awkward way." He shrugged and I stuck my tongue out at him, placing my hands on my hips and leaning forwards in a child-like manner. "Oh and dinners ready too, so come down or I'll eat your food!" He laughed and bolted out of the door, down to the kitchen.

I turned towards Kellin, who was standing in the furthest corner of the room in nervousness. "Are you hungry?" I asked with a sweet tone, he shook his head and shrugged. As I walked up closer to him he tried moving back, I wonder why his always so terrified of everyone...

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Kellin and I decided to just hang out in my room and chill. Since I hated people and he wasn't hungry.

"So, do you like music?" I asked as I popped a Cheeto in my mouth. Kellin's face lit up like a Christmas tree and he nodded excitedly with a large, cute grin plastered on his pale complexion. The actions were really adorable...for a guy that is, I'm not gay or anything. I just think for a guy his like kinda cute, that's not gay, right?

"What music do you listen to?" I raised my eyebrow.

'Mayday Parade, Green Day, Guns n Roses, Nirvana, Misfits.' His smile grew wider and wider with each band he signed off. 'What about you?' He gave me a curious look, but it was surprisingly really fucking adorable.

"I like those bands too. But I really like Metallica, ACDC, Kiss, Arctic Monkeys, Iron Maiden and loads more!" I was practically fan-girling, and I think Kellin was too.

'I love those bands! They're all amazing.' He signed off with a smile and it turned into a toothy grin when I smiled back.

"You're pretty cool for a guy that wears fedoras." I smirk and cross my arms over my chest. Kellin looked at me and touched the brim of his hat with his bony finger tips, his lips slightly parted as he looked up at the hat with distraught. "I'm just kidding Kells, it looks nice on you." I reach my hand across the bed, on to his very, very emaciated knee. Which was quite shocking how thin he was. Quickly he pulled his legs up to his chest and looked at me skittishly. I gave him a reassuring smile and his body visually un-tensed a bit as he was getting more and more comfortable with me.

'So do you play guitar?' Kellin nodded towards the stringed instrument in the corner of the room. I shrugged.

"I do but, not as often as I used to." Kellin gave me a confused look.

'Why? If you don't mind me asking.'

I shrugged again, "I get really angry if it doesn't sound perfect or if I mess up, so I try to stay away from it." I look down into my lap. After a couple seconds of silence I felt him tap my shoulder.

'Can you play for me? Please.' Biting his lip, he looked hopeful. I smiled and scoffed.

"I seriously suck worse then a dying cow!" I joked, causing him to laugh softly. His laugh made no noise at first but then a slight noise popped out---a giggle if you must. But it was the most enchanting and captivating thing I had ever heard since I listened to Nirvana for the first time.

Once he realized he made that noise, his eyes grew wide with disbelief. His hand slowly rose from his lap and gently touched his lips. A slight smile creeped up on the border of his mouth and he bit his bottom lip.

"I really like your giggle." I flirt unintentionally and smirk at him. "You should do it more often." He blush a darkly and looked to the side.

'I'll try...if you play a song for me.' A sassy smirk appears on his luscious pink lips and he crosses his arms.

"Are you serious? Fine..." I shuffle off the bed and pick my guitar up for the second time today. I sit back down on the edge of the bed and place it in my arms. Taking in a deep breath I started playing one of my oldest songs: Chemical Kids and Mechanical Brides.

Like a rush, shot through you...
Everyone, is watching you...
I told you why I see no need for the sun.
A love you light is a love soon gone.
Don't bother 'cause this love is a lie...
I'm a chemical kid your a mechanical bride...
When every vain is red out of the blue, I held a diamond to the sun.
To count the moments on account of the way that you smile, smile.
Oh, we're in slow motion when you smile, smile.
But oh my god I've been looking.
But I still hold your breath so you won't leave.
Pastel red and pornstar white,
Ghosts on the alter we breath, don't leave.
Say that the night sings alone, if there is a god then I'm letting him go.
All for you, you alone
Raise my hands.
At the thought of you leaving me alone.
Don't torture me or beg me.
Can you make me believe in tiring,
As you fall fast asleep it reminds me,
Of a slow symphony behind me.
All the nightmares you'll see tomorrow, all the stars on your ceiling, they glow.
But not for you.
Through the trees I'll blow...

Once I finally finished I put my guitar behind me and looked at Kellin. He was wide-eyed and his lips slightly agape. "That bad huh?" I chuckle.

'It was so beautiful Vic. I loved it.' I smiled as I read his hand movements. He placed his hand on my cheek and smiled sweetly.

"Vic! Kellin's parents were wondering if he wanted to stay the night?" My mom said as she barged through the door, making Kellin jump slightly. "And I heard you playing Vic, been a while hasn't it?" She put her hands on her hips and smiled.

"I played a bit earlier..." I shrug and look at Kellin to see him playing with the hem of his shirt.

"Well that's good, your voice is so lovely Victor." That comment made me blush.

"Mama!" I whined and facepalmed.

"Victor!" She mocked playfully, "So Kellin so you want to stay over? Your parents said something about going away for the weekend." I looked at Kellin and he blushed.

"That's a yes in the Kell-ish language." I teased and my mom laughed softly.

"Alright, you boys tell me if you need something, okay?" I nodded and turned to Kellin...this will be fun.