Stalker (Kellic) (boyxboy)

Chapter 9

Kellin stumbled into Vic's office with the coffee in hand and trying very hard not to spill it and burn himself while doing so.

"H-here's your coffee." Kellin stuttered.

It was amazing how just a few hours earlier, Kellin was in here on his knees sucking Vic off, and now, he was stood there, nervous as hell.

Vic held his hand out for the cup and Kellin walked over slowly and passed him the cup. Their fingers brushed against each others faintly and Kellin shivered.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Vic took a sip of the bitter coffee and basked in it heat.

"Is everything okay?" Kellin asked him. He could hear when head security and Vic were shouting, he was just worried for Vic.

"Yeah. Everything's just. . . Everything's just fine." Vic took another sip of the coffee.

As Kellin was going to make his way out of Vic's office, he stopped him.

"Oh, wait, Kellin." He stopped and turned to Vic.

"I need you to come to a thing I have this week. It's approaching soon, but you don't have to come if you don't want to. I'll pay you to come." Vic said, closing his eyes and drinking the coffee.

Kellin thought about it for a moment.

He'll pay me for it?

"Um, sure. What is it?" The small talk between the two was rather awkward and annoying but Kellin felt so flustered around Vic and Vic was too preoccupied with Jaime to actually notice and give a damn.

"It's a Galla my mom is having, she told me bring someone. You were actually, uh, in here when I was told." Vic blushed. His mind flickered to when Kellin was sucking him off and Kellin blushed furiously, shrinking into himself and taking more steps back.

Why the fuck am I acting so shy in front if him? The fuck?

"Oh, that's right. When I gave you a blow job." He said confidently. Kellin realized he had no reason to be so fucking shy in front of Vic and had to remind himself of that.

Vic raised an eyebrow at Kellin, almost questioning his newfound confidence, and smirked.

"So, what did Matty want?" The two realized it wasn't normal for them to be having regular talk like this.

Hell, Vic never even spoke to Scarlet. They fucked one time and let's just say Vic wasn't pleased. They knew it was unordinary to be communicating like two people but they didn't care.

"Shit," Kellin mumbled as he recalled why Matty had even come in the first.

"What was that, Kellin?" His smirk widened.

"Well, he had to come up here since I don't have a phone," he looked pointedly at Vic, "and he told me that the fucking lights got cut off." Vic remembered the small house where Kellin lived and frowned, he now realized Kellin desperately needed the money but Kellin was in no rush to get it.

"Here's to hoping he doesn't burn my place down with candles." Kellin smiled sadly.

"Huh." Vic said to no one in particular.

"So, why're you taking me to this Galla thing?" Kellin asked him. Vic continuously watched Kellin stand there awkwardly, casually dragging his gaze up and down Kellin's figure.

"It was either you or someone my mom set me up with, which was an instant no." Vic said, eyeing Kellin's jeans.

"Oh. Okay then." He made his way out of the office as Vic stared at his ass.