A Match Into Water (Kellic)

Kick Me

Hey guys. I was inspired by Lifescaresme and their Kellic fanfics to write my own. I was reading their Kellic Smut story, while listening to A Match Into Water, and I just got this huge inspiration to write my own Kellic fanfic. So I hope you guys enjoy this!!

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-Kellin's POV-

As Vic and I sat in my bedroom listening to the Future Hearts album by All Time Low, we talked about random things, just enjoying each others company.

"What should I draw, Vic?" I asked my best friend, who was sitting on my bed, scrolling through what I assumed was Twitter. "I wanna draw, but I need inspiration."

"How about some of my song lyrics? Don't they always inspire you?" He asked, looking up at me. He doesn't show anyone his lyrics. Except for me. The lyrics he comes up with are always so inspirational and full of meaning. I love them.

"Yes, please!" I said, sounding like a child.

He let out a little chuckle. "Okay. Hold on a sec." He said as he walked over to his backpack and grabbed his notebook. He flipped through a couple pages, eventually coming to a stop. "My love for you was bulletproof, but you're the one who shot me." He closed his notebook, and looked up at me. "That good?" He asked.

By now, I was already drawing. "Yeah..." I said, trailing off, becoming absorbed in my artwork.

"Okay." He said, going back to scrolling through Twitter.

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After I was finished with my drawing, I turned around to face Vic. "Wanna see it?" I asked him.

He immediately put down his phone, giving me his full attention. He's always liked my drawings. Ever since I started drawing in 6th grade, Vic has always demanded I show him every drawing I make. I guess another reason he wants to see them is because when I can't think of what to draw, I ask him for inspiration, and he tells me some of the lyrics from songs he writes. So, I guess he wants to see what kind of inspiration I get from his music. His songs always inspire me. They're so deep and...I don't know, emotional, I guess. I write songs of my own, but they don't really inspire me as much as Vic's do. "Yeah. Show me." He said, sounding eager.

I picked up my sketch pad, turning it around to reveal what I had drawn. As Vic looked at what I had drawn, his eyes got wider, and wider. "Does it look okay?" I asked, feeling a little insecure about my work. "Did I do a good job?"

"You...Wow. It's amazing, Kells." He said, taking my sketch pad from me to get a closer look. He traced his fingers over the pencil markings, thoughtfully. "I don't understand why you're so insecure about your drawings. They're always phenomenal. I....I just....This is amazing." He said, finally handing me back my sketch book.

"Thanks, Vic." I said, smiling a little. I took another look at my finished drawing, studying it. In the center, there was a heart. Off to the right, there was a gun that goes off of the page. The gun had shot a bullet at the heart. The impact of the bullet is shown in the drawing. In the drawing, it looks as if the bullet is slowly tearing apart the heart. Like something getting shot, except in slow motion. There were pieces of the different layers of the heart, breaking off, and floating around on the page. I'll admit, it did look pretty good. I was kinda proud of this one. I think it's up with my top five best drawings. Maybe at number 3.