Just A Painter | Kellic

11.

"Vic! I'm almost ready! You better fucking wait!" He yells, and I laugh, waiting for Kellin to emerge from the bathroom. We were both supposed to be dressed in formal clothes, which means I was wearing this annoying jacket and a button-up shirt, but Kellin was taking especially long with what he was wearing.

"I'm sure you look beautiful- Holy fuck." I say as Kellin emerges from the bathroom, in a pink dress and black flats. His eyelashes were curled, his hair was wavy and had a small bow in it, and to say he looked amazing was an understatement. I watch him and I cover my mouth, speechless.

Holy fuck, he looked stunning.

"Viccy, you're scaring me. How do I look?" He asks, twirling around in the dress, and I cover my face, grinning from ear to ear.

Yeah, I really am falling hard for Kellin.

"You look... Fuck. You look, wow." I start, not knowing what to say, and he blushes deeply, running up to me and hiding his face in my shoulder.

"You look amazing, a lot more than amazing." I say, hugging him tightly and gripping at his perfect ass through the dress, and he squeals, resting his hands on my chest.

"Thank you so much, Vic. You're the only one that's seen me in a dress before and I actually own a bunch and I always try them on at home, and I can never really wear them, but thank you." He giggles, and I smile brightly, kissing his forehead gently and making him blush.

"Of course, Kells. Now, I think we should get going." I say, and he nods, smiling and prancing in front of me. I stare at him in his dress, his perfect legs and his perfect ass, and, well, his perfect everything, and he glances back at me, blushing.

"Vic!" He hisses, and I laugh, following him downstairs, out the hotel, and into my truck. He sits down in the seat, and I sit next to him, placing my hand on his knee.

"Will your parents like me?" He asks, and I lean back in my seat, nodding and smiling.

"They'll love you, Kellin, I promise." I say, and he smiles softly before I start the car.

"Are you sure?" He whispers, and I glance at him, smiling and nodding.

"Yes, baby boy, i'm sure." I say reassuringly, and he blushes at the pet name. I drive down the street quickly, and Kellin takes out his phone, taking my hand and taking a picture of us holding hands. He starts to take pictures of me, and I glance at him again with an amused look on my face.

"Are you having fun?" I ask, and he nods, smiling. I notice that he was on Snapchat, taking videos of me, and he smiles and nods.

"Lots." He says, and I turn on the radio, My Chemical Romance immediately starting to play through the speakers.

"A world that sends you reeling from, decimated dreams. Your misery and hate will kill us all. So paint it black and take it back, let's shout it loud and clear! Defiant to the end we hear the call!" He sings loudly, and I laugh, smiling at him.

"To carry on! We'll carry on! And though you're dead and gone believe me, you memory will carry on! We'll carry on!
And though you're broken and defeated,
your weary widow marches!" He sings even louder, and I laugh even harder, watching as he laughs back and records it on snapchat.

"You're the best, Kells, I swear." I chuckle, pulling up to my mother's very large mansion, and he looks at me in awe.

"No, that's you." He giggles, and I park my truck, giving him a sweet smile and opening the door for him, making him blush deeply as I take his hand.

"That's you." I say, lifting him up bridal style, and he squeals, clinging onto me tightly as I dig my key from out of my pocket and I open the door to my parent's mansion. A few people were already here, but everyone's eyes were on Kellin, which made me smile.

But as long as no one is looking at his ass.

"Vic!" My mom cries, running up to me and hugging me tightly, and I groan, patting her back slowly.

"Hi, mom." I say simply, and her eyes land on Kellin, making him squeeze my hand.

"Is this her?" She asks, and I squeeze his hand back. She better not start with this bullshit.

"Him. He is a him." I say, and she crosses her arms.

"I told you to bring your boyfriend." She says, and I nod slowly, looking at Kellin.

"Kellin is indeed my boyfriend." I say, and Kellin hugs my arm, tightly and nervously. I place a gentle kiss to his head, and my brother Mike comes running up to us.

"Damn, Vic, he's really cute, and hey, big bro." He says, and I smile and give him a hug. I've always been close with him, he's the most wonderful little brother in the world and I don't know what i'd do without him.

"What's his name?" He says, eyeing Kellin, and he blushes deeply, going back to clinging onto my arm.

"Kellin, his name is Kellin." I say, and he nods slowly, smiling softly at Mike. He gives me a wink and smirk before walking away, and I sigh loudly, shaking my head.

"I hate and love him sometimes." I chuckle, and Kellin stands on his toes to place a soft kiss to my neck.

"He seems cool, and cute." He says teasingly, and I stare down at him, narrowing my eyes to see if he was joking or not. He smiles and unknowingly places a soft kiss to my lips, making us both widen our eyes.

"Mom, uh, we're going to go get something to drink." I say, and she nods curiously before leaving me to drag Kellin away. I quickly grab a beer and a Red Bull before dragging him upstairs, all the way to my old childhood room. I shut the door behind me and he looks at me with tears in his eyes.

"Vic, i-i'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-" He starts, but I shut him up my pressing my lips to his again, harder. He gasps into the kiss, and I lift him up, throwing him on my bed and holding his waist tightly. This is what I wanted, I wanted Kellin, and I wanted him forever.

He kisses me harder, clinging onto me tightly and wrapping his legs around my waist, and I take his hands tightly, pinning them to the sides of his head and savoring the kiss. I never wanted this to end.

When we do pull away, he strokes my cheek gently, making me smile and blush softly.

"That was nice." I chuckle, standing up and holding him on top of me as he clings onto me, and he nods, kissing me again, briefly.

"It really was. Can we really get something to drink?" He asks, and I sigh softly, moving a strand of hair from his face gently.

"Kells, you're too young, you know how I am when it comes to you drinking." I say, and he whines a little.

"Please, just one." He whispers, and I sigh. I guess one wouldn't hurt.

"Okay, fine."

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*evil laughing* it's coming into place and i'm so pleased. 😈😈😈