A Way With Words ~A Kellic fanfic~ BoyXBoy Book 1

Chapter 3~

Vic stayed on stage for a few minutes and egged the Kellic shippers on, as Jaime, Tony, and Mike walked bakstage.

"You look a little red Kellin, anything wrong?" Mike said, winking at me.

"No," I protested, "m'fine."

Was I fine? Of course not, I was feeling odd over Vic. I just met him, but he was a glorious sight, honestly. I dated a guy back in highschool and it didn't work out, he found someone better, and that's fine. It wasn't meant to be, and now I have.

"Yes, you're fine. I'm fine. We're all fine boys, if you're fine can I get a fuck yeah!" Mike said.

"Fuck you." I said, although the "Fuck yeahs" drowned me out.

"Ask Vic," Tony smirked, "I'm sure he'll be glad." 

"Go to hell, yo." I pouted.

Can I do anything without them making jokes, holy shit. I just met Vic, and now we're destined to have hot and wild sex in the back out the tour bus. I watched as Vic slowly m his way backstage, with a little "I have no idea what anyone is talking about I did nothing wrong, I am the angel of all angels, praise the lawd" I'm watching you Fuentes. Whether I'm ogling you, or staring at you because your hair is beautiful and your skin is perfect, I'm watching you. 

"Why did you do that, Vic?" I questioned him.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," knew it, "I haven't done anything. You're on in 5, babe." Vic smirked.

Please don't smirk, oh god. It's really cute, and like 1 tooth is poking out, and it's going to be the death of me, please no. 

"4 minutes," I corrected him "you're not always right, babe." I poked him firmly in the chest.

As people pushed by, and shuffled along the floor, prepping our set, I really didn't care about going on in 4 minutes. It was nice to just have banter with Vic, I would like to get to know him, in a friend way, if not romantically, definitely not romantically. It's nice to just sit around and bullshit with people, and boy, was I in bliss now. I talked to him effortlessly, as he stood there, glistening with sweat, and looking pumped, being effortlessly beautiful.

What. No.

No.

He's a dude.

A dude.

He's not beautiful.

But no matter how hard I tried, a little voice in the back of my head kept calling him beautiful. 

And I knew it was true.

"Kellin? Yo, Kellin." Vic said, snapping his fingers in my face.

"Hm," I mummbled, "Oh, yes. Hi. Hello. Welcome." 

"That made no sense, but it was cute, I'm gonna have to interupt your little inner battle of thoughts while staring deep into my soul, so you can be welcomed on that stage. You've got T..minus..about 1 minute."

"What? It's only been a few seconds there's no way it's been 3 minutes.'

"Time flys when you're having fun, or you know, staring at me. Now, you've got 40 seconds, how about a kiss for good luck?" He smirked.

He fucking smirked again.  

I just wanted to grab his shoulders and shake him and shut shout, "STOP, VIC, STOP FOR THE SAKE OF EVERYTHING GOLDEN. PLEASE STOP. IT'S MAKING ME ALL WOO."

But of course, I didn't.

"You know Vic, yeah," I began to lean in, and I watched as he leaned in and slowly closed his eyes, oh, he was so happy to kiss me.