Wonderless (Kellic VS. Fuenciado)

Wonderless - Chapter 2

“Shit..” Vic tensed up, but didn’t dare let his stare leave the window. The man sat down across from Vic and placed his coffee on the table. He heard the music coming from Vic’s phone and started to tap him foot to the melodic rhythm.
“Nice music choice,” he spoke up to Vic. Startled by his rather charming voice, Vic turned his head to face the guy. He seemed to be about the same age.. And he was even better looking up close..
“Uh, thanks,” Vic awkwardly replied, sitting up a bit taller in the seat. He never thought of himself as very good at conversation, so he wasn’t quite sure how this scene would play out.
“I listen to this album all the time,” the man went on to say. Vic didn’t reply, but returned a slow nod to his statement. This guy seemed pretty comfortable with conversing with random strangers, Vic thought to himself.
“Oh, sorry if I’ invading..” A cute smile spread across the stranger’s face, though it carried an adorable sense of sincerity as it did attractiveness.
“No, it’s fine,” Vic replied, an awkward half-smile struggling to show itself. He
“I’m Kellin, by the way.”
Vic reached over to pick up his drink as Kellin introduced himself.
“Vic,” he said.
“Nice to meet ya, Vic.” Kellin smiled and reached out an open palm to Vic. With his free hand, Vic returned the hand shake. Kellin hand awfully soft hands for a guy, which caused Vic to laugh under his breath a little. Kellin seemed to notice and furrowed his brows.
“What’s so funny?” he asked with a slight smirk.
Vic just shook his head as if he hadn’t even laughed in the first place, adding a quick, “Oh, nothin’,” as he took a sip of his coffee. Kellin shot him an unconvinced look, but sat back in his seat anyway. Vic picked up his phone and practically spat out his drink as he noticed the time.
“Shit! Mike is probably freaking out,” Vic mumbled as he frantically began to gather his things.
“Mike?”
“My younger brother.”
Kellin nodded in response as Vic started towards the door. He’d gotten so caught up in talking to gorgeo-.., I mean Kellin, that he’d forgotten he hadn’t even told Mike where he was going.
“Wait!” Vic heard Kellin shout across the room. “What’s your number? We could hang out sometime.” Kellin gave a hopeful smile as Vic quickly jotted down his number on a napkin. They waved goodbye as Vic sprinted out the door and to the parking lot. Luckily, it had stopped raining.

Vic hopped in his car and sped the whole way home. He arrived at his two-story abode within a few minutes and ran in, stopping in the living room to catch his breath.
“Mike?” he called, soon hearing the footsteps of his brother descending the stairs to meet him on the ground floor.
“Where the hell were you?” Mike spat out, though his voice hinted a tiny bit of worry.
“I was just at the coffee shop,” Vic explained. “Sorry, I should’ve texted you.”
Mike shrugged and walked over to the couch, lazily plopping himself down and flipping on the television.
“Eh, whatever,” he replied. “Oh, Tony and Jaime are coming over later.”
“What time?”
“I don’t know, dude. Later.”
Vic exhaled a huff and climbed up the stairs. He trudged through the dark hallway, the walls laden with dusty and forgotten family photos that just depressed Vic every time he saw them. He entered his room, closed the door behind him, flopped onto his bed and buried his face into his pillow. His mind began to wander off into his thoughts. He thought about how stupid his fight with Mike had been, and that he’d probably need to apologize sometime later. And then he thought of Kellin. How couldn’t he? With his sweet voice and adorable smile.. He had the most amazing eyes, too. Vic realized he’d just barely met the guy, but talking to him today made him feel like they’d known each other for some much longer than an hour and a half. Even though they didn’t really talk that much.
“Get it together, Vic,” he scolded himself. “He probably isn’t even gay. He probably has a beautiful girlfriend and would think you’re a complete freak if he knew you were.” Vic sighed, but was snapped back to reality by the sound of his phone beeping on his nightstand.

“One Unread Message”

Vic opened the message, and was delighted to find it was from Kellin. Despite the fact the message was just a plain and simple, “Hey (:”, it immediately lifted his spirits. After pondering a good response for a few minutes, Vic decided to take the safe route and replied back a “Hey”.

Kellin – “What’s up?”

Vic – “Not much, you?”

Kellin – “Just waiting for my friends to come get me. Then I’m off to their house.”

Vic – “Oh, cool.”

Five minutes later

Kellin – “Hey, they’re here. I’ll text you back in a few.”

Vic – “Alright.”

And then his phone went silent.