Kellin Quinn Imagines V2.0

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((((( AUTHORS NOTE: This imagine is inspired by a realisation I came to today after seeing some very eye-opening images. You're welcome. Im pissed off cuz of this lol gtgggggg XD )))))

You came home from work at the same time as you did everyday, but this time you werent greeted by your gorgeous husbands "HEY BABY! I MISSED YOU!" instead, you heard crashing objects coming from upstairs, and glass shattering, then...crying!?! You gasped as you realised whose cries those were, and you ran as fast as you possibly could up the stairs. You found Kellin curled up in the bathroom connected to your bedroom, glass shards and broken chair legs covered the floor of your bedroom, you had to jump over them to reach him. He was clutching the sink base and crying hysterically.
You bent down beside him and wrapped your arms around him "Baby, what the fuck is wrong with you!?! What happened!?!"
"M-MY FUCKING FACE!" He cried.
You raised an eyebrow cluelessly "What do you mean babe, what about your gorgeous face!?!"
"I-ITS NOT F-FUCKING GORGEOUS! TH-TH-THEY CHANGED ME, M-MADE ME DIFFERENT, L-LOOK!" Kellin grabbed ferociously at his phone, which now had a shattered scream, and scrambled through his camera roll. He showed you one of his recent selfies,

and then a picture from a photoshoot he had done literally that day.

You took his phone from him and stood up, flicking through the two images as you paced the length of the bathroom, unable to believe what you're seeing.
Every single one of his freckles had been edited out, his lip piercing hole was gone too and he just looked...off. His selfie, on the other hand, was utterly perfect.
"TH-THEY CHANGED ME (Y/N)! THEY THINK I-IM S-SO UGLY THAT THEY H-HAD TO CHANGE ME!" Kellin cried on the floor at your feet.
You were disgusted. You couldnt believe they would do such a thing to Kellin, a man so perfect without any editing whatsoever.
You bent down and wrapped your arms around him again "Listen to me Kels, those fucking editors dont know shit, they've been brainwashed by the press and media into thinking that plain skin with nothing on it is what we call perfection, but they couldnt be more wrong. Your freckles are beautiful Kellin, they prove that you're human, that you're you, nobody else has the same freckles as you, they are unique, just like you, and you have to remember that! Dont let these fuckers fool you, they dont mean shit, they're just assholes Kellin, thats all they are. I, on the other hand, am not an asshole, and I can tell you right now that you are far from a monster, you are quite the opposite in fact, you are an angel." You kissed his hair softly.
"H-HOW CAN YOU S-SAY THOSE THINGS!?! HOW C-CAN Y-YOU EVEN LOOK AT ME!?! I-IM DISGUSTING!" Kellin sobbed into you as he clutched your body like you would disappear from his grasp.
You held his hand and pulled him up so that he was kneeling in front of you, then you brushed his hair out of his face. Kellins eyes widened and he quickly covered his face with his hands, shaking his head furiously as he cried, acting like he was ashamed of the way he looked. Your heart broke at the sight. You kissed the backs of his hands, before gently wrapping your hands around his own and carefully pulling them away from his face. You held them down at his sides and stared into his eyes.
"Look at me baby, look right in my eyes and listen to me, look in my eyes and to prove that Im not lying. You. Are. Perfect. To me and so many others! You mean the fucking world to me Kellin, you're my everything, and I hate these fuckers that think its ok to hurt you like this! I would happily rip out their throats right now! You need to understand that they're ideas of perfection are warped and wrong, because thats the way society has brainwashed them to think. Beauty, in my eyes, means honesty, trustworthy, funny, admirable, respectful, respectable, careful and gentle, you are all of those things baby, you are beautiful, the most beautiful man I've ever met, and that is the truth. I dont care what the press sa-" Before you could continue, Kellins lips were on yours, silencing you. The taste of his salty tears mingled with the kiss, somehow making it more romantic and meaningful than it already was. You grabbed at his hair and he pulled you onto his lap so that you were straddling him, he kissed you with so much love, and so much passion, that you felt tears pricking your own eyes.
"I love you so much, Im so lucky to have you, my babygirl." Kellin whispered huskily as he kissed you repeatedly, desperately relishing the feeling of your lips on his.
You smiled against his lips "I love you so much too baby, and Im the luckiest girl on the planet to call you mine."
Kellin smirked "Would right now be a bad time to suggest that I make love to you?"
You burst out laughing "Babe! Oh my god! I cant believe you ju-FUCK YEAH!!!"
Kellin laughed "I'll clean up the shit on the floor afterwards, but Im desperate to thank you properly, and to show you how much I really fucking love you."
You blushed "Are we gon' get kinky?"
Kellin shook his head "Not tonight babygirl, tonight is about making love, not fucking." He winked.
You nodded, because you were totally 100% ok with that as Kellin always was a hopeless romantic and askdjfeosjsksks.