Oneshots - multiship

Twenty One Questions

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This sounds so British im laughing

btw the majority of these are never like checked ok Oops™ (i have the right to trademark that given that i have a tshirt with it on thanks LittleGreenDragon)
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Vic rocked back on his chair as Miss. Williams read out the list of partners for the art project. Let's be real, Vic only took art as one of his options because the prospectus said he needed more than one creative art to continue his music courses, and face it, there was no way he would be caught dead with the drama nerds.

"And Mr. Fuentes, who is paying attention like always," Hayley rolled her eyes, "is with Kellin." That was the problem with the art course, partnered projects. "Those of you who were listening, Victor, will know that the assignment is on relationships and you have... a month." The class chuckled as their unconventional teacher poked fun at Vic, who was still zoned out, and flipped her multicoloured hair out of her face. "Ok, so can you guys stack your chairs 'round the edge of the room? I have a pottery class in here next period, so no chairs next to tables, you could always shove the tables back against the wall." She gestured around the room wildly and shoved her yellow, orange and red ombré mess of hair back into a scruffy ponytail. "Thanks guys!" She smiled and chucked her H2O hoodie across the room to land on her spinning desk chair.

"Nice one, Miss!"

"Thank you, Tyler." She grinned and headed across the room, lifting Vic's chair up to snap him out of his daydreaming. "Up and at 'em, Fuentes. Project with Bostwik!" She called as the teen nodded and headed out of the room.

"Thanks, Miss!" He shot her a cheeky smile and jogged down the corridor towards his maths class, narrowly avoiding a swarm of juniors who were heading towards the art block. (I dont understand the American education system, England makes so much more sense)

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"Yo, Bostwick!" Vic jogged towards Kellin's locker, slumping against it as the younger boy simply looked up at him. (Vic is taller in this dont ask just read)

"Yes?"

"Project, art, here's my number, meet at my place." Kellin just stood and looked confused as Vic shoved a piece of paper with his number scrawled onto it into his hand.

"Thanks?"

"Sure." Kellin almost melted because of the smile Vic shot him before sprinting down the corridor and out of the double doors leading to the parking lot.

"See ya." He sighed, dreamily.

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"So we need to decide what we're doing for this project." Vic slumped down on Kellin's bed as he gazed around the poster-covered room.

"Let's do romantic relationships." Kellin blurted out, blood rushing to his face as he mentally face palmed.

"Uh, sure." Vic chuckled awkwardly, shifting so he was sat up on the bed. "We should, like, get to know each other better. Like let's play twenty one questions." He stumbled over his words, eventually just looking across at the pale boy and smiling sheepishly. Kellin's heart skipped a beat, completely smitten by the older boy.

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"It's late." Kellin nodded, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. "Kells." Vic sighed and pulled the raven haired boy closer to him.

"It's ok, I'm just thinking, about her." Their game of twenty one questions had ended up with Kellin telling the story of his ex girlfriend. She had died in a car crash, leaving seventeen year old Kellin with a six month old daughter, Copeland. "I'm just scared for my baby." Vic nodded, making eye contact with the pale boy. "W-we should do the project."

"Yeah..." Vic breathed, eyes trailing down to Kellin's lips. Kellin shuffled even closer to the hispanic boy in front of him. "I have one more question,"

"Yeah?"

"Can I kiss you?" Kellin's cheeks flared red as he nodded and shuffled to sit in Vic's lap. The Mexican's rough hands cupped Kellin's cheeks, bringing their lips to gently meet. Kellin hummed in content, resting his arms on Vic's shoulders and tangling his fingers in the chestnut brown shoulder length hair. Vic's hands moved down to Kellin's waist, slipping under his shirt as he smiled against the younger boy's soft lips. Kellin smiled shyly and pulled away.

"Let's go do this project," He giggled, getting up from Vic's lap and sauntering out of the door, basking in the feeling of Vic's eyes on his ass. Vic sighed, eyes staying glued to the rave haired boy, his mind swarming with fantasies, but they'll just have to wait for another time.