kiss me like you mean it k.q/v.f

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kellin and vic pulled apart, the two of them jumping back away from each other. how would vic explain to mike that they 'accidentally' kissed?

vic bit his lip. what could he do?

"um..." kellin mumbled, hiding his face in his hands as vic curiously looked up at him.

"why?" kellin asked, his face red from vic's curious glances. he loved the kiss, he can't deny it, but it didn't feel like a fake relationship anymore.

"just practicing for when we need to actually do it in front of my dad or oliver or something." vic said quickly, making up the answer on the spot.

kellin quinn had never been one to openly share his emotions, so he just nodded with his eyebrow raised.

"uh, we should go downstairs." vic mumbled, averting his eyes to the floor when kellin looked into his eyes.

kellin suspiciously nodded, getting up swiftly and walking downstairs, tossing himself onto the couch before jaime, mike, and tony even noticed he was gone.

vic walked downstairs slowly, softly rubbing his lips where kellin's just were.

he bit his lip and stopped walking down the stairs. he pulled out his phone and texted kellin.

vic: can u come back upstairs?

kellin: vicdkhsfsho jesus christ i was just there what could you possibly want from me

vic: kelinnn

kellin: fine

vic heard kellin's soft footsteps as he ascended up the stairs. before kellin had a chance to knock on the door, vic opened it, and pulled the tall boy in.

now kellin was confused, he just left vic's room. why was he back in it less than 5 minutes later? what could the short mexican want from him? kellin rolled his eyes.

before kellin could ask what vic could possibly want, vic smashed his lips onto kellin, making the taller boy kiss back immediately.

the two boys stumbled around the room, knocking over books and cd's and creating loud noises.

they ended up falling onto the bed, kellin automatically straddling vic as the shorter boy felt the raven haired boy up.

kellin stopped kissing vic and shook his head.

"no, no, no. no. we-we can't." kellin said softly, getting off of his lap and standing up.

"why?"vic asked, his brain thinking of the only thing he wanted;

kellin.

"it's fake, vic. and that was too real for me." kellin said slowly, as if he just realized that himself.

"so, what? i can't kiss my fake boyfriend?" vic asked, gulping at kellin's intense gaze.

"it's practice. as long as it means nothing to you, and nothing to me, we're fine! chill out, babe. yeah?" vic said, slowly getting up and resting his hands on kellin's hips.