*Kellins PoV*
It had been a pretty lazy day in the house. Me and Cope were spending time together on our own, with Vic down in San Diego with Mike after hanging out with the guys. Damn, feels weird without Vic in the house. Thank god Copelands been sneaking into my room at night and cuddling up with me. Gotta admit, Vic's gonna have to keep up with Cope in the adorableness factor.
We were sitting on the couch together, Copeland drinking out of her little sippy cup, just watching some crappy cartoon together, when something happened. I wasn't really paying attention, but I guess something funny happened on the show and Cope burst out laughing.
"Hehehe, Mama, Jake!"
I snapped my head towards her and stared her in the eyes. She grinned back at me, oblivious of my shock.
"...What was that?" I asked her, making sure I hadn't heard her wrong. Did Cope just..talk? Like, a whole sentence?
"Jake! De...Jake D..." She tried saying words, making a little frowny face when she screwed them up.
"Jake, the Doooog. Dooog, Cope." I grinned, dragging out the words.
"Jake...Dog!!" Cope said triumphantly, giggling and clapping. God, I feel like the happiest fucking dad in the world right now. I grabbed the house phone off of the stand and called Vic's phone.
*...*
*Hi, this is Vic Fuentes-*
Shit, he's not answering. I remembered he left his parents number on the fridge, so I ran through and grabbed it, sitting right back down on the couch. Cope was mumbling away trying to say stuff she was hearing from the TV, so I quickly dialled the numbers, hoping either one of Vic's parents picked up.
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*Vic's PoV*
*Ring Ring*
"Mamá...that's probably Kellin..." I hinted to my mother. We were seated at the table, along with Mike and Papá, eating my mother's burritos. Even though it was pissing me off that they made me stick to table manners at aged 30, Mamá's burritos were pretty damn delicious.
"Victor, you'll eat your mothers food with the rest of us, then you can phone Kellin," Papá said, kicking Mike under the table for sniggering. I sighed, munching my way through the meaty wrap.
*Ring Ring*
I shoved the last bit in my mouth and bolted from the table into the sitting room and answered the phone.
"Fuentes Residence?" I said, sounding hopeful.
"VICTOR VINCENT GORGEOUS FUENTES YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE WHAT'S JUST HAPPENED," Kellin screamed down the line, sounding more like a 9 year old girl than I thought possible.
"What is it? You found a tutu that fits you?" I joked, leaning back into the couch.
"Gimmie a sec," Kellin said, pausing for a couple of seconds before talking again. "Hey Cope, it's Dada!"
"Dada!! Jake th...e Doooooog!"
Did Cope just...
"She..can talk properly...?" I said with disbelief.
"Umm, I think so baby. Know any other words baby girl?"
"Mama!! Mama lo...loo..." Copeland tried to say. I can imagine her little face screwing up in annoyance like Kellin does.
"Mama loves Dada, is that what your trying to say Copey?" I said down the phone.
"Mama love Dada! Mamaaaa!"
"Copeland, you're ador-" Kellin started.
"Fuck!"
"...Kellin, did you teach our baby to say fuck?" I asked him in the calmest voice possible. By now, the phone was on speakerphone with the rest of my family crowding around, in various states of shock from my swearing infant.
"Uhh...no?"
"Dada! Fuck Mama!"
What.
"KELLIN QUINN BOSTWICK I SWEAR TO FUCKING CHRIST I WILL MURDER YOU WHEN I GET BACK." I screamed down the phone. At this point, Mama and Papa were huddling each other, whispering in hushed tones and Mike was pissing himself on the floor.
"MICHAEL CHRISTOPHER FUENTES, DEJAR DE REÍR" Mama yelled at Mike. Jesus, my whole family was nuts.
"Talk to you later baby, need to help Mama murder Mike," I said casually to my laughing partner down the phone.
"Fair enough. You gonna say Bye Copes?"
"Biiiiyeeeeee Dada!!!"
"Haha, bye Copeland. Bye baby," I smiled, hanging up, before throwing the phone at my little brother's head.
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I'll Pick You Up When You're Down // Kellic
FanfictionKellin Quinn is a regular guy. He's in a famous band, has a child, lost the love for his wife, and starts to fall for his best friend. A totally normal guy.
