Toxic Valentine (Kellic) - boyxboy

Chapter 27: How The Story Ends

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Yeah you better believe I'm gonna do anything I can,
'Cause I really need you here tonight.

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"Vic," Kellin squeals again as I change the water temperature from hot to cold.

"What's the matter, baby? You cold?" I pout jokingly and he nods, a disapproving glare on his face. "Well come here and I'll warm you up."

I change the temperature back to warm and open my arms for Kellin. He moves into them and I wrap my arms back around him tightly.

"You're mean. If you wanted a hug then you could have just asked." He pouts.

I chuckle and kiss his wet forehead.

"I guess you're right. I'm sorry." I grin.

I reach over and shut off the shower all together and Kellin starts shivering.

"Great, now I'm really cold." He chatters.

"Good. More cuddles for me." I beam and he rolls his eyes.

"Get me a towel, you jerk." He mumbles.

I kiss his forehead again and get my towel, wrapping it around my waist. I then wrap Kellin's towel around him and kiss his shoulder delicately.

"I love you." I mumble.

"I love you too." He blushes.

I start getting dressed but pay close attention to Kellin drying himself and then putting his clothes on. He's so mesmerizing in every sense of the word.

"Hey pervert, quit staring." He blushes.

I pout and roll my eyes but do so anyway.

"Are you working today?" I ask, hoping that he isn't.

"Not today. Why?" He questions.

"No reason. Just want to spend all day with you." I grin, walking back over to him and hugging him tightly from behind.

He giggles and leans in to me.

"I don't deserve you." He whispers.

"Psh," I scoff. "it's the other way around. We should go make breakfast and you should show me how you make those amazing omelets."

"If I teach you to cook then how am I going to wow you with my amazing cooking." He whines.

I kiss his neck and pinch his ass.

"You can wow me in other ways." I purr and he gasps, pulling away from me.

He bites his lip and grins, blushing terribly.

"You're such a bad influence on me." He whispers and I chuckle.

"I'm a bad influence? Do I have to remind you of last night?" I laugh.

"It's not my fault you looked so damn good last night." He mumbles.

"We were at the dinner table!" I exclaim.

"Your boner didn't seem to mind." He smirks.

"You're such a cheeky little shit." I mumble humorously.

He kisses my lips quickly before just staring lovingly at me.

"We should go have breakfast." He murmurs and I nod.

I take his hand and we go downstairs. There's a strange atmosphere when we enter the kitchen. My parents are sitting at the dining table, looking as if they're waiting for me. Then I notice Kellin's sketchbook in front of them and I immediately blush in embarrassment.