In the Snow/First Kiss (Mellin)

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band-ships-and-mavin asked: JUST A FEW MORE I PROMISE Matty Mullins/Kellin Quinn (Or Mike/Kellin again) 2 (In the snow) and 14 (First kiss)

2. in the snow; 14. first kiss

“MATTY, WAKE THE FUCK UP!”

Well, I used to be sleeping.

Not anymore, though, because now, Kellin Quinn is on top of my bed, bright eyes staring right at me as he yells at me to wake up.

“Five more minutes, Kells,” I say groggily, rubbing my eyes and burying my face in my pillow. As adorable as he is—shut up, Matty—I need my sleep, and whenever he stays over at my house, I don’t seem to get much of that.

“No. No more sleeping, Matty. It’s fucking snowing.”

This catches my attention. “What?”

“Yeah, you heard me. Snowing. We’re going outside today, you redheaded motherfucker.” He smacks my arm. “So get up.”

God, I love Kellin. He can’t know that, though. He’d never feel the same way, so I’ve accepted him as my best friend. If that’s as close as we’ll get, then so be it.

After a quick breakfast, Kellin and I get some heavy clothes on and grab two of my sleds, since my house sits right on top of a hill. As soon as we step outside, we’re hit by snow falling fast but not too fast. Kellin grins at me, holding up the sled. “Tallyho!” he yells, jumping on top of it and sliding down the hill in one swift movement.

I roll my eyes. “Dork!” I yell after him, following his lead.

The ride is quick and takes the breath out of me, and when I reach the bottom, Kellin seems to be waiting for me, sitting down in the snow and biting his lip almost shyly. He looks fucking adorable in a beanie, but of course, I don’t say that.

“Hey, Matty,” he says slowly, “I want to do something.”

I crawl off my sled and over to him. “And what would that be?”

He blushes, then leans forward and kisses me on the lips.

Holy shit.

I barely have time to start kissing back before he pulls away, seeming nervous. “Sorry. I just really, really wanted to do that.”

As the shock starts to wear off, I flash him a comforting smile. “That’s okay. I wanted you to.”

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