All my stories are female reader pov. Unless specified.
Request are open.
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I don't write smut, I'm just not good at it
Trigger Warnings:
-violence/abuse
-self-harm/ hatred
- language
- depression
My boyfriend Kellin and i have been together for 6 months and he asked me to move in with him. So here we are, packing my life into boxes and moving them to his place across town.
After everything is moved in, I begin to unload boxes and find places for my belongings. Kellin is sitting across the room, going through a box of books and placing them in his bookshelf.
" what's this, babe?" He ask me suddenly.
I look up and notice my sketch book in his hands. As he begins to flip through it, I jump up and scramble to pry it from his hands, failing miserably.
" oh, babe these are really good, why didn't you tell me you could draw?
" cause I can't. Those are horrible. Please don't look at them..."
" stop that Y/N, these are great, you should post these online or something "
" you really think so?"
" yeah" he says, pulling me into his lap and continuing to flip through the pages. He comes upon a sketch I did of him and he smiles.
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Pic not mine, I only wish I could draw that good) " wow, can I frame this one?"
" uh, I don't know,Kells "
" pretty please" he says pouting, " I'll pay you if you want "
" well, okay. But only if you pay in kisses"
He smiles, " deal", then leans in to attack my lips.
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