A sparkling sun was shining that morning, the skies blue as they rarely had been, and Vic walked down the street with a spring to his step. Snow had molten off the corners of his heart faster than a bullet when he'd met Kellin and ever since -- though life continued to be as unpredictable as ever -- he just hadn't felt those oppressing downs that used to grip him by the collar and drown him in the arctic ocean. At that point, and only a couple months into this cheerful relationship, it was one of the best things to ever happen to him.
As he saw a few dark clouds decorating the horizon, Vic thought it might be useful to get an umbrella if he was planning on continuing his present activities in the afternoon, activities which consisted of buying stupid shit for his boyfriend. Nothing brought him joy like being silly. Kellin was, after all, immensely rich, and most definitely did not need him going around and getting him slime from the dollar store, but it was so funny.
Walking down the alleys of said store, Vic's attention was drawn to a bouquet of chocolate roses with a rose, heart-shaped tag that read "To the moon and back", neglecting the three former words since everyone would already know what they were. He smiled to himself, thinking about the upcoming Valentine's day. That would be the perfect occasion to declare his love.
Though they had been going out for quite a while, Kellin hadn't pronounced The Word yet, and Vic was more than okay with that. Well, sort of. Sort of, because he'd have liked the reassurance, but some people have more trouble saying it than others and... It hadn't been that long... Had it? They'd only been dating for... Six months... Already. Time does fly.
He had luck, that was undeniable. By the time he closed the door, the city streets were getting moistened. And, maybe it was fate, maybe Vic was just a hopeless romantic, but he had time for the last stop before the drenching came. A flower shop. What? Vic couldn't help himself! All the flowers and all the couples he saw were daunting, and his heart begged for a little cliche on that day. So not only had he a lot of useless stuff, but he also had a cute red-rose bouquet.
He smiled while biting his bottom lip, hearing the soft pitter-patters on the dark floor, feeling his heartbeat increase while warmth spread through his chest. He was glowing by the time Kellin showed up.
"Hey-" Kellin started but stopped himself, smiling in confusion while tilting his head. Vic had brought him random, cheap things before, and it was amusing, but this time he held something... More on his hands. Kellin was bewildered, that's for sure.
"Hey, boo," Vic spoke softly. He licked his lips, his gaze getting mischievous. He jogged up to Kellin in small little bounces, standing at least two feet apart from him. Kellin was gazing at him weirdly.
"I brought you some things," Vic smirked fondly. He breathed out, rasing all he shopped with a swift movement while not taking his eyes out of Kellin, by now only expecting Kellin's reaction. Kellin's gaze flickered at Vic then at the flowers. It was a sweet gesture of Vic, it was, but... Why?
"Uh..." And Vic could see his confusion, so he kept smiling, now all soft and cute while looking at Kellin with adoration. Vic shrugged.
"Valentine's day is tomorrow, so I thought I'd get you a little something before," he smiled proudly of himself.
Kellin blinked. "Oh," he was taken aback, definitely. Then he smiled. Big. "God," he chuckled, taking the bags from Vic, "I don't deserve you." He shook his head to himself, having the same heart eyes. Vic shrugged, playing along with a "maybe I don't deserve you." he moved his eyebrows up and down, making Kellin laugh again.
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How It Feels To Be Lost ♠ Kellic
RomanceHow much do you have to lose before realising what actually matters? How much is enough? Kellin isn't aware of it just yet. Victor figures it out in the worst way. This is How It Feels To Be Lost. Trigger warning! drug/alcohol abuse. Be safe! Collab...