Escape (Kellic/ boyxboy)

7. Mall

Vic

The next day I was sat on the ground, staring at Kellin as he bat at Tony's fingers. He was giggling and meowing as my friend went to tickle him again. When Tony finally got under Kellin's ribs I bit my lip then said, "Careful of his bruises, Tone."

My tattoo covered friend nodded and quickly lightened up. My chest tightened at the dark marks that still covered my kitten but I relaxed when seeing how much lighter they'd gotten.  Glancing over his small frame I leaned forward and captured his attention, "Hey Kells, do you want to get some clothes today?"

He looked down at his naked chest and torn jeans, seeming surprised. "Clothes just for Kellin?" He asked hesitantly, eyebrows knitted together.

My heart dropped as I looked into his innocent and questioning blue eyes. It saddened me that a simple thing like clothes were a treasure to him. Something that I took for granted was such a prize to the small boy. Instead of saying anything that would make Kellin think I was pitying him, I said, "Of course Kitten, anything you want. Clothes are something you need. You get to pick them out." His eyes widened in happiness and a smile stretched across his pale face. Jumping away from Tony, Kellin launched himself into my arms. "Thank you, thank you, thank you Vic! Kellin promise not to be bad, clothes now?" He said all in one breath.

I grinned and nodded my head. "Of course, I'll let you wear some of my clothes as we go shopping."

***

I stood in front of Kellin, a hand over my mouth as I tried to contain a chuckle. He was wearing a pair of sweatpants that fit well, and looked normal. What made me want to laugh was the hoodie he had on. The sleeves went straight past his hands, creating sweater paws, and the bottom stopped just about mid-thigh. (Even with how short I was, Kellin was shorter.) He kept fiddling with the black beanie that rested on his head- hiding his ears.

"You look adorable." I said to the shorter boy. He flashed a quick smile then looked back down. "Thanks Vicy." He mumbled and blushed. I wrapped an arm around his bony waist, making sure his tail couldn't be seen. 

"Mike, Jaime, Tony! Are you ready?" I yelled, listening as they raced to get to the door like children.  Kellin giggled as Mike tripped which pretty much worked like dominos as he fell into Tony, and Tony into Jaime. "C'mon Kill, let's give these children time to situate themselves." I whispered and we slipped outside.

I got into the drivers side of Tony's car while Kellin sat in the passenger side. I leaned over and buckled him in. Pushing up the sleeves of his jacket I watched as he messed with the seat belt, a small look of wonder and slight fear on his pale face. "Why the restraint on me?" He asked in a low voice.

Grabbing his hand I shook my head softly, "Kitten, it's not a restraint, this keeps you safe. See," I said and buckled mine, "I'm wearing one too. Both of us are safe."

The three amigos finally got in and listening to the complaints of why they didn't get to sit in front, we started towards the mall.

***

I was holding Kellin's hand as we walked through Hot Topic, he was gazing at all the clothes around us in awe, suddenly his face brightened up and he pointed at a band shirt. Slip Knot. I looked at Kellin in shock, just as Jaime did- the other two had ditched us long ago- and asked, "How do you even know that band?"

"Nice doctor let me listen." He smiled.

After we were done in there the three of us headed towards the food court. As we passed one of the clothing stores Kellin suddenly froze, the little amount of color he had draining from his face, making his bruises stand out. "Kellin, dude, you okay?"  Jaime asked as he put a hand on one of his shoulders. When there was no response I leaned in front of him took his face between my hands. "Kitten, what's wrong?"

Still nothing.

Following his line of sight I saw a short man with bright red hair, he had a long white lab coat on and was looking through shoes in one of the many stores at the mall.

"Kellin?" I asked again.

"We need t-to get out of he-here." He mumbled as his eyes glazed over.

"Why?" I questioned.

"That's Dr.Way..." He said and turned away from the entrance of the door and hid his face in my shoulder.

A/N
sorry this sucks but guess what... I WENT TO ONE OF THE PTV/SWS CONCERTS LAST WEEK! IT WAS AMAZING AND THERE WAS A MOSH PIT AND BEARTOOTH WAS AMAZING!
OK, and the media is my favorite picture that I took at the concert(:

AND I AM AWARE KELLIN IS TALLER THAN VIC IN REAL LIFE, BUT  KELLIN WAS STARVED, THEREFORE HE DIDNT GET THE NUTRIENTS HE NEEDED TO GROW! THIS CAUSED HIM TO BE VERY SHORT