Vic's POV

I smiled at the bouncer as he led me to the room I had booked. I quickly walked in and shut the door, sitting the bag I had brought with me down on the couch. I couldn't wait to see Kellin tonight. I had to buy out the other guy who had the whole night booked but it was worth it. I didn't expect Kellin and I to do anything either, I figured he could use a break and I just really wanted to hang out with him. I hadn't really gotten the chance because work had had me all booked up and well Kellin had been booked up himself. I had brung some take out and sweets and my laptop so I could hook it to the wifi and we could watch something on Netflix.

I waited patiently for him, knowing he was cleaning up after the last guy who had booked a room. I hated knowing that he was just selling himself but it was his own choice and I had to respect that whether I liked it or not. As long as Kellin was safe I could live with it. I took a seat on the edge of the bed, after sitting the food out on one of the tables, and tapped my foot to the beat erupting from the club downstairs.

Finally the door opened and Kellin walked in with his head down. He slowly shut the door behind him and I saw his shoulder rise as he took in a deep breath. He stayed facing the door a moment and I frowned as I saw the red prints covering his backside that were exposed by the underwear and thigh highs he was wearing. He turned towards the bed and lifted his head.

My frown deepened as I saw the tear tracks down his face and how his eyes were swelled from crying. A surprised look overtook his face and he immediately started shaking his head.
"I knew it." He said quietly. "You just stayed around so you could get a good fuck." His hands made their way to his hair and he tugged at the black strands. "It was too good to be true, to think we were actually friends." He shook his head faster and I could see the tears start again.

"Kellin," I started but was interrupted.
"What are you waiting for? How do you want me? On the couch? The bed? I was told I belong on my knees, so maybe that's where you want me." He started to pull his underwear down and I jumped up to try and stop him.
"Kellin stop. What's going on?" I said and tried to stop him from undressing.
"What do you thinks going on Vic?" He said with an incredulous look on his face. "You came here for a quick fuck from a dirty whore and that's what you're going to get." He grabbed me by my shirt and pulled my lips on to his. I pushed him away and it didn't even seem to faze him, he just dropped to his knees and started unbuttoning my pants.

"Kellin stop!" I almost yelled as I pried him away from me. "What is going on? I didn't come here to fuck you."
"Sure you didn't. Please don't lie to me. Just come back over here and met me blow you or I'll move around so you can fuck me." Tears were starting to pour out of his eyes. "Just t-tell me and I'll do it. It's all I'm good for anyway." His breathing started to quicken and I dropped to my knees in from of him.

"Kellin, breathe. Come on, focus on me." I said and tried to wipe the oncoming tears away with my thumbs.
"Tell me what you want Vic." He cried out and gripped my hand tightly. "Please. Just tell me."
"I want you to calm down."
"No. No. I'm fine. Please just let me do my job. You paid for a whore. I'm a whore. That's how this works." He said through tears and leant forward to kiss me again.
"Kellin stop." I told him quietly. "I didn't come here for that."
"Of course you did! W-why else would you be here?"
"I figured you could use a break so I booked a room and brought food. I just figured we could hang out. We hadn't gotten a chance to hang out lately and I wanted to see you. I didn't come here for sex."
"W-what?"

He glanced over behind me and I guess he spotted the containers of food because he looked back at me and shook his head in disbelief.
"Really?"
"Really Kellin." I pushed some loose strands of his hair behind his ear. I watched as he stared at me in disbelief and then tears started to pour out of his eyes. He fell on to me and gripped my shirt tightly. I made sure to wrap my arms around him in a tight grip and as I held him close to my chest, letting his tears soak the fabric of my shirt. Seeing him like this made my heart break in two.