(Kellin Quinn imagine)
It’s a sunny Sunday morning and the neighbourhood is slowly waking up. You’re walking around in just a pair of panties, not really doing anything. Kellin is still asleep in the master bedroom and probably will be for a couple of more hours. He came home late yesterday and dead tired. Still you want to go in there and wake him up. Even like this you miss him and he’s been on the other side of the world for weeks. You had to fight against every instinct to not jump up and down on the bed screaming at him to wake up. Every cell in your body is craving him.