Title : “that's love”
Author : chels
Rating : PG
Summary : fluffy fluff fluff
Author's Notes : ok this is my first fan fic... and it is hella short, because it’s like 9 in the morning and it just popped in my head quick. be nice and comment please ;)
Pete’s POV
Opening my eyes that morning to discover Patrick sprawled out under the oversized covers... again.... made living worth while.
He had that stupid smirk on his face that I loved with a passion. It was the same smirk he revealed after our first night together. And he was muttering something barely audible, but I understood it perfectly by now, god these past few years have been great.
Gazing at every beautiful aspect of his body I sighed and removed his glasses for what seem the hundredth time, one of the things I love most about Patrick is that he is forgetful... it cute.... at least I think so.
Fumbling with the black frames I stole another glance at him, and I couldn’t help but tear up thinking about the life he had.... his father throwing him out and all... because of me. I guess his dad wasn’t so keen on the idea of having his son a boy kisser.
Thinking this I steal a harmless kiss on his forehead, barely making my mark, to remind me that he is there and he still stuck by me even though it was all my fault he was thrown out.
that's love.
Remembering that night... of all nights.... why that night? I needed him that night more than ever, the night I was going to tell him I loved him, his father had to find that note I wrote him... being the forgetful person he is, he left it out.... but I can’t blame him... what can I say, I love him.
I guess his dad found it and asked him why it was from me and not a girl, and my patrick simply replied “because I love pete”.
It seemed simple enough for him to say and mean, but it didn’t go over well with his dad... he's the prude type... the type that Patrick was never supposed to be, because patrick is too caring and passionate to be like that. Just another aspect of him in which I adore with all my heart.
It was for me... of all the people in the world he chose me to love and share his love with. What is so special about me? Well, whatever it was, it was and still is because he is still lying in my bed every night, holding me and reminding me that there is something special enough about me that he adores as much as I adore everything about him.
After that hour fighting with myself and hating myself for putting him through that I just brush my lips against his for what seemed forever, even though he was asleep... i didn’t care. I ended the fight in my mind with that... I always did.
That was enough for him to wake from his soft sleep and give me that same grin, that oh so innocent grin that made me fall in love with him.... I wanted him more than ever.
“hey you” he whispered.
Author : chels
Rating : PG
Summary : fluffy fluff fluff
Author's Notes : ok this is my first fan fic... and it is hella short, because it’s like 9 in the morning and it just popped in my head quick. be nice and comment please ;)
Pete’s POV
Opening my eyes that morning to discover Patrick sprawled out under the oversized covers... again.... made living worth while.
He had that stupid smirk on his face that I loved with a passion. It was the same smirk he revealed after our first night together. And he was muttering something barely audible, but I understood it perfectly by now, god these past few years have been great.
Gazing at every beautiful aspect of his body I sighed and removed his glasses for what seem the hundredth time, one of the things I love most about Patrick is that he is forgetful... it cute.... at least I think so.
Fumbling with the black frames I stole another glance at him, and I couldn’t help but tear up thinking about the life he had.... his father throwing him out and all... because of me. I guess his dad wasn’t so keen on the idea of having his son a boy kisser.
Thinking this I steal a harmless kiss on his forehead, barely making my mark, to remind me that he is there and he still stuck by me even though it was all my fault he was thrown out.
that's love.
Remembering that night... of all nights.... why that night? I needed him that night more than ever, the night I was going to tell him I loved him, his father had to find that note I wrote him... being the forgetful person he is, he left it out.... but I can’t blame him... what can I say, I love him.
I guess his dad found it and asked him why it was from me and not a girl, and my patrick simply replied “because I love pete”.
It seemed simple enough for him to say and mean, but it didn’t go over well with his dad... he's the prude type... the type that Patrick was never supposed to be, because patrick is too caring and passionate to be like that. Just another aspect of him in which I adore with all my heart.
It was for me... of all the people in the world he chose me to love and share his love with. What is so special about me? Well, whatever it was, it was and still is because he is still lying in my bed every night, holding me and reminding me that there is something special enough about me that he adores as much as I adore everything about him.
After that hour fighting with myself and hating myself for putting him through that I just brush my lips against his for what seemed forever, even though he was asleep... i didn’t care. I ended the fight in my mind with that... I always did.
That was enough for him to wake from his soft sleep and give me that same grin, that oh so innocent grin that made me fall in love with him.... I wanted him more than ever.
“hey you” he whispered.