Author: me 
tinfoil_opeters
Title: Hide The Details chp 4
Pairing: Pete/Patrick [fall out boy]
Rating: pg - pg-13
summary: just plain fluff.
disclaimer: don't own didn't happen.
chapter 3
chapter 2
chapter 1
[chapter 4: I can be your John Cusack]
[yeah it took me a long time…kinda had a block for awhile there….and the title actually (sorta) goes with the chapter! Sooo not like me…if you can tell me what line in the fic relates to the title I’ll give you e-cookies]
I half-ran up the stairs to my room to complete the tickle fight. When I opened my door I sighed. There, in my bed, lay Patrick sleeping soundly. I set the bag of Chinese food on my desk and crawled onto the bed next to him. Halfway onto the bed I decided I wanted the food, so I grabbed the Chinese food and sat on the bed, cross legged and opened the bag. I pulled out Patrick’s vegetarian chow mein and put it on the side-table. I then pulled out an eggroll for myself. I was about to take a bite when Patrick rolled over and opened his eyes.
“how long was I asleep?” he asked.
”like…5 minutes” I laughed.
“oh…eh. Food?” he noticed my eggroll.
“oh yeah…here” I handed him the chow mein off the table and dug in the bag for a second before handing him some chopsticks. He sat up and scooted in front of me so we were facing each other. He yawned, which made me yawn, seeing as the damn things are contagious…he giggled.
“what’re you laughin’ about, kid.”
“you look funny when you yawn.” I glared at him.
“what’s that supposed to mean?”
“…you look funny when you yawn?”
“shuttup and eat your food.” He sighed and slurped a noodle off of his chopstick. [a/n: why does that sound so wrong to me?] after a few moments of silence he looked up, a distressed look on his face.
“pete…?”
“yeah?”
“are you mad at me?”
“heavens no! why would you think that?”
“well…you told me to shuttup and then you didn’t talk anymore…” I put my newly acquired fried rice down beside me and lunged at him to hug him.
“I could never be mad at you.” he threw his arms around my neck. I smiled. “you nerd, you need to stop reading into things so far.”
“well..I- I just don’t want you to leave me…”
“I won’t ever leave your side, I promise.” I grabbed our food containers and put them back in the bag then put the bag on the side table. Patrick jumped up and snatched his cd case off the ground. He flipped through it and pulled out a CD. He grinned at stuck it in the computer, letting it play as the smiths filled my room. I laid back on my bed and smiled. Patrick crawled over and laid down next to me, snuggling into my chest. I kissed his forehead as my eyelids got heavier.
[yeah yeah..short…but at least I wrote! And I def. know what imma write for the next chapter…wooo! Comment, loves!]
cut title has nothing to do with the fic..lmao.
tinfoil_opetersTitle: Hide The Details chp 4
Pairing: Pete/Patrick [fall out boy]
Rating: pg - pg-13
summary: just plain fluff.
disclaimer: don't own didn't happen.
chapter 3
chapter 2
chapter 1
[chapter 4: I can be your John Cusack]
[yeah it took me a long time…kinda had a block for awhile there….and the title actually (sorta) goes with the chapter! Sooo not like me…if you can tell me what line in the fic relates to the title I’ll give you e-cookies]
I half-ran up the stairs to my room to complete the tickle fight. When I opened my door I sighed. There, in my bed, lay Patrick sleeping soundly. I set the bag of Chinese food on my desk and crawled onto the bed next to him. Halfway onto the bed I decided I wanted the food, so I grabbed the Chinese food and sat on the bed, cross legged and opened the bag. I pulled out Patrick’s vegetarian chow mein and put it on the side-table. I then pulled out an eggroll for myself. I was about to take a bite when Patrick rolled over and opened his eyes.
“how long was I asleep?” he asked.
”like…5 minutes” I laughed.
“oh…eh. Food?” he noticed my eggroll.
“oh yeah…here” I handed him the chow mein off the table and dug in the bag for a second before handing him some chopsticks. He sat up and scooted in front of me so we were facing each other. He yawned, which made me yawn, seeing as the damn things are contagious…he giggled.
“what’re you laughin’ about, kid.”
“you look funny when you yawn.” I glared at him.
“what’s that supposed to mean?”
“…you look funny when you yawn?”
“shuttup and eat your food.” He sighed and slurped a noodle off of his chopstick. [a/n: why does that sound so wrong to me?] after a few moments of silence he looked up, a distressed look on his face.
“pete…?”
“yeah?”
“are you mad at me?”
“heavens no! why would you think that?”
“well…you told me to shuttup and then you didn’t talk anymore…” I put my newly acquired fried rice down beside me and lunged at him to hug him.
“I could never be mad at you.” he threw his arms around my neck. I smiled. “you nerd, you need to stop reading into things so far.”
“well..I- I just don’t want you to leave me…”
“I won’t ever leave your side, I promise.” I grabbed our food containers and put them back in the bag then put the bag on the side table. Patrick jumped up and snatched his cd case off the ground. He flipped through it and pulled out a CD. He grinned at stuck it in the computer, letting it play as the smiths filled my room. I laid back on my bed and smiled. Patrick crawled over and laid down next to me, snuggling into my chest. I kissed his forehead as my eyelids got heavier.
[yeah yeah..short…but at least I wrote! And I def. know what imma write for the next chapter…wooo! Comment, loves!]
cut title has nothing to do with the fic..lmao.