Fic- Blame the discovery channel
Title: Blame the discovery channel
Pairing: Patrick/Pete
Summary: Pete and Patrick have ultimate love
Rating: pg-13 for swearing
"Patrick,” Brendon said.
“Hey Patrick, do you remember that time when Pete pulled his pants down in front of everyone and you went bright red, remember?”
Brendon fucking Urie.
Not waiting for a response, Brendon asks, “Hey. Hey Trick, remember that time when Pete said ……”
Patrick considered himself to be a somewhat patient person. You have to be patient when you’re in a band.
Also, you have to be pretty patient if you’re dating Pete Wentz. Pete is a crazy motherfucker, what with being an asshole and intentionally winding Patrick up. Really, it was in Patrick’s best interest to be patient. He considered it self preservation to be able to roll with the punches, much to Pete’s annoyance.
“Then Ryan says to me, he says ‘Hey Bren, what are you doing with the bread?’, and I’m all ‘Making toast.”
Patrick has to remind himself to take deep, slow breaths. Breathe in and out, in and out. He also tries hard to repeat over and over that, yes Brendon is a really sweet guy, though a little frustrating sometimes. The fact that Brendon just shared his top secret recipe for salad dressing was just annoying.
Patrick was really fucking patient. Really
“I think I’m like a size 8 in women’s jeans, how fabulous is that! Ryan’s smaller still; I think he is like a size 4. That’s mainly because the dude doesn’t have any hips. Not like me, I’m curvy.”
Patrick can feel the thump of his pulse in his hands that have tightened around the phone. He notices the angry slide of his blood, he can recognize the signs. Patrick knows that it won’t be long now until he looses it.
“Bren, what are you calling for,” Patrick finds his voice.
He was trying really hard to hold onto the last shreds of his control.
Brendon giggles loudly before saying, “Pete wanted me to call you. He said you really wanted to talk to me.”
Patrick was going to murder Pete. Ok, maybe not murder just hurt him, like cutting off his hair or something. Fucking Wentz, Patrick had told him earlier that day that he would be busy writing.
“Dude, I watched this program on the Discovery channel the other night, about Gorillas and their packs,” Brendon laughs loudly again, “Anyway, it totally reminded me of you and Pete.”
“If you’re calling me a gorilla, I’m hanging up Urie.”
“No man, no. It’s like this; Pete is like the leader of our pack and you two are fucking, so yeah.”
Patrick called out for a higher power to control his temper.
“You guys are fucking all the time and Pete is all, ‘Patrick’s mine, back off’, he is really protective and shit.”
Hear that loud crashing noise? Yeah, that was Patrick’s control running for the hills, “Brendon, I really should get going.”
“Ok, just let me finish. Anyway, this gorilla on the show, he had this life partner in the pack, who he fought with and fucked. But they had ultimate love, so ultimate it was blinding,” Patrick could hear Brendon laugh again, “So I called Pete and told him that his love for you was ultimate.”
Patrick can feel himself blush while saying, “Ultimate, really?”
“Oh man, totally. Pete loves you like crazy ultimate.”
Call him a girl but much later, when Patrick’s Patience was back firmly in place, he kind of liked the idea of having ultimate love.
Pairing: Patrick/Pete
Summary: Pete and Patrick have ultimate love
Rating: pg-13 for swearing
"Patrick,” Brendon said.
“Hey Patrick, do you remember that time when Pete pulled his pants down in front of everyone and you went bright red, remember?”
Brendon fucking Urie.
Not waiting for a response, Brendon asks, “Hey. Hey Trick, remember that time when Pete said ……”
Patrick considered himself to be a somewhat patient person. You have to be patient when you’re in a band.
Also, you have to be pretty patient if you’re dating Pete Wentz. Pete is a crazy motherfucker, what with being an asshole and intentionally winding Patrick up. Really, it was in Patrick’s best interest to be patient. He considered it self preservation to be able to roll with the punches, much to Pete’s annoyance.
“Then Ryan says to me, he says ‘Hey Bren, what are you doing with the bread?’, and I’m all ‘Making toast.”
Patrick has to remind himself to take deep, slow breaths. Breathe in and out, in and out. He also tries hard to repeat over and over that, yes Brendon is a really sweet guy, though a little frustrating sometimes. The fact that Brendon just shared his top secret recipe for salad dressing was just annoying.
Patrick was really fucking patient. Really
“I think I’m like a size 8 in women’s jeans, how fabulous is that! Ryan’s smaller still; I think he is like a size 4. That’s mainly because the dude doesn’t have any hips. Not like me, I’m curvy.”
Patrick can feel the thump of his pulse in his hands that have tightened around the phone. He notices the angry slide of his blood, he can recognize the signs. Patrick knows that it won’t be long now until he looses it.
“Bren, what are you calling for,” Patrick finds his voice.
He was trying really hard to hold onto the last shreds of his control.
Brendon giggles loudly before saying, “Pete wanted me to call you. He said you really wanted to talk to me.”
Patrick was going to murder Pete. Ok, maybe not murder just hurt him, like cutting off his hair or something. Fucking Wentz, Patrick had told him earlier that day that he would be busy writing.
“Dude, I watched this program on the Discovery channel the other night, about Gorillas and their packs,” Brendon laughs loudly again, “Anyway, it totally reminded me of you and Pete.”
“If you’re calling me a gorilla, I’m hanging up Urie.”
“No man, no. It’s like this; Pete is like the leader of our pack and you two are fucking, so yeah.”
Patrick called out for a higher power to control his temper.
“You guys are fucking all the time and Pete is all, ‘Patrick’s mine, back off’, he is really protective and shit.”
Hear that loud crashing noise? Yeah, that was Patrick’s control running for the hills, “Brendon, I really should get going.”
“Ok, just let me finish. Anyway, this gorilla on the show, he had this life partner in the pack, who he fought with and fucked. But they had ultimate love, so ultimate it was blinding,” Patrick could hear Brendon laugh again, “So I called Pete and told him that his love for you was ultimate.”
Patrick can feel himself blush while saying, “Ultimate, really?”
“Oh man, totally. Pete loves you like crazy ultimate.”
Call him a girl but much later, when Patrick’s Patience was back firmly in place, he kind of liked the idea of having ultimate love.