Fall Out Boy Preferences/Imagines

Preference #12: What He Did For Your Anniversary

(Y/B/F/F/S/D)- Your Best Friend's Favorite Starbucks Drink
(Y/Fu/N)- Your Full Name
(Y/F/B)- Your Favorite Band (besides Fall Out Boy)

Patrick: You had been sitting on top of your bed all day, working on......well.....work. You just sat with your legs crossed, your sweats and a tank top on, and hair tied up into a high bun. Just you and your computer. Even with your boyfriend in the room, it was like he was the third wheel instead of the computer.

But just as you were about to type something for this big project you had, your boyfriend entered the room, causing you to look up from your work.

"Hey," you say, kissing his cheek after he sat down beside you. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him and you lay your head on his collar bone.

"Hey, do you remember what today is?" Patrick asks, kissing your temple. You think about it for a little bit. You couldn't quite remember what today was. You were thinking too hard on it and you were getting a little upset about not remembering. That's when it comes to you, causing you to smack your hand on your face, but not hard enough to get your face hurt.

"I'm so sorry. I totally forgot," you say truthfully.

"It's fine, (Y/N)."

"No, Patrick. It's not okay. I forgot it was our 3 year anniversary for being together and I took advantage of it and worked. I swear I won't do it again."

"Believe me, it's fine. You have a deadline for work and you can't get a break from that. You're not the only one who's done that before, myself included." And with that, he gets up from the bed, kissing you on the top of the head and leaves.

But it wasn't until half an hour later (when you had finished your work) that you realized he left a bag for you. A shopping bag. You looked in the bag to see a dark blue evening dress. You pulled it out, admiring how Patrick knew you so well when it came to your own attire. You picked up the note that came with it, opening it up and looking at what he said.

For last year, when I worked through our special day.

-Your Loving Boyfriend

You smiled to yourself, although you knew that Patrick was almost spoiling you at this point (you had returned some of the things that you thought were worth too much). He just wanted to make you, his beautiful girlfriend, happy.

*a couple of hours later*

"No peeking, (Y/N)," the singer says to you, making sure you're walking in the right place. You had a blindfold over your eyes and you desperately wanted to take it off.

"You better not take me to a black van where I can get raped," you say sternly. He chuckles and you mentally smile. You remain expressionless, not knowing what you were gonna see next. You take a couple of more steps before he tells you to take off the blindfold. He wraps his arms around your waist as you take it off. You gasp, looking at the candlelit picnic that he had packed. You couldn't help but notice the acoustic guitar

"You did this?"

"Yeah. I know it isn't much but----"

"I love it. So much. Just as much as I love you," you say, turning around to face him and pecking his lips. You wrap your arms around his neck and he bends his head down to your level.

"Happy Anniversary, my American Beauty."

Pete: it was the day of your anniversary and your boyfriend was working. He had been at the studio almost all day. You hadn't questioned what he was gonna do, but maybe he was recording an album with his band. You completely understood that his band meant a ton to him and was, as a result, very time consuming.