~Pete's POV~ (For this on Pete only has Bronx and neither are married, meaning Patrick doesn't have Declan either)
Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit. Bronx is coming over this weekend and I'll be at a photo shoot for an hour. Shit! I can't leave him alone!
Patrick.
I smiled as I thought of my best frie- crush. Yes, I, Peter Lewis Kington Wentz III like my best friend and band mate, Patrick Martin Vaughn Stumph. It's dumb, I know, he's as straight as a pole whereas I'm about as straight as a fucking slinky... or my hair in the morning. So basically, not at all. I haven't told anyone, though, I'm afraid of what they'll think. Anyway, I called Patrick,
"Hey Petey Panda" he answered. I love when he calls me that. He's the only person in the world that calls me that, and I think it's adorable.
"Hey Pattycakes" I smiled.
"What's up?" He asked.
"I have a problem" I started, "Bronx is coming over this weekend and I've got a photo shoot and-" Patrick but in,
"You want me to babysit?" He finished my sentence. He knows me so well.
"Yeah" I chuckled "Can you be here for 2 tomorrow?" I asked.
"Course, I'll see you tomorrow, Petey"
"Okay. Bye Trick"
I hung up and tidied the house before heading to bed.
~Time Skip to 1:30pm~
There was a knock at the door and I knew it was Bronx. I yelled "Come in" as usual as I was in the kitchen making lunch. To my surprise, Bronx came in by himself.
"Hey Bronx where's mummy?" I asked him.
"She said she was late for work or something" Bronx shrugged and headed upstairs to out his bag in his room. When he came back down I told him Patrick would be looking after him for an hour or so.
"Yay Uncle Patrick's coming over!" He yelled. He likes Patrick. Not as much as me, though...
Patrick came over about 20 minutes later and I said hi, thanks, and left.
~Patrick's POV~
"So Bronx you wanna watch a movie?" I asked.
"Or we could play video games!" He giggled.
"But you always win" I fake pouted and he gave me a hug.
"It's okay, Uncle Patrick, I'll go easy on you" he said speaking to me like I was a baby.
We played a few video games and Bronx won them all by a mile. Sure I was going easy on him, but I was still trying a bit, the kid's good.
"I'm home" Pete sang, dragging out the 'o'.
"Hey Pete. I guess I should get going now" I sighed. Bronx 'aww'ed and Pete said "No, stay"
"Are you sure? I don't want to interrupt your father/son thing. You don't get it that often" I explained. Pete ensured me it was fine and went to the kitchen to get food. Bronx turned to me,
"You know," he whispered "I heard daddy talking in his sleep last night"
"Really? What did he say?" I asked, intrigued.
"He was talking about you," he whispered excitedly "about how talented and funny and sweet you are," then he put his hand up to the side of his mouth "and he also said how hot and adorable you are" he whispered even quieter.
"Did he now?" I whispered back. Pete Wentz likes me? I mean, I've had a crush on Pete since middle school, I decided I love him a few years ago but, he likes me back? Woah.
Pete walked back in the room and Bronx put his finger on his lips.
"Okay Bronx only does that when he's told someone a secret. What did you do Bronx?" He asked.
"Nothing" I replied "but Pete, can you come to the hall for a minute, I wanna have an adult talk with you" I said firmly.
"Wait you won't tell him will you?" Bronx asked sounding a bit scared.
"Don't worry, your secret's safe with me" I smiled.
"Okay Bronx go to your room so Patrick and I can talk"
"Okay daddy" Bronx smiled and head to his room.
~Pete's POV~
I wonder what Bronx told Patrick.
Bronx headed up to his room and I shut the door of the games room Patrick and I were in. Patrick turned to me.
"So what did Bronx sa-" I was cut off by Patrick's index finger on my lips.
"Shh"
"Patrick what are you-" I was again cut off but this time by Patrick grabbing my shoulders and pushing me against the wall. I decided it would be best to stay quiet. Patrick put his arms around my neck and stood on his tip toes.
"Bronx told me some things" he said in the deepest, and, might I add, sexiest voice I've ever heard from him. He hungrily kissed me and I stood in shock for a moment before wrapping my hands around his waist and deepening the kiss.
"I love you Patrick" I mumbled against his lips.
"You don't know how long I've been waiting to hear that" he mumbled back.
A/N. Did you like it? I hope so. Not much to say so I'll see ya later!
~🍧Sundae🍨
