ᵇʳᵉᵃᵏ ➞ ᴘᴀᴛʀɪᴄᴋ ʜᴏᴄᴋꜱᴛᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ

Bᵣₑₐₖ ꜰʀᴀɢɪʟᴇ

1

You woke up to a weight on your bed beside you. You stood up immediately and saw Patrick in your bed. You grabbed a pillow and smacked it over his face.

"Get out of my bed" You bemoaned. Patrick groaned and rubbed his eyes. His hair was very messy and his face was a bit puffy.

You thought he looked cute. "Let me sleep" Patrick groaned. You smacked the pillow over his face one more time. "Get out before Henry sees you" You whispered. Patrick slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes to adjust to the bright sun, peaking through the curtains.

Patrick agreed that he would sleep on the couch last night. Now he was in your bed.

You watched as he stood up in his boxers, stretching his long body. His shirt rose a bit and you saw a happy trial. His stomach was very skinny, very flat. You blushed, "Go- like now" You pressed.

Pushing Patrick out of the room, he chuckled and jumped onto the couch. "Now can I sleep?" Patrick yawned. You nodded your head, you walked away to avoid his body.

You got back into your bedroom to see Henry just now waking up. You giggled, and he flipped you off. "Is Patrick still here?" Henry moaned while stretching his arms. "Yeah, he's still on the couch," You said, though it wasn't a complete lie.

Henry groaned, He stood up and walked over to a pile of clothes. Grabbing a pair of pants that were thin enough for the hot weather. He usually would just walk around in his underwear. Since Patrick was here he didn't want to get teased.

"If you want to see Patrick peaceful. Go check out the couch" You mentioned. Pointing to the living room while, looking through the bags of clothes Patrick bought you.

Finding a pair of Jean shorts, with a white long sleeve that clings onto your body. You changed into them once Henry went to the living room.

You went to the living room to see Henry hovering over Patrick. Patrick randomly screamed, and Henry jumped a bit. Making you and Patrick laugh. Henry smacked the back of Patrick's head.

"Want to fuck with Hanscom today?" Henry asked Patrick, Patrick searched for his pants. You scoffed "He's just a weak kid. You've never picked on anyone your size" You grilled.

Patrick finally found his pants and put them on. "It's none of your fuckin' business" Henry barked, Henry sat on the couch beside Patrick.

"Can I come? I have nothing to do, unless you want me to hang out with Richie..." You waited for a response. "Fine. Don't be all pissy when something doesn't go your way" Henry consented.

Patrick stood up. "How about we go to the quarry? It's hot today" Patrick shrugged. Searching his pockets for a pack of cigarettes.

"(Y/n)! Go call Belch and Vic" Henry probed. You sighed, "Whatever, I'm still coming" You obliged.

2

Henry, Patrick, Belch, Victor, and you, all stood at the quarry. Awkwardly, still clothed.

"Fuck this" Vic howled, tearing his shirt off, then his pants. Slowly everyone else began to strip down to undergarments. You folded your clothes and put them beside your backpack.