Sleepover with the Bowers gang

Just say it was a girl. Don't bring me up!

After a while, drinking and playing games got boring for the boys so they decided to put on a movie. 

They all sat on the floor near each other as the movie played. They had popcorn, soda, candy, and a nice area with pillows and blankets set up.

The movie was more on the sad side and had some scenes that brought back thoughts of Butch. Henry promised himself that the only person he would let see him cry was Victor, though if he was honest, he didn't want to cry in front of Vic either. 

"I'm going to take a shower." Henry said very softly, you almost couldn't hear him. And Belch didn't until Victor said something. 

Henry got undressed and put his clothes under a folded towel on the toilet lid. He got in the shower and started washing his hair, thinking about other things. As his mind wandered away, far from reality, his mind suddenly snapped back when he felt arms snake around his waist and a chin on his shoulder. Henry tensed up. 

He turned around to see Patrick resting there, naked as well. Henry blushed and quite honestly enjoyed the physical contact but pushed Patrick away anyway. 

"What the fuck are you doing?!"

"Comforting you?"

"The fuck you mean comforting me!!? You just- uh- spawned behind me!" 

Patrick laughed, "I know i'm a bit crazy but I can't teleport sweetie." 

"Whatever. What are you doing in here?" 

"I told you. I'm comforting you. I could tell you were upset. You're real too so I have to make sure I protect you." Patrick smiled in his creepy way and hugged Henry, hands trailing down his back to grab his thighs. 

Henry wasn't sure what Patrick meant by "real too" but was too weirded out to ask or question anything at this point. 

Patrick hummed a random song and his hands ended up at Henry's hips. 

Henry looked into Patrick's pretty greenish brownish eyes. 

"You look like a wet rat when your hair gets wet." Henry said, breaking the silence and trying to get away from Patrick's grip. 

Patrick scoffed and stopped smiling. He looked at Henry like he was going to kiss him right then and there. 

"Patrick... Don't look at me like that. It's disgusting. I'm not into guys."

"Then why haven't you pushed me away yet? Or screamed at me? Or~ punched me?" Patrick smirked.

Henry stood there and opened his mouth, wanting to say something. Instead, he felt a pair of lips on his own, Patrick's tongue sliding into his mouth. 

Henry had been with a lot of girls but no one had ever tasted this good before. 

Henry eventually eased into the kiss and started sucking on his tongue, arms wrapped around his neck. 

"I'm kissing Patrick Hockstetter. A guy... wait... I'm kissing a guy. If my old man found out about this he literally murder me." Henry thought. 

Henry pushed away from Patrick and took a deep breath. "Pat- I can't-" 

All of a sudden, Patrick started kissing and biting at his neck, leaving very visible hickeys. 

Henry wanted him to stop but it felt so good he didn't stop him, until he started thinking of different possibilities of what his father could do to him. 

Henry took his arms away from Patrick, and punched Patrick in the jaw. Patrick went backwards and almost fell on the floor. 

"Oh- come on sweetie. You taste so good!" Patrick whined, wrapping his arms around Henry's waist and kissing him again. 

"Patrick stop. You won't see me ever again if this keeps up. My dad will beat me to death if he finds out." 

"Just say it was a girl. Don't bring me up!" Patrick smiled, looking at the hickeys, and actually looked half-way innocent for once. 

Henry thought about his idea for a moment before grabbing Patrick's face and smashing their lips together. 

"Atta boy" Patrick said just before shoving his tongue into Henry's mouth.  

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I'm sorry it's taking me forever to write the last two parts -_- 

I hope you have a good day/night 😘