Andy and Joe came back the next morning. I was lying in my bunk "sleeping". Pete was out on the couch watching TV.
"Hey," I heard Andy greet him.
"Hey."
"Where's Patrick?" Joe asked.
Someone sat down on the couch, I wasn't looking so I couldn't tell who.
"He's sleeping."
There was a silence and I was tempted to get up. We had an awards thing to go to in a couple of hours. Of course, the guys wouldn't get ready until the last moment.
"So," Andy coughed. "Did he calm down?"
"Yeah, I'd say so."
Yeah, after Pete and I had sex.
"Does that mean the tornado warning is over?"
Now I was a tornado? Was I just a ticking time bomb to them? Yesterday is the only time I've ever really gotten mad around them. Well, there was the time I punched Pete in the face but that was pre-hiatus.
"Yeah, he's fine."
"Have you been on twitter, Pete?" Joe asked.
"No, why?"
"There's a lot of comments about last night's performance." He started laughing, "they're really inappropriate and most concern Patrick masturbating."
I felt my face warm up. I wasn't going to hear the end of this.
"Really?" Pete didn't sound too interested. Maybe he was thinking about what we did last night.
I was so embarrassed afterwards, I couldn't even talk to him. He's the first person to actually see me naked and I felt vulnerable.
"Yeah, a few of them are like 'I wanted to be the friction in Patrick's jeans but apparently he's his own friction'." He laughed again.
I heard Andy snort.
Okay, that's enough. I got up and grabbed some clothes. I think Joe figured out that I could hear him because when I glanced their way, he stopped talking and didn't look at me.
I went into the bathroom and started the shower. It drowned out their voices and I was glad I couldn't hear them.
I got in the shower and noticed all of the marks Pete left on me. A few hickeys and bite marks, bruises from where he gripped me with his hands.. I shuddered and wanted them to wash away.
Last night was wonderful, but I don't think I like the after affects of having a dick in my ass. I was sore all over.
I shampooed my hair and washed myself. After rinsing my hair out, I turned the shower off and went to dry off.
I put my clothes on as fast as I could, I don't really like being naked. It just felt awkward and too breezy.
After my skin was covered up, I went out of the bathroom. Of course, I'd only brought my underwear, pants, undershirt, and a white button up in there. So now I had to finish dressing outside the bathroom.
I buttoned my shirt up a little bit before searching for my tie. I really didn't want to go to this awards thing but the guys did.
"Hey, Patrick." Joe called from the couch. "Come here for a second."
I sighed and draped my tie over my shoulders. I probably looked like a train wreck.
"What?" I buttoned my shirt the rest of the way as I went out from the bunk area.
"Did you and Pete fuck?"
I froze and looked from him to Pete. Did he really tell them?! He shrugged at me.
I set my jaw and turned to go back to the bunks. "Jackass," I muttered.
"Patrick.." Pete got up.
"Holy shit, they did.." Joe was shocked.
I went past the bunks to the practice area. Trying to concentrate on getting my dumb tie right.
"Patrick," Pete came over to me.
The other guys had gotten up to see what would happen.
"You told them?" I accused and tried not to cry.
"Andy knew what I was doing and he just wondered how far we went. Then of course, Joe didn't believe me so he called you out there."
I got too frustrated and gave up on my tie. Great. Cry, Patrick. Because that doesn't seem like a wimpy thing to do.
Pete wiped a tear from my cheek and started fixing my tie. "I'm sorry."
He sounded sincere.
When he was done with my tie, he started tucking my shirt into my pants. I just let him. I don't care that Andy and Joe were right there, because apparently, neither did Pete. When he tucked in the front of my shirt, his hand lingered and he gave me a small smirk.
"Do you forgive me?" He leaned close.
I took in a shaky breath, "yeah."
He smiled and kissed me. So, it wasn't just a one night thing?
"Oh, I see it now, Andy," Joe said. "They are cute together."

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Accepted (Peterick)
FanficIt all started that night on stage. Our boss told me to get the crowd exited. Well, he was a bit more specific than that. But no matter how embarrassing that was, it was worth it, because Pete came to me afterwards.