Fall Out Boy Imagines

Pref I: The Night After

Patrick: He would be gone by the time you're awake and at first you'd be hurt. You begin dressing yourself angrily, thinking it was more than a one night stand.

"Y/N," Patrick exclaimed. "Where are you going?"

He was clutching two plates of pancakes and you felt your cheeks heat up with embarrassment.

"Sorry. I thought you left or something."

"Babe," he sighed, kissing your cheek and placing the plates on the dresser, "you know I'm not like that."

"I do, I do." you grinned, picking the pancakes up again. "Let's eat, now, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, baby," he kissed you and grabbed his own plate and you two ate pancakes on the bed and talked about your plans for the day.

Joe: He woke up before you and spent most of his morning not even moving, just playing with your hair.

You were completely unaware, letting out small snores occasionally while laying your head on his chest. Somehow, after hours, you finally stirred.

"Hey," he smiled down at you, rubbing your shoulder.

"Hi," you smiled in return as he pressed a kiss to your lips.

"You wanna get some breakfast?"

"Sure," you grinned again. "Waffles?"

"Yes, of course," he assured you, getting up to dress himself.

Andy: You couldn't sleep after you woke up sporadically, heat bothering you. He had grabbed you by your waist and you had buried your head in his chest.

You absentmindedly began tracing his tattoos, careful not to wake him.

Around eight in the morning, his eyes fluttered open and he sleepily smiled down at you. You snuggled closer and he squeezed you, his eyes closing again. Him falling asleep again didn't mind you too much; you had so many more tattoos to gently trace.

Pete: You woke up before him and felt your tummy grumble. You decided to make some breakfast for yourself, slipping from his arms carefully, since he looked so adorable just sleeping there.

You grabbed his boxers and his dress shirt he wore on last night's date and tread down the stairs. The only thing he had was half a box of pancake mix, so you decided to make pancakes for that morning.

You were so caught up in dancing around and making them, you didn't realize somebody was coming down the stairs. Suddenly, that particular somebody curled his arms around your waist and kissed your neck.

"Finally awake, aren't we?" you teased. He didn't stop kissing your neck.

"Y/N," he whispered in a shaky voice, finally pausing from kissing your neck.

"Yes, babe?" You flipped the last pancake.

"Are those...are those my clothes?" he asked in the same uneasy tone.

You turned to face him. "It was just there and they smell like you. I'm sorry if-"

"No, don't apologize," he said, stepping back to look at you. "It's fucking sexy, Y/N."

He pulled you back into a heated kiss and you felt him smile against your lips.

"Ready for round two?"

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i'm terrible at writing these
anyway....
do you guys like imagines or preferences more? next one will be a patrick imagine so you guys can choose

my name is adelaide btw
you can call me addy
sh shut up don't talk about ahs now pls

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