The Navel Fic

It was the last show of summer tour.
Pete walks off stage to a locker room to take a shower and change his sweaty clothes. It has became his after-gig-routine.
Warm water is pouring all over his body, when he realizes that his clothes are still in the locker.
-Dammit.- says Pete out loud, while drying his skin with a towel, wondering if the rest of the band is still in the next room. It would be really embarrassing if they'd see him with only piece of fabric wrapped around his hips.
He slowly starts to open the door, first of all, checking if room is completely empty. Little sigh of relief leaves his mouth when he finds out he's alone.
Pete grabs bag that he left here earlier, heading back to the bathroom when suddenly he notices a bit of black fedora hiding behind one of the lockers.
-Patrick?- says Pete with high pitched voice.
-I... I was just... I...- he's trying to explain.
-DID YOU SEE ME NAKED!?! OH MY GOD, I'M GOING TO CRY.-his voice is still not normal, and it feels like it's not coming from his mouth.
-What? No! It was an accident, I swear. You still have your towel on!- Patrick screams for no reason, probably because Pete was screaming.
-Why would you do that to me?!
-Honey, I didn't mean to hurt you. I'd never do that, I'm sorry. I think I should go now...
-YES, YOU DEFINITELY SHOULD GO AWAY.
-Bye, and again, I'm so sorry.- Patrick is walking to the exit, but suddenly Pete grabs his hand.
-Wait...- his voice is normal now.
-W... What?- Patrick is looking into his eyes.
-I didn't wanted to shout at you, I should apologize now. There's just this part of me, and it's saying those bad things about people seeing me naked. I even had to go to a therapist last year, when you know, this whole leak of my nudes happened. I'm sorry for acting like that, but it's not my fault. Will you forgive me?- says black haired boy, staring deep into Patrick's eyes for a longer minute.
-Of course! Let's just pretend nothing happened, okay? I shouldn't be watching you while you're taking shower...
-But why?- Pete asks calmly, pushing away the other voice, so he wouldn't take control over him again.- Why were you watching me shower?
-I... I'm sorry.- blonde haired boy is nearly crying.
-You don't have to be sorry... Just tell me why? Do you... like me? If yes, then I'm totally okay with that. You're adorable.- Pete smiles at the thought of this cute little boy being attracted to him. It feels great.
-Oh, it's more complicated. I kind of... I like something about you a lot and it keeps me alive everyday. When I think about it, I'm smiling. Look.- now he's pointing at his own face.-You might think that I'm crazy. Like I said, it's more complicated than you think...
-Don't worry, Patty. You can tell me everything and I'll accept it, it's your feelings.
-I like your... bellybutton.- he finally says, looking down at his shoes.
-It's okay, I've heard of worse things... -Pete lifts the other boy's chin up. -There's nothing to be ashamed of.
-Thanks, I thought you'll hate me...
-Don't you ever think like this again. So... do you want to touch it or something?- Pete's smile now is taking over his whole face.
-I'M NOT A FUCKING DOG OR SOME SHIT FOR PEOPLE TO TOUCH ME. I'M STILL HERE IF YOU DON'T KNOW. YOU SHOULD ASK ME FIRST.- says the bellybutton.
-What the... Why... How? Why is it talking? Oh my god.
-Don't worry about him, Patty. He's always mad, as I said I even had to go to a therapist with him. He screams at innocent people. His name is Jake. I named him like this when I was 4 or something.
-Oh my god. I can't believe it.- Patrick grins.- Can I touch you, Jake?
-Okay, but not too long. I don't like it that much...
Shorter boy touches Jake and nearly moans, when he feels how hard is his erection already. He forgot about it when he and Jake started their argument earlier.
-It feels so great.- says Patrick.
-Thank you, I've grown it by myself.- Pete gives the shorter boy a proud look.
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It's fucked up :))
But it's not the end... *evil laugh*.