A Series Of Patrick Stump Imagines

Dance Dance Part 1

A/N: Fluffiness! I want to be asked to homecoming like this, so yeah...
I looked up from my homework as another clink sounded from my bedroom window. I got up and stood on the balcony. "Hello?"

     "Y/N! It's Patrick!"

     I looked across the street. There Patrick was with a roll of paper and a bouquet of flowers.

      "Look down, Y/N."

      I glanced down and gasped, noticing there were candles on our front lawn. They were lit. And they spelled out HOMECOMING?

      I went outside and ran across the street to where Patrick was down on one knee with a bouquet of multicolored roses and a sign that said:

JUST LIKE MICKEY WANTS MINNIE AND TIGGER WANTS POOH
I WANT TO GO TO HOMECOMIG WITH YOU

      "Aww, Patrick, this is so sweet!" I cooed.

      He looked up on me with a hopeful grin, that lovable dope. "Is that a yes?"

      "I tackled him with a hug and pressed my lips to his. He put down the sign and roses, and wrapped his arms around me, kissing me back. When we finally pulled away, we were out of air, were smiling at each other in the sweetest way, lovestruck way. I rested my forehead against his. "Yes, Patrick, I would love to go to homecoming with you."

A/N: Short, but this will had more parts so chill!