Patrick's POV
I blush as I remind myself I left my door unlocked on purpose. I don't know why I had a feeling he might drop in, but what do you know, now we're both in my trailer, me being only covered by a towel. Well I did manage to slip on a pair of boxers. It's kind of awkward, but I guess it's alright.
He bites his lip and I see a small smile come to his lips, which is super adorable. I feel my hand start to get sweaty and I realize I'm still holding Pete's hand after helping him stand up. I look down at our hands, quickly letting go and looking back up at him.
"Well, uh, I guess I'll let you get changed." He says, laughing nervously.
"NO!" I shout without even thinking. Pete looks at me with a funny expression and I quickly try to regain my thoughts. "I mean, uh, no, it's okay, you don't have to go, er, well..." I fumble with my words. Pete laughs at me slightly and my face turns hot again.
"Whatever's easiest for you." He laughs. I bite my lip, looking at just how attractive he is, and I can't hold it back. I grab his hand in mine and yank him forward against me, our faces colliding and I kiss him.
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A Hat And a Hook (Peterick)
FanfictionBehind the scenes of The Youngblood Chronicles, Patrick and Pete aren't vicious blood-covered murderers, in fact, they're quite the opposite...