Fall Out Boy

Step 5: I Need To Run Dry

Patrick awoke, just a little dazed by the wine he had. He looked around to see the rest of his bottles gone, not being able to comprehend what would've happened. He stood up slowly, walking back out to see Pete in the kitchen, pouring himself a glass of milk.

"Hey, Pete." Patrick muttered, leaning on the doorway. Pete looked up, nearly overflowing his glass as he stared at Patrick's messy hair and clothes. He jerked the jug back up and closed the lid, pushing it back in the fridge.

"Hey, Patrick. How you feeling?" Pete asked, taking a sip of his milk. Patrick shrugged, walking over and slumping down next to Andy. Andy held up his hand and Patrick high-fived him.

"He's good Pete. He can high five me." Andy said half-minded. Pete nodded, grabbing a bagel and taking a bite. Patrick looked over at him, eyeing it.

"Bring me one, Pete." Patrick said, reaching his hand toward Pete. Pete nodded and grabbed another, about to toss it to him, then contemplating that was a bad idea. He walked over and handed it to him, watching as he nibbled at it.

"Trick?" Pete sighed, sitting next to him. Patrick hummed in response, glancing over at Pete. "I- drinking again....?" He asked. Patrick's eyes widened.

"Y-yeah.... I know, I need to dial it down." Patrick sighed, biting into his bagel again. Pete nodded, trying to find a better way to word it.

"You need to run dry," Pete said, "not on liquids in general, just from wine and whiskey and such." Patrick nodded, sinking back into the couch.

"Pete's right. You don't usually drink, Patrick. You alright?" Andy asked, finally looking away from the tv.

"Yeah, I just got a little carried away. I'll be fine." Patrick muttered. Pete tried to tell if he was upset or just tired. He decided to believe him, sitting back and enjoying his breakfast.

"Is it normal to be tired as fuck from a hangover?" Patrick asked. Now that he mentioned it, Patrick looked like he was gonna pass out. Pete put his hand on Patrick's shoulder and rubbed softly. Patrick sunk down deeper into sleep, this soothing him like a lullaby.

"He's been sleeping a lot- are you sure that's a good idea?" Andy whispered. Pete stopped as Patrick fell asleep.

"Too little too late, man." Pete said, watching Patrick's eyes shut slowly. Andy slapped Patrick's arm gently, getting a whine in response.

"Hey, Patrick, wake up, man. You've been sleeping too much lately." Andy said gently. Patrick whined again and shivered, rolling over to face Pete.

"He's cold, Andy." Pete whispered, grabbing a blanket and draping it over Patrick. Patrick grabbed it and cuddled into Pete with it. Pete smiled and hugged him, cradling him gently. Andy smiled, getting back into his tv show.

"Love you, Patrick." Pete said, closing his eyes too quickly too see Patrick's sleepy smile.

(AN: so sorry I've been inactive! I don't have my phone for a while there. Alright, and this is part 5/5! So enjoy!)