The band Fall Out Boy was on tour. Patrick had been denying his feelings for Pete for a long time now. Every time they were in the same room there would be an awkward aura. Pete was starting to notice, but kept it to himself.
On the bus, Patrick was the first to fall asleep. Joe and Andy went and laid down in Joe's bunk (prolly to make out and stuff). Pete was the last up and decided he should go try to sleep. He just laid there, looking up at the ceiling. With Pete's bunk being above Patrick's it was easy to hear each other.
Pete heard Patrick murmuring and moaning in his sleep. Curious as to what the little whippersnapper could be dreaming about, he quietly got down and sat outside Pat's bunk.
"Oh, Pete," was the first thing that
Pete heard. He really wanted to know what he was dreaming about and why he was moaning his name. He shook Patrick a little, just enough to pull him from his dreams.
"Patrick, wake up," Patrick jumped back a little, not thinking Pete's face would be that close. "What are you dreaming about?" A panicked look came over Patrick's face as he tried to come up with an excuse.
"Uhmm uhhh well you see," Patrick stuttered for a response, but none came to mind. He just went for it,"Definitely not about you and me."
"Mmhhhmmm that's definitely not why you were moaning my name."
Pete sat on Patrick's bed and scooted up next to him.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Pete. Just go back to sleep."
"Well, you know I can make your dreams come to life right?" Pete smirked at a confused looking Patrick.
"What are you talking about Pete?" Patrick said, a small quiver to his voice.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about," Pete said, before grabbing Patrick's face and crashing their lips together. Patrick let out a small squeak of surprise before melting into the kiss.
This is something both had wanted to do for a long while. Neither of them had been brave enough to initiate anything though. They kept to themselves, even if that meant avoiding each other. But in this moment, Pete wished that he had done it sooner.
Because humans need a little thing called oxygen, they eventually broke apart. They were both breathing heavily after that little make out session. Patrick rested his forehead against Pete's.
"I love you, Pete. I'm sorry I've been to scared to say that. But I'm gonna say it now, I love you so fucking much," Patrick let out a small, breathy laugh.
Pete lifted Patrick's head and looked him in the eyes. "I love you too, Patrick. Words cannot express how I feel for you. I don't know why I've never told you this. But you mean the world to me," Pete stared lovingly into Patrick's eyes. Both were smiling like idiots. But they didn't care. In that moment it was just them.
Once again they leaned in, this time the kiss wasn't filled with passion. This kiss was filled with love, and they didn't care if Joe and Andy saw them. They didn't care if anyone saw them. They just cared that they both loved each other and could now be together.
Though nothing can last. They broke apart once again. Although for a different reason. Both looked at each other with disgusted faces.........Andy and Joe were doing the dirty. And they were not being quiet. At all.
