Candlelight ; Peterick/Geetrick

11; Dance, Dance

'Why don't you show me a little bit of spine you've been saving for his mattress, love?'

I blink at the sight of Pete in a muscle tee. Gosh, of all days, he picks today. Tattoos give me feelings. Especially the ones on Pete.

"Are you serious about that?" I ask when he showed me the bat skull heart tattoo just down his navel. I prevent myself from tackling him and lick that tattoo.

Who wouldn't want to lick that tattoo?

Ahem, obviously not me.

Pete shrugs, "Yeah. Why?"

"Nothing."

I go to the kitchen and drink some water. I receive a text from Joe saying he's going to bring Andy with him in case Pete pisses him off. Andy can punch you in the face and it'll put you into a coma for 5 years. Imagine that happening.

Pete comes over to me and hugs me from behind. "I'm scared."

"Don't be." I giggle, "Andy's harmless... Joe isn't. Eh, they're both dangerous to be with. Just don't get on Andy's bad side."

"Okay." He smiles warmly, kissing the side of my head.

I remember something he said earlier. "Are you really gonna let me bang you after this?"

"Yeah, if I don't die." He sticks out his tongue.

Actually, if Pete and I are going to do it, it'll be my first time. So, I'm kind of scared. I mean, I've had a fair share of porn but you know.

The doorbell rings before I even get the chance to say something. Pete winks at me, then he pushes me out of the kitchen to answer the door. I open the door to reveal a smirking Joe and... well, calm Andy. Which is 200% of the time.

"You should've just barged in like you always do." I snarkily say.

Joe ruffles my hair and it ploffph. "That would be rude, Patty-cutie. So, where's the asshole?"

Andy points Pete, who's hiding behind the bookshelf. "Who the fuck are you?"

"Who the fuck are you?" Pete sasses back. I think I've seen this before.

"I asked you first."

"I asked you second!"

"Pete, get your ass over here." I order, and he hesitantly walks over to us.

"Hi." Is all he say.

Joe isn't taking any of it. "Oh, don't go and 'hi' me! Do you know how much of a douche you are, you son of a bitch? No one hurts my best friend and gets away with it! So I suggest you go take a stroll back to where STD-infested, 20 dollar motel you came from or I'll open a can whoopbutt on you. And when I said butt, I mean ass, which is where I'm going to fuck you in 'til you die."

I facepalm. "Joe."

"Yeah?"

"Shut the fuck up."

Andy chuckles, "He does curse now. I thought Joe made it up."

Pete looks like he is about to cry, so I hold his hand and squeezes it a couple of times. "He gets it, Troh. We made up last night."

"So, we won't be beating him into a pulp?" Joe shakes his head.

"You forgave him?" Andy asks.

I nod, "I like him too much."

"Same with Joe." Andy pats my back and mumbles, "He's an idiot but I love him."

"Face it, he's your idiot." I smile, earning looks from Joe and Pete.

"What're you guys talking about?" Joe pulls Andy away from me.

Andy kisses his nose and says, "How cute you are."

"Okay, cool. I made lunch. Let's eat before you guys have sex on my couch." I lead them to the dining area and we start to dig in. I made some bacon panini and cheese steak. As for Andy, I cooked up some Vietnamese stir fry veggies.

Joe perks up in the middle of eating. "Tell me about yourself, Pete. I already know you're Patrick's soulmate, you're rich, and you're a dick."

I sigh in annoyance. Pete smiles at him. "There's not much to tell since you already said the important ones."

"You confirm you're a dick." Andy snickers.

"Yep, you are what you eat as they say." He winks at me. I slump down my chair and try my best not to erupt into a blushing mess.

Joe laughs loudly, clasping a hand on my shoulder. "Okay, he wins. I like him. He makes you fluster."

"You guys are mean to me." I mooch, crossing my arms.

"We love you, though." My best friend assures.

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"Take care of Patrick, okay Pete? I'll let Andy beat you up if you treat him wrongly again." Joe points a mock-stern finger at Pete. He nods quickly, occasionally glances at Andy.

"Bye Joe, bye Andy! See you!" I push them out, not before Joe throws something at Pete.

He shouts, "Stay safe and bang him hard!" I slam the door to his face. Idiot.

I slide down the door and look up at Pete. "What did he at throw you?"

Pete chuckles and sits down beside me. "Condoms." He waves the three packets in front of my face. I widen my eyes. Holy smokes.

"Joe likes me, Patrick. You know what that means."

I can't help but smile widely, but it feels more of a smirk.

"I'll show you a little bit of spine I've been saving for my soulmate's mattress, love."

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