Candlelight ; Peterick/Geetrick

20; Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends (Pete's POV)

As much as I ship Dallkey, I'm also Brallon trash

... or just Dallon trash. I love that tall bean so much you have no idea

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'I keep you warm and won't ask you where you've been.'

Patrick's beginning to be a bit distant eversince my two nights with Peter happened. We still cuddle and do stuff together, he's just a little off when I squeeze his hand. Maybe he's just busy with work. He did mention he has a friend who's also a co-worker who needs help in her songs.

I know Patrick won't cheat with her. He's gay. He will never cheat on me.

Since he's not with me, here I am at Mikey's new apartment. He moved out of Way's to get a place alone with Dallon. He told me he needs privacy and Gee won't stop babbling about this Jason dude he's been seeing. Mikey's getting tired of it.

Brendon and I helped out setting their new place up, even if Brendon was slightly awkward whenever Dallon was near him. I can't blame him. He still likes the dude. Mikey said Gee was out with Jason again so he couldn't help out.

"Celebratory toast to us actually getting this done!" Mikey raises his beer can, and we all toast ours.

"Thanks for helping out guys. If you two weren't here, we'd be stuck with sitting on boxes and wrapped furniture for a week." Dallon chuckles, sipping on his beer.

I'm about to say a smart remark when Brendon perks up. "You're welcome. I mean, it's nothing. We can help anytime you need."

Whoa okay. That's not Brendon-like.

He quickly looks down, avoiding Dallon's gaze on him. Mikey doesn't seem to notice.

"Yeah! It's good to be out of Patrick's apartment for once." I let out a small sigh.

Mikey makes a face. "You already moved in with him or..."

"Ah, no. I just stay a lot in his place. I still have my own, though I only go there to check up on his candle or if Brenny here wants to have a little getaway from Ryro." I set down my beer can and places a hand on Brendon's shoulder, rubbing it a bit.

"Why? Aren't you in good terms with Ryan?" Dallon asks. Brendon turns red, shooting me a look, then smiles at the tall bean.

"We're just having a fall out, that's all. We'll fix it." He says quietly.

Mikey smiles slightly at him. "Hey, if you need somewhere else to crash in, our door is open. You're welcome here, Beebo."

"Thank you." Brendon replies.

I try to loosen the thick atmosphere with a small round of video games, then after a few hours Mikey being such a huge nerd and beating all of us in Mario Kart, Dallon suggests that we should stay for the night. Brendon's fine with it, but I don't want Patrick to be alone again.

"Text him. Tell him it's just one night." Mikey makes puppy eyes at me that's so cute, I can't afford to say no.

I sigh, pulling out my phone. "Fine."

*To: Pattycakes<3

hey babe r u gonna b ok w/o me tonite ?? D idiots want me to sleepover here*

He replies a few seconds later.

*From: Pattycakes<3

It's okay :) see you tomorrow! Love you!*

*To: Pattycakes<3

see u :)))) luv u too !!!*

"Okay, he says yes. What are we going to do?" I put my phone back into my pocket and look at all of them.

"Either get drunk or get high." Dallon smirks, earning a playful hit from Mikey.

"We get drunk and play video games."

Brendon shrugs, "I'm fine with that a hundred percent!"

"Alright! Bring out the blue label, Dally!"

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The next few hours were totally a blur. I can't think properly, must be because that alcohol Dallon gave us was too strong. I have high alcohol intolerance but that shit's gonna knock me out. I wobble from the living room to on of the spare bedroom upstairs, seeing Brendon sitting at the edge of it. He's just gazing at his shoes.

"Hey Brenny. What's up?" I sit down beside him.

He looks up with a nervous smile. "Pete. Um, I've been wanting to tell you this for a while now."

"Shoot it out, brother." I clasp my hands together, waiting for him to say something.

"Okay, I'm not sure if I was just blind or it's really him but... I saw Patrick with a guy last Friday? I was walking home and I passed by the movie theatre and I looked to my left and saw Patrick holding hands with this dude."

I furrow my brows. "What do you mean? Bren, I think you're mistaken. Patrick would never do that. He's not that kind of guy. He loves me."

"Look, Pete. I'm not trying to break you guys but I'm just saying. Maybe he only looks like Patrick but he has the exact same blond hair and blue eyes." Brendon bites his lip. "And that's not the worst part."

You mean you're accusing my boyfriend of cheating on me, and that's not the worst part? If any more bullshit comes out of Brendon's mouth, I'll punch his face.

"What's the worst part?"

He looks at me, then at his hands. "The guy is Gerard."

Gerard? What the fuck is going on?

"You're really mistaken, Brendon. Patrick would never want to be in the same air as Gee. That's probably that Jason guy. I mean, Mikey never mentioned what he looked like, right? And we can't ask him right now, they're having drunk sex on the couch." I say, shrugging.

"Hmmm. Maybe Gerard gave up on finding Patrick and just settled with someone who looks like him. That's fairly logical."

"Yeah."

I trust Patrick. He'll never do such as thing like cheating. Not at all.

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Sorry it's short like Patrick. The next one will be longer I promise :)

Thanks for reading! Love uu