A Series Of Patrick Stump Imagines

Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer- Well, Sort Of...

A/N: Excuse the long title, I was feeling very old FOB/Panic! Also, 13K reads? You guys freakin' rock!!!!

"Achoo!" I sneezed loudly, my eyes watering. I grabbed a tissue and blew my nose. The friction (in your jeans) from the tissue against the soft skin on my face was starting to cause a lot of pain. I unpaused The Big Bang Theory so I could continue enjoying how annoyingly rude Sheldon was being toward Penny as he tried teaching her what exactly physics was. (A/N: TBBT gives me life)

"Hi, honey, I'm home!" Patrick announced as he walked into our bedroom.

"Hi, 'Tricky," I said before sneezing for the millionth time. I blew my nose before continuing. "How was work?"

"It was good. We're almost done recording American Beauty/American Psycho. How are you?" he asked as he took off everything but his boxers and white t-shirt. He climbed into bed with me and kissed me

I paused The Big Bang Theory. "I've been so much better."

"Allergies?"

At the mention of them, I sneezed, then blew my nose. "Yeah. I hate spring so damn much."

Patrick wrapped his arm around me in a side hug. "I'm sorry, baby. I wish I could make them go away."

"Same. If you could take a break from making music and team up with scientists to figure out a formula to completely stop allergies, that'd be great."

Patrick laughed gently. "I would, but I know absolutely nothing about that kind of stuff. I'm afraid you're stuck with it for a while longer."

     "Why oh why must these horrible things exist?!" I whined, burying my face into his chest.

     "I don't know. Don't ask me. Ask Elton John. According to the fans, he's God."

     "Elton John is God," I agreed. "I shall blame this all on-" I pulled back and sneezed loudly. I blew my nose. "Fucking hell," I cursed. "My nose hurts from all this sneezing and all these tissues."

     "Your nose is red from it all," Patrick observed. "You're like Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer!"

     "Only Ruldoph's nose lights up, therefore it is way cooler than mine."

     Patrick kissed my forehead."You're my Rudolph."

     "Aww, thank you, 'Trick. You always know how to make me feel better."

     "You're welcome. C'mon, let's finish The Big Bang Theory."

     We stayed curled up on our bed, me sneezing every so often. Allergies suck, but Patrick was my side, which made it a shit ton better.

A/N: I am sufferig from allergies rn. PATRICK COME MAKE ME FEEL BETTER😭😭😭😭😭