What If Patrick... (Patrick Stump Imagines)

Red

It's 5 in the afternoon and you decided to walk around the subdivision.

The sky is clear from any clouds. Anytime from now, you'll be watching the sun slowly burn out the morning sky, leaving the sky in its darkest color.

You took out your camera and took pictures of whatever got your interest. May it be a caterpillar climbing on a thin green stem of a plant or a dog tied up in a fence or a little girl crying or an old woman staring outside the window blankly or a guy walking at the same side but at an opposite direction.

Shit shit shit you mentally cursed to yourself as you quickly and awkwardly put your camera down, holding it tightly in your hand.

Fück. Do you stop walking now or just laugh and speak an apology. Ugh why did you do that? But that wasn't expected. Besides his silhouette against the sunlight and the remarkable view of the vast sky behind him looked so beautiful. He looked beautiful.

"Hey, sir, um I'm sorry if I took a picture of you right in the face. I didn't realize. I was so caught up in the moment. You were just a beautiful view." You spoke really fast that you didn't realized the last sentence you said.

He just chuckled. "The name's Patrick. Don't have to call me sir. You're too polite. And regarding that picture, it's alright. I completely understand." He said.

You let out a sigh of relief. "Hi, I Patrick. I'm y/n and thank you. I wouldn't delete that anyway."

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You're now standing at the middle of the road where the sunset can be clearly seen. You set your camera in a time lapse and just stood there watching the sky turn to a wild and fiery orange red to pink and slowly dies down to the darkest shade of blue.

You smiled satisfyingly and pressed a button to stop the recording and turned your camera off.

As you turned around, you were surprised to see Patrick standing right in front of you.

"Whoa, I didn't see you're there." You said, trying to laugh your nerves off.

"Yeah sorry about that. I was just watching the sunset as well." He said.

"You also go here often?"

"Only when I'm trying to calm myself down." He replied, looking at the dark blue sky thoughtfully.

You hadn't moved an inch, afraid that you might trip or something. You simply do not trust your senses right now. There's something about him that makes you feel daring and honest. It's like he just ripped your clothes off and he's staring at your bare body.

His eyes are burning with so much passion. He's red.

If ever he gets close to you, you'll get warm or worse you'll completely melt into him.

You're blue and you're just like an empty cold room filled with so much memories.

"Patrick, how come I never see you here? We're in the same neighborhood. I'm just wondering." You asked out of nowhere. Besides you were curious too. You never see this guy. Or maybe you never notice this guy.

He let out a humourless chuckle. "Ouch. I really am that invisible. Sucks for a loser like me." He joked.

"Really? So you mean I don't just notice you? Oh gosh that is definitely rude." You said, laughing.

"That's all right. I think being invisible especially in your eyes is actually good so I can watch you all day." He said which kinda made you stop.

"That's creepy. You're making me want to call 911." You threatened, half-joking, half-serious.

He laughed as he put his hands up in mock surrender. "Whoa, I mean no harm, sweetheart." He said. "But I think it'd be cool if we can do this together like maybe everyday."

You raise a brow, impresses at how he smoothly makes his move. It's cute.

You just gave him a smile as you walk backwards. "Until then, Mr. Stump." You shouted as you waved an arm and turn around then took off in a run.

You left the guy confused yet his fire for you in a much rage than before. Maybe if you cross paths again, he wouldn't waste the chance to have you and drown you in his sea of fiery passion and desire until he's all you ever wanted and live for.

Only if your coldness won't put his fire out.