Patrick's POV
"Peter, you scared me... I thought you would still be at the party. When did you get here?"
He shrugged, "I don't know, maybe one minute ago. I really haven't been here long. I was actually surprised you were not in here."
"Yeah well, I went out for a walk. The weather here is really humid, you know I'm not used to it."
"Yeah, I thought you would be. Actually I was thinking maybe we should move, somewhere just the two of us" he says embracing me in a hug.
I shook my head, "no, I'm fine. I don't like to interfere with your work... Or you not seeing your son-"
"My son... My son is almost old enough to live on his own. His doesn't need me, besides I want to dedicate my life to you now."
He kissed the side of my face, before pressing a kiss to my neck. "You know Patrick, I can't wait until our honeymoon..."
"Peter-"
"Don't say anything... I know you're not ready, but you know what I realized today?" he asked.
"What?"
"That if I ever lost you to anyone, that would be the end to me..."
"Don't say something like that!" I yelled, getting out of his grip.
"Relax, Patrick nothing of that is ever going to happen. You wouldn't hurt me, right?"
"If it's something I can control" I responded.
"See, I know you'll never do anything to hurt me... Or do anything that would make me hate you" he warped himself around me tightly, again. "Patrick... Please Promise me you won't ever leave me."
"Peter? Why are you talking about all this now? What's going on... Did something happen at the party?"
I was confused why he was saying all this. It scared me how fast he is capable of breaking down, because of me. This was the first time ever I seen him this bad. Thinking of what he might do tomorrow...
He shook his head, "nothing happened at the party... Please just ignore me."
"Peter, I don't want you to hurt yourself because of me. Anyone is lucky to have you-"
"I don't want anyone! I just want you, your love for me. Patrick when I got married all those other times I always had doubt. With you, I don't... And I'm sorry about spending so much time at work, that will change, just don't leave-"
"Peter, please calm down! You're going to alright..."
"Only if you're with me..." he says.
He was making everything so difficult. I don't like seeing him like this, I would have wanted to love him... If fact I actually thought I did. All those times, he said I love, I said it back with no problem. I thought I knew what love was with him, but it was just kindness and affection. I can't go back now, I need to tell him everything. Or else it would be a whole lot worse.
"I'm sorry, Peter... For not being the perfect guy you needed."
He chuckled, "You're right, you're even better, then perfect."
