Dick Pics (Peterick) **REWRITTEN**

12

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CH. 12 -- PATRICK

Even though Spencer and I are a little late to the team dinner, no one mentions it. We both take our seats, mine by Pete, his by Brendon. I drink the water in my wine glass and sit back, waiting for Coach to make his way onto the stage.

I look over beside me and smile at Pete, who is already staring at me. He smiles quickly before looking away. Strange.

I look to my other side and find out that Kenny is there, chewing something. "What are you doing?" I whisper, and he hands me a pack of gum. I take a piece and pass the pack back, thanking him quietly, which earns me a wink.

"Hello, gentlemen. As you all know, we've won our series against Baylor for the first time in five years." Coach pauses for a second for us to get done cheering, a smile on his face. "So tonight, dinner is on me. Order what you'd like, they're giving me a pretty big bonus for beating the Bears. Have fun, guys, we start practice early tomorrow morning."

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom. Order me a salad with ranch." I say, and Pete nods. I walk towards the bathroom and go in, walking to the urinal. As I'm washing my hands afterwards, the door opens again, and Nick walks in.

"Hey." He says, walking up to me. I cock an eyebrow at him as I dry my hands off.

"Hi?" I say, but it comes out as more of a question. Nick simply smiles before pushing me back against the counter, lifting me up to sit on it. "Nick?" I try to ask, but before I can get his whole name out of my mouth, his mouth is attached to my neck, sucking a bruise.

My protests get lost in a moan as I tangle my hands in his hair, tipping my head back to let him gain more access. He pulls away, licking the spot he'd been sucking on before kissing me slowly, taking the gum from my mouth.

"You'll thank me later." Nick says, and he's out of the bathroom seconds later, stopping to fix his hair.

"What the fuck?" I ask myself. It takes a few moments for me to fully register what just happened, but when I do, I'm fucking pissed. Nick just gave me a hickey. Where everyone can see it. And he took my goddamn gum. Anyone that saw me chewing it is going to know exactly what happened when I go out there looking like this.

I lean into the mirror, fixing my hair and pulling my blazer together, buttoning the button in the middle. It helps a little, but anyone will still know what happened.

I sigh and clean my glasses before placing them back on the bridge of my nose and go back outside. Pete does a double take at my appearance, which gains the attention of a few others. By the time I sit down, everyone's seen the gigantic hickey on my neck.

I look down at my lap and scratch the back of my neck awkwardly, knowing all eyes are still on me. "What the hell?" Pete hisses, and I shrug my shoulders.

"I honestly don't know. Shit just happened." I say honestly, and he narrows his eyes at me and then at Nick before throwing his napkin down and going in the direction of the bathroom.

I sigh, not knowing why the fuck he even cares enough to be pissed that Nick did this to me. I have no problem with it, I just would like to know why Nick attacked me in the bathroom.

When Pete comes back, he looks less disheveled, a smile on his face when he actually sits down next to me. However, he turns his attention to Ray, who is sitting on the other side of him.

He's putting on an act in front of the team since I can't keep it in my pants. Technically, it's Nick that can't do that, but I'll keep my mouth shut for the time being.

I don't look back up until my plate is placed in front of me. All talking ceases for the first time since I came back to the table as we all begin to eat our expensive meals.

When I finish, I get up to leave, Spencer following me. "Come on, Stump. I'll walk you to your dorm." He says, and I nod. We go together, and I end up draping my blazer across his shoulders when he complains that he's cold. "You have a huge hickey on your neck, and Nick came back chewing the gum you left with. Care to explain?" Spencer asks as we walk, and I shrug.

"I honestly don't know. He basically attacked me and said, 'you'll thank me later.' Do you have any idea as to what he's talking about?" I ask, and Spencer hesitates for a moment before shaking his head. I narrow my eyes. "Don't lie to me. You hesitated."

"Probably trying to make someone jealous. That's all I can say. It seems we're at your dorm. Here's your jacket." Spencer tries to hand it to me, but I put my hand up, halting his movements.

"Keep it. It looks better on you anyways." I pull a blushing Spencer in for a hug before winking at him and knocking on my door.

"Goddammit, Stump, what did I tell you about leaving-cute boy, whoa." Dallon cuts himself off, leaning against the door frame. Spencer blushes again, and I shake my head at the two, scooting past Dallon to go to my side of the room.

Maybe something will come of the two of them. Some people deserve love, but I'm not obviously going to be one of those people if Nick has anything to do with it.

I sigh as I fall into bed, kicking off my shoes and crawling under the covers. After placing my glasses on my nightstand and plugging up my phone, I'm out like a light.

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