Joetrick Oneshots

Online (part 1/3)

(let me just say: long distance relationships suck ass)
word count: 669

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love
ləv/
noun
1.
an intense feeling of deep affection.

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joe: god i want to meet you so bad, trick

patrick: :'-( it's too early for feelings babe

joe: you don't understand. i want to be able to walk to your house everyday and be gay together

patrick: honey just wait a couple of years and maybe you won't even need to walk to my house because we'll be living together

joe: god

joe: i love you, trick

patrick's heart leaped when he read the message. this was a huge step in their relationship.
most couples, well, they always rush things.

"i love you" is thrown around way too early among teen relationships. especially in online ones.
that's why when joe said those three simple words, patrick for once in his life didn't know how to respond to his loving boyfriend.

patrick did have an intense feeling of deep affection for joe. he did love him. but, damn, why was it so hard for patrick to type out "i love you too"?

patrick thought as quick as lightning striking a tree.

patrick: skype me

joe: okay hold on i'm not wearing shorts

patrick: i don't mind that

joe: kys

patrick chuckled as he accepted joe's incoming call a couple minutes later.

the second joe's adorable face was shown on patrick's phone screen, patrick instantly smiled.

"so, why the skype call and not just text, huh?" joe asked patrick, a slight waver in his voice could be heard.

"there's, uh, something i have to say," patrick said.
"bring it on. i have nothing to lose anyways," joe replied, lying obviously.

patrick took a deep breath and said:
"joe fucking trohman, where do i begin? oh yeah, i'll start with the day you first messaged my crusty ass. why? just why? me, of all people? my account was literally shit! what made me so interesting to you? i don't know. and, honestly, i don't want to know. all that matters is that you, for some miraculous reason, found me. i honest to god don't know where i'd be right now. i'd most likely be dead. you know that? i hated myself and my life so much, and then you came along. you've made me so happy, so incredibly happy. so, to respond to your text earlier, i love you too. i love you so much; you probably wouldn't understand. i couldn't just text this to you, oh no. i have to tell you to your face. that's uh all i wanted to say," patrick rushed out, quite relieved that he managed to say all of that without wanting to throw up.

joe was crying. joe trohman had tears streaming down his cheeks because of how incredibly ecstatic he was. he was, to be blunt, just as happy as patrick seemed to be.

"oh god. i'm sorry; don't cry!" patrick said almost too loudly. patrick wished he could hug joe right then and there. 'he deserves the world,' he thought.

"no no, i'm fine, really," joe finally said after the waterworks were done. "i just- i love you so much, patrick," he continued.
"well," patrick utterly happily, "you know how i feel."

they both smiled at each other for a while. everything seemed at peace.

"you know," joe stated, "we have to meet up one day."
"yeah. we definitely will. but, you know, illinois and florida are pretty far away," patrick said sadly.
"tell me something i don't know," joe stated.

"fuck. it's getting late," patrick said while looking at the clock which read 3:13am, "we should go to bed and talk about this later in the morning."

"i agree. well, uh, i love you a lot, patrick. goodnight," joe replied quietly.
"i love you too, trohman. and, technically it'd be 'good morning'," patrick said lightly.
"shut up," joe said.

they both hung up the call and were more relieved and relaxed than ever. closing their eyes, they fell asleep.