Patrick Stump Imagines

60 - I Melt With You

"Uh, hey guys, we're 'bout to take some picture. Where's Patrick?" The groom asked as he wondered where the band's vocalist is.

"Patrick had too much of the chocolates...probably having a me-time in the comfort room." You said, earning stiffled laughters from his band mates and their ladies. But really, it wasn't. Patrick taught you how to lie, just for once. Whenever you ask him why, he'll answer with, "just so you wait, baby" or "please do it, okay?".

You were picking on the fruits at the buffet table when your phone vibrated in your purse. It was Patrick and he said:

*Comfort Room near the golf course; cubicle three ;)*

Just as he said, you immediately went where he was.

Meanwhile, what you didn't know was he planned something for you. It may sound crazy, but he wasn't really in the comfort room. Instead, he went back to their table.

"Guys, just like what we planned." Patrick said, panting. "Took me time to find out a way without being seen."

"Alright." Pete said, turning to Meagan. "Sorry babe, but can we give them this place for a while?"

"Sure. Anything for the two of you." Meagan said to Patrick.

"Andy," Patrick muttered, feeling nervous as always.

"The door, yes I get it."

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Since you cannot find your boyfriend, and stuck in the line, you couldn't feel but be pissed.

"Oh, why?" A lady said, opening the door. Ladies gathered around the door, trying to open it, when it was your turn to use.

As you finished, they finally opened the door and if you weren't mistaken, you saw Andy, who, on the other hand, gave you a paper and ran back.

"Follow the rose petals, baby ;) -Patrick"

You rolled your eyes. What would happen when you reached the end of the rose petals? But anyways, you  followed them.

You stopped walking, seeing a stand where there are pictures of you and him. It made you feel overwhelemed and happy, seeing how you and him looked like a few years ago.

The more you followed the petals, the more stand of pictures you've seen and it now made you teary-eyed, as your mind recollects what happened as you and him took the picture.

You stopped on one stand as you found pictures that were secretly taken--you with a burrito, with the boys, you making his eyebrows, you wearing his fedoras and much more.

And then, there's this stand. It was when Pete and Meagan hired a photographer for their pre-nuptial photos, but Pete was late to arrive. Just not to bore the photographer, the two of you took the spotlight for a while.

The petals finally ended on the closed doors of the reception. There are no people as you looked around. When the doors opened, you finally saw where your boyfriend is, starting to play with his friends.

"Moving forward using all my breath,

Me and friends with you was never second best

And I saw the world crashing all around your face,

Never really knowing it was always mesh and lace." He started, and you saw him turning red in embarassment or something.

You walk inside the room, trying not to be emotional.

"I'll stop the world and melt with you..." Patrick stopped singing. "Y/N loved this song from Sky High. You know the Hogwarts for Avengers?" He said and you smiled. How could you forget that movie?

"You know guys, I asked what she wanted for her birthday. She said that she wanted a simple celebration with our friends and family. So, here you go, Y/N." You gasped as your family and friends popped out nowhere, surprising you.

And now, it made you cry.

"I would like to thank my best friends, especially Pete, who let me gate crash his wedding reception."

Pete turned to Patrick. "Don't worry Patrick. We always got you."

"Thanks Pete," Patrick said, making the guests laugh. You watched as he took off his guitar, as well as the microphone right in front him.

"I really thought this plan would fail, because I told them..." He said, looking at his best friends. "...and you know how we all have trust issues." You chuckle, wiping your tears. "I would like to thank your parents and mine, of course."

"You're always welcome, Patrick." Your mom shouted, wrapping an arm around you.

"Umm...go on Mrs. Y/LN, please tell her what I wanted to do." Your boyfriend said, smiling.

"Patrick wants to...marry you." Your mother said, making you shed more tears.

"Is that why you asked me what I thought of it?" You asked.

Your mother nodded.

"Just like what she said, marriage is when you woke up with your partner and not caring having pancakes at eleven." Patrick chuckled. "A while ago, you caught the bouquet and I saw you and said that this is a coincidence because you're getting married next."

The guests heaved "oohs" and applauds. Patrick returns the microphone on the stand. He, then, walks to you, making you calm down. He wiped your tears and kissed your forehead.

"Hey,"

"Why do you always make me cry?" You asked, heaving a chuckle from him.

He bent down on one knee and held your hand.

"Y/N, it's been um...a couple of years since we met. We shared a lot through our bests and worsts. I know you wouldn't forget that, just like your love for me. It took me weeks to realize the perks of having you...I will...uh....stop the world and want to melt with you. Will you marry me?" He opened a box and revealed a simple silver band with tiny diamonds around it.

"Yes, Patrick. I would love to stop the world and melt with you." You said between sobs.

He smiled, feeling overwhelmed as he fits the ring to your ring finger and kissing it afterwards. When he stood up, you wrapped your arms around him tightly.

"Everyone, this is how a Patrick Stump crash a wedding." Pete said. "Just like the plan, we encourage everyone to grab their partners and join us, Mr. And Mrs Wentz and the future Mr. And Mrs. Stump, on the dance floor."

And as couples join them, it felt that the world stopped as they were melting in each other's presence.