Patrick Stump Imagines

63 - Halloweens and Costumes

👻👻👻 Happy Halloween 👻👻👻

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"Does this look good on me?" Patrick asked, tapping me on the shoulder. He's wearing his YBC costume. I heave a sigh and face palmed.

"Honey, you've worn that costume for three consecutive Halloween. Also, your hook tore my costume and scared some little kids." I replied.

"Does this mean...you do not approve?"

"I do not approve." I murmur.

"What do you want me to wear?"

I smirked and shrugged. "I don't know."

He scratched his head in confusion. "How about the red suit and those flashing devil horns?"

"Nope. You only wear that for me." I teased, going inside the room, scanning our closet.

"You're really unfair!" He suddenly said, I raised a brow at him. "You could do your own costumes, while you leave me confused on mine!"

"Say what?" I asked, pulling out the Ghostbusters coveralls that I modified for him, together with a "STUMP" name patch near the breast pocket.

I toss the costume at him and I saw how his eyes lighten. I pull out mine from the dresser.

"So, we're going as Ghostbusters this time?"

"Yeah." I said, fishing the proton packs that I made from under the table.

"Are you even real?" He asked as I pressed a button, lighting up the machine.

"Who said I do not make costumes for you?" I asked.

"Just kidding." He murmured, kissing my cheek. "I'll just get dressed."

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I pursed my lips as his coveralls are perfect fit for him. On the other hand, it seemed like he went back to his teenage years, he acts as if there was a ghost that needs to be eliminated.

"So what do you say?" I ask.

"It's...it's perfect!" He said. "A-and we're going as Ghostbusters today! I love you so much, Y/N!"

"Oh." I said and blushed. "I love you too, Stump." I said, reading the name patch.

"Let's light it up!" He said, opening the door for me.

And then, just as what he told me countless times, this is the perfect Halloween for him.

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