Peterick One Shots

Kissing Santa Claus

*Hi! So I know not many of you will read these authors notes but this is my first story. Let me know if you have any recommendations or anything. I might do another one shots book or an actual continuous story for this or a different ship depending on the reactions to this. Thanks!

Patrick's P.O.V

I woke up and gripped the empty sheets beside me. Where was Pete? Wait a second, is that Frosty the Snowman playing? I grabbed my glasses and stumbled out of bed, placing them on my face. As I walked downstairs, I could hear the voice of Pete, my best friend(who I must admit, I have a small, okay maybe a HUGE crush on) singing Christmas music loudly and off key. Leaning against the doorframe of the living room, I had to bite my lip from laughing at the sight before me. Pete dancing in a Santa hat, decorating the fireplace, Joe trying to put the angel on the tree(and just barely doing so, as he was standing on his tip toes) and Andy dancing very similarly to Pete and wearing reindeer antlers. Just then, they all burst out singing at the top of their lungs "FIVE GOLDEN RINGS" and I couldn't help it anymore, I burst out laughing. The three turned to face me. "He lives", said Andy. "Yeah we thought you'd sleep the day away", added Andy, now resting his head on Joe's shoulder. "Morning Pattycakes", Pete said as he hugged me. "Hey Petey. Morning guys" I said with a little wave. Pete pressed a kiss to my cheek, making me turn a light shade of pink. "I ship it. Can I come to the wedding?", Andy asked. Joe chuckled and placed an arm around his boyfriend's waist. "Andy, they aren't even dating."
"Yet. The key word is yet Trohman"
Joe shook his head, laughing. I shipped them a lot. Luckily for me, Trohley is real. "Yes, you guys can both come to the wedding", Pete said, a smirk evident in his tone as I blushed a deep pink. I playfully punched him in the arm. He just shrugged. "JOE LOOK AT WHERE THEY'RE STANDING!!!! OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OTP OTP!!!!!" I heard Andy say bouncing up and down. Joe smirked. "Well, well, well. You might want to look up, you two". I looked at Pete who shrugged, and we both looked up slowly. I felt my face heat up. Oh. My. God. I'm standing under the mistletoe with none other than Pete Wentz, the man I've had a crush on since I laid eyes on him. I turned to face him. "I, uh, well...", I stammered. I looked into those hot whiskey eyes that I loved so dearly. I felt him lean in slowly and pull me closer to him. The butterflies in my stomach we're going crazy. Our lips connected and we shared a long, passionate kiss. When we broke the kiss, I blushed and looked at the ground. I looked to Joe and Andy, who were staring at us with wide eyes. I cleared my throat, snapping them out of it. "Close your mouth Andy, you'll attract flies", I said with a giggle at my friends' reactions. I felt a hand lace into mine. I looked up at Pete who simply said, "I love you 'Trick. Merry Christmas Eve" and placed his Santa hat on my head. "Cutest Santa I've ever seen", he mumbled only loud enough for me to understand. I blushed. "You haven't looked in a mirror have you", I said. Pete's face lit up like Rudolph's nose. "Yes but I come nowhere close to you". I rolled my eyes. Needless to say, I enjoyed that Christmas Eve very much with my friends and new boyfriend.

*So I realize that was horrible. I'm half awake right now though. I'll try to make them better in the future. Thanks for reading this!