Help Me (Peterick AU) [COMPLETED]

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Patrick's POV

When I wake up Petes cuddled up at the end of my bed with a blanket around him as he plays on a phone. He sees me watching him and waves the phone at me with a giggle "Look Tricky, Dr Williams got us phones so we can still talk once you're released"

I crawl over to peer at what he's doing and see he's still trying to set it up so I wrap my arm around him and help him. When he manages to get everything in the right language he leans against me and kisses my cheek "Do you mind me coming to your room like this in the morning?"

Quickly I shake my head and nudge his shoulder with mine "I love it when you're here in the morning, it's a real nice sight to wake up to".

My favourite thing is how easily Pete blushes so I pull him close when he tries to turn away to hide his red cheeks. I kiss at his hot cheeks until he grabs my face between his hands to kiss me. We kiss until I'm breathless then Pete nuzzles at my neck "You're leaving tomorrow and that'll hurt more than anything so I want to spend the day together. I wanna spend today only with you then sleep with you tonight then have you drop me off at school before you go"

I'd never say no to that so I agree to spend every possible second with him before I have to leave him. Pete also asks me to help him put on the bracelet so I help him with that then admire his wrist. It was a good choice for his birthday and he seems to love wearing it just as much as I love seeing him in it.

We argue a little about what we're going to do today before Pete reaches under his bed for something. I'm too busy thinking about breakfast and wishing for pancakes until Pete waves a paper under me nose.

I grab the paper and look at it, feeling extremely conflicted when I see a sketch of myself asleep. The fact Pete drew this for me makes my heart feel full to burst but I never realised I look so ugly when I sleep. I like to consider myself to be decently attractive but this isn't really helping with the self confidence. It's obvious that Pete loves me from the soft way he drew me but I'm not nearly as happy with it. I'm asleep with my mouth wide open and my hair going crazy around me on the pillow which is not a good look.

I've spent lots of nights with Pete and I guess this is what he wakes up to. That's not such a nice thought because I like being confident and attractive for Pete and wanted him to see me that way. It's very cute that Pete chose to draw me over everyone else though and that he watches me when I'm with him.

Pete's watching me expectantly so I pull him in for a kiss then whisper "You're an amazing artist babe I'm so proud of you. I wish you could've made me look a bit better though, I'd rather you not have ugly pictures of me like this"

That makes Pete pout and smack my arm pretty hard "Shut up dumb bum, to me you're the most beautiful person on the planet, nothing I draw could change that. Plus I'd rather draw you like this than make you look like a perfect angel, you're my angel but it's too intimidating if you're perfect"

Pete's compliments are the sweetest thing in the world so I don't bother arguing anymore. I'm always able to find some stupid flaw in myself so as long as Pete likes how I look that's all that matters. I trust him more than anyone else and he's the only person whose opinion I truly care about.

We spend the rest of the day talking, cuddling, kissing and playing games which is way more fun than it should be. Everything I do with Pete seems to be 100 times better than doing it without him and I don't know how but I love it. Even as we crawl into Pete's bed together I feel so content like nothing in the world could ever ruin my happiness. I know there's gonna be some hard times very soon but as long as I have Pete I can handle it.