Full Of Love

My Rainy Day Activity

Patrick is terrified of thunderstorms, but hasn't told Pete yet. Now, he had no choice but to share his childish fear. (654 words)

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Yeah, yeah. I know. Another rain fanfic. Sorry, but as I said, I have pretty much no ideas. So here is a rain fanfic. It's fluffy, so whatever.

With a bang all the lights in my house shut off. There was a nasty thunderstorm settled around the town, determined to stay the night. I had never told Pete about my fear of thunderstorms, but I didn't have a choice now. I texted him, not caring about spelling mistakes, I needed my boyfriend by my side.

Me: 'Pete, can you ckme ovr now??'
Pete: 'Sure think 'Trick, what's wrong?'
Me: 'Oh, nkthign. Just missed yoi'
Pete: 'Well, I won't argue with you then, be over in a few :)'
Me: 'Ok, just llease hurry'
Pete: 'Don't worry, it'll be about 2 minutes'
Me: 'Good, love you'
Pete: 'Love you more'
Me: 'Not possible 😍'
Pete: 'Oh please, you couldn't love me more than I love you baby 😘'
Me: 'Ok, ok... see you soon?'
Pete: 'Duh'

He was right, it took about 2 minutes for him to get there, knocking on my door. I jumped up and stumbled through the dark to unlock the door.

When I did open the door, he engulfed me in a gigantic bear hug, making me feel all warm and fuzzy, but still a little scared.

"So, did you really just miss me, or is something wrong?" He asked, letting me go and closing the door.

I pondered on the thought of telling him of my fear, but I knew he would think I was acting like a 6-year-old, not a 26-year-old.

"No, I just missed me Peteypie." I smiled, hoping he couldn't see through the fake smile.

"Well, in that case..." He started, grinning that big cute and goofy 'Pete Wentz Smile™'.

He grabbed my hand and lead me to the couch, plopping us down and then grabbing the biggest blanket near us. Once he had wrapped us up, he rested his head on mine. It was comforting, but it still didn't take all the fear away.

And with a big BANG I found myself almost jumping out of my skin and whimpering into his shirt. He didn't say anything, just kissing my head repeatedly and rubbing my shoulders. After I calmed down, he cupped my chin and brought my head high enough so that I could see (the outline of) his eyes.

"Patty?" He whispered, drawing the word out. "Are you scared of thunderstorms?" His voice was so calming and peaceful, I forgot about everything, just for a second.

"Maybe...?" I answered, it sounding more like a question than my actual answer.

Without another word, he swooped me up, bridal style, and started walking.

"What are you doing??" I asked between laughs, half enjoying him carrying me around but half confused as to why.

"Well, you're scared, so I want to make you feel better!" He told me, matter-o-factly. I just giggled and relaxed into his chest as he kept walking around my house, not really caring where we were going.

Right as I was starting to feel better, a flash of lightning lit up the entire house for at least 3 seconds or longer. I knew what was coming, and gripped onto Pete's shirt, but he pushed me away to lock his lips with mine. Right as the thunder cracked. I didn't even flinch, I was too lost in the moment to care about such a silly fear.

"Better?" He muttered when we pulled away.

"Obviously." I laughed, kissing him again.

We kissed for what seemed like forever, but when we did pull away, he walked us back to couch and sat me down.

"Well, I think I found the best way to cure my fear. And it just so happened to be the love of my life, interesting." I said to no one in particular, but still looking at Pete.

"Well, I don't mind being your rainy day activity, because as I see it, I get to spend my day cheering up the love of my life. Nothing sounds more perfect."