mistrust 💋 peterick

Prologue

Patrick looked through the the file in his hand with his mouth in a perfect 'O', confused out of his fucking mind.

His boss, Andy, was sitting across from him, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, tattoos on show. He was eyeing Patrick warily, unsure if he should have assigned him this case.

Patrick was shocked to say the least.  This case was of the upmost importance, Pete Wentz was one of the most notorious criminals in the US, and Patrick couldn't fathom why he had been assigned taking him down.

"S-Sir", Patrick stuttered, "I'm honoured to get this case...", he trailed off, leaving Andy to lean forward slightly.

"But?" Andy said, the question was in his voice.

"But, why was I assigned? I'm much less experienced than a lot of the agents here" Patrick gushed, blush rising across his cheeks. "I'm sure Ryan would be great for this case"

Andy looked at Patrick and sighed, wondering how someone with so little self-confidence got into this line of work.

It was a hard life, being a secret agent. But Patrick had always wanted to be one, ever since he was five years old.

To his parents, it was just a phase that Patrick would grow out of, but Patrick on the other hand, was dead serious.

His parents thought he was studying at Oxford University in the UK right now, it was his cover story ever since his applications.

Patrick had applied when he was eighteen and had been hired because of his acting skills and ability to perform well when under extreme pressure.

He had since then got trained professionally, learning how to use weapons and utilise his assets.

Patrick had got out of training a few months ago, and had only been on small cases like security at parties and lookout duty, so being handed the biggest case of his life so early in his career was lost on him.

"Most simply, you are his type. Blond, short... A bottom..." Andy said, causing Patrick's blush to crawl further up his cheeks.

Andy knew Patrick would be ready for this case with a bit of nudging, he just had to get him there.

Meanwhile Patrick's mouth was opening and closing like a goldfish. Andy was super sweet and usually soft spoken, but sometimes he can be brutally blunt and it had caught Patrick off guard.

"And he's your type to so you might not have to feign any attraction to him." Andy smirked leaning back in his chair and folding his arms, having caught Patrick's interest with his last comment.

Patrick went back to looking through the file now interested in what this Wentz looks like. When he found his picture he was not disappointed.

Now, trust me, Patrick isn't a superficial kind of guy who bases his relationships off of looks, but the guy on the paper made him want to cry.

Andy to, knew Patrick wasn't superficial and hoped that he wouldn't let Wentz's looks get in the way of his mission.

The photo was of Pete in a white button up and some black jeans, the nice kind, and a black tie. In the picture, Pete's sleeves were rolled up similarly to how Andy's were currently, showing off similar tattoo sleeves aswell.

Pete was walking down a street and looking off to the side nonchalantly, like a business man returning home from a dinner with his wife or husband.

It was extremely attractive to Patrick and he almost didn't want to take the case anymore because he had to look at that man every day.

Andy snapped his fingers infront of Patrick's face, breaking his train of thought. He looked around for a second before making eye contact with Andy.

"So, are you gonna take the case?" Andy asked, even though it wasn't a question. If Patrick turned this case down and someone else took it and finished it, he would be the laughing stock of every agent everywhere.

Patrick's mission wouldn't be to take Pete in, they didn't have enough evidence on him, he was to infiltrate his business and gain his trust whilst gathering evidence behind his back.

It was going to be a long game, could be anywhere from a few weeks to a few months, but Patrick was determined to prove himself.

Patrick summoned every ounce of confidence he could muster, slamming the file infront of him closed and placing it on the table.

"Of course, Sir."

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Next fic!

There is a severe lack of crime/mafia fics in general so I wanted to bring one to the party!

I don't write smut so there will be scenes where sex has happened but hasn't been written out, sorry!

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