Do You Still Love Me? // Peterick

3.

Pete stayed at Brendon's all night last night, he always seems to do that, causing Patrick to always worry, but Pete always comes back the next morning, drunk.

Just on cue, Patrick sees a car in front of his house, watching as Pete waves bye to Brendon as he slightly trips getting out of the car, drunk, Patrick thinks to himself. He watches as Brendon drives away, and he hears the front door open, he walks over to greet Pete. "Hey Pete, how was your night?"

"It's was grreeaat baabbbyy," Pete slurs, smiling.

"That's good, d-"

"Patrick baby wanna have seeexx?" Pete cuts Patrick off, smirking.

"P-Pete I uh, n-not while you're drunk."

"But whyy Pattyyy, it'll be funn."

"P-Pete you never want to when you're sober so I-I ju-" Patrick stops mid-sentence, feeling Pete's hand stroking his thigh.

"P-Pete," Patrick whispers, looking at Pete's hand.

"You know you want tooo," Pete says, his lips just inches from Patrick's, "it's been awhile hasn't it 'Trick? You must be so horny," Pete kisses Patrick.

As much as Patrick would love to have sex with Pete, he can't, not knowing Pete's drunk, because he knows he wouldn't want to if he was sober, and is a drunk yes always as consensual as a sober one?

"No Pete," Patrick whispers, gently pushing Pete away, "I can't."

"Why not?" Pete asks, walking up to Patrick once again.

"Because Pete, I know that you wouldn't want to when you're sober so just, if you really wanna, ask again when you're not drunk."

"But I don't want to. I wanna have sex now. I'm horny now."

"I'm sorry Pete.. but I can't," Patrick sighs, Pete always tries to have sex with him when he's drunk, he doesn't wanna say yes incase Pete ends up getting mad at him when he's sober, "just, have a glass of water Pete."

"Oh whatever, you'll have sex soometime," Pete says, walking to their kitchen, grabbing a glass of water.

Both Pete and Patrick sit at their kitchen table in silence for a bit, Patrick was fidgeting with his hands, and Pete was drinking his water while staring at Patrick, suddenly Pete sighs.

"Patrick I'm sorry for the way I've been acting lately," Pete tells him, Patrick looks at him wide-eyed, what's going on with him, he's usually angry when he's drunk, Patrick thinks to himself.

"W-what'd you mean?"

"Patrick you know what I mean."

"Why have you been like this?" Patrick whispers, barely audible.

Pete stared at him for a bit, he frowns, "I don't know Patrick," he sighs, "I'm going to bed."

"Wait Pete no."

"Goodnight Patrick," Pete says, beginning to walk upstairs to his room.

"Pete please, explain, you won't when you're sober."

Pete repeats himself, "goodnight Patrick."

Patrick sighs, mumbling a "goodnight" to Pete.

Great, Patrick thinks to himself, the one time Pete would tell me what's been going on, I can't even bring myself to push him to tell me, I just let him go upstairs. I fucking suck.

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A/N- This chapter was just cringe tbh.