Torn (Brendon Urie x Reader / Patrick Stump x Reader)

7 / That Fedorable Gentleman

Y/N POV

     We ate our lunch and just hung out for the rest of the day. It's pretty great to be honest. I'm just glad that he's doing ok with the whole Sarah thing that just happened.

Next Day

       It's time to bake a cake, because tomorrow is (F/N)'s birthday! Ugh. I have to go to the store and buy something. Hopefully Patrick or Brendon will let me bake it at one of their house, since I do live with (F/N). I better text them. I text Brendon, but he never responds. I hope Patrick texts me back. 

Y - Hey Trick Can I come over to your house to bake a cake for (F/N)'s birthday

P - Of course you can. Can I help, too?

Y - Yeah I just have to pick up some things from the store

P - Ok! See you then!

     I grabbed my handy dandy little bag and went out to my car. I drive to the store, but I felt like I was forgetting something. Oh yeah! I gotta find a recipe without regular milk because their lactose intolerant and  vegan. I think I may know a recipe that doesn't use animal products. I'll look for it while I'm at the store. 

     I reach the store and get my phone out of my bag. Ok. Where was that recipe again? There it is! Ok, I'll be needing some flour, sugar (we're going down), coconut oil, baking soda, coconut sugar, vinegar, light cocoa powder, salt, vanilla extract, some vegan frosting, and food coloring. (A/N- yes, I actually typed in real ingredients to a real recipe) Ok cool. I got the list. Let's go inside the store finally. I enter the store and find all the ingredients with ease. I pay for my things and go over to Patrick's house.

      I get out of my car, grab the bags of items, and knock on Patrick's door.

      "Why didn't you let me help you with those bags?" Patrick asks.

      "No, really. I'm fine."

      "Here let me take some." He takes a few of the bags out of my hands. He's not wearing a fedora today. I wonder why.

      "Thanks, Patrick." He takes me to his kitchen, and we grab all the ingredients out of the bags. 

      "Ok (Y/N). What does the recipe say we do."

      "Just let me pull it up first, Trick."

      "Oh. Sorry."

       "Nah. It's fine." I get the recipe, and Patrick starts helping me make this cake. We finish the batter, and we can now put the batter into the tray. I grab a spoon and scoop some the the batter. I throw the batter at Patrick's face.

       "This is exactly why I'm not wearing my fedora today!"

       "Well lucky you, then."

       "Don't throw another one! We should probably fill the pans, then use the leftovers."

       "Oh yeah... I kinda forgot that this is for (F/N) and their birthday." We fill the pans and put them into the oven, but we end up eating the rest of the batter. I mean there's no eggs, so whats the problem. There was like a quarter of a cup left for both of us. I grab the frosting and food dye, so we can start on that. I see Patrick grab the frosting and scoop some frosting out.

      "Revenge!" He throws it, and it lands on my face. " Oh no! Did it get in your eyes? I'm sorry! I didn't mean t-"          

      "Hey Patrick. Don't worry I'm perfectly fine," I say while throwing some frosting back at him.

      "How dare you!" He says laughing. We somehow finish baking and decorating the cake, but of course, there was still food flying all over the kitchen. Surprisingly, it all landed on either Patrick or me. We must both have good aim. Wow. Never thought I would say that. " Thanks for letting me help with the cake," Patrick says after we cleaned up.

      " No problem Trick, but do you wanna go to another store with me, so I can find a last minute gift because I'm a great friend?"

     "I would love to. I just need to grab my wallet and phone." We grab our bags and walk to my car. I drive both of us to another store so I can buy (F/N)'s gift. They really like photography and vintage things. I think I have the perfect gift, and I'm pretty sure they surprisingly don't own one. We enter the store and I take Patrick to the camera section. I hope they sell Polaroids here. 

     "What are you looking for, anyway?" 

     "I'm looking for Polaroids. Can you help me look for some?" 

     "Of course I can." He is such a gentleman. He's so sweet and apologizes for anything he thinks he's done wrong.

     "Yeah. Thanks." I look on the shelves, and I finally find one. Yes! There's one left.

     "Patrick! I found one! You can come over here!"

     "Yay. Let's go over to the cash register." We walk to the cash registers, and he grabs my hand, but I don't mind. We get in line, but I quickly notice something. 

     "Shit," I murmur.

     " What's wrong?"

     " I forgot my wallet in the car. Can you please wait in line, while I get it?"

     "(Y/N). Just let me pay for it. I won't mind."

     "You are not paying for this. For I will use my own money." 

     "Ok. I am defeated." 

     I walk out and grab my wallet. I walk back into the store to see Patrick waiting for me with a bag smiling. "Patrick Stump! You did not just pay for that camera."

    "I just did. You're welcome."

    "Now I'm gonna have to say it's from both you and me!"

    "Oh no don't do that!" Patrick says jokingly.

    "Oh no I will!" We share a laugh and head to my place. We enter my house. Ok good (F/N)'s not here. I can print her card. I go to my computer and print the card. Patrick takes the  card and hands it to me.

    "Did you draw that?" Patrick asks. He must have noticed the watermark. 

    "Uhh... Yeah, I did." I don't know how to respond to that.

   "It's amazing! That's drawing is really good!"

   "Thanks... I've never really put my art out there."

   "You should! It's really great!"

   "Thank you Patrick. You are a real gentleman." Shit. Did I say that aloud. I think I did.

   " Thanks (Y/N), and you're a really great friend." Oh boy, I think I'm in love....with two guys, and I think they're both in love with me.

A/N - won't be updating this as much because I got school coming up and I got another story I'm working on it doesn't have a chapter out yet. It will soon. Also HOLY SHIT. 50 VIEWS. 50 VIEWS. THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR READING THIS PILE OF TRASH. I MEAN GARBAGE BECAUSE I AM TRASH.