mistrust 💋 peterick

American Beauty/American Psycho

(an: we're all gay for Mikey Way)

It was now Saturday and Patrick was scared out of his mind, because tonight he knew what was going to happen.

And it scared the living shit out of him.

Tonight Pete was going to take him home, then the mission starts.

But tonight Patrick didn't have Joe in his ear, just incase Pete checks Patrick for bugs.

The club was busier than the night before, which was quite weird to Patrick. Surely Fridays should be the busiest?

Patrick had another routine planned, another Marina and The Diamonds song actually, and he had upped his outfit game.

He was wearing a white and pale pink sailors top, with a large pink bow on the front, accompanied by a pastel pink leather choker with a hollow heart in the centre and matching soft leather cuffs.

He was also wearing white lace panties underneath a sheer pink skirt that left nothing to the imagination (he was actually hoping this would make Pete mad, but he would never admit to that)

The final step was a pair of transparent combat boots with pastel pink frilly socks underneath, leaving the entirety of his legs exposed (which meant Patrick had had to shave which was a pain in the ass but was worth it).

Patrick looked pretty damn tasty.