「 Sweet Innocence 」Bowers gang

Valentines Special~ Patrick Hockstetter

Our love, My baby
I feel like I don't spell his name properly so please don't judge😂
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Words could not describe the confusion inside Patrick when he woke up with Y/n in his arms. Well he wasn't confused by her, he was confused by the fact today was Valentine's Day. His arm was gently rubbing small circles on her back, they weren't naked of course, Y/n was wearing sweatpants and her sports bra. Patrick just wore his bowers since it was getting rather hot. He knew it was 1:39 am and she wouldn't even be awake but love thoughts had clouded his brain. Many of them included getting Y/n a present to show he loved her, then realized that the idea was idiotic and too natural for the couple. He got angrier and angrier as he tried to think of something to do for the eventful day ahead. He eventually got a little to angry and accidentally scratched Y/n's back, making her flinch and wake up. She rubbed her eyes and moaned slightly.

"That hurt, what are you doing at 1:50 in the morning? You fucking dumbass." She asked as she rubbed the spot on her back he had scratched. He sat up and kissed her shoulder gently before pulling her onto his lap.

"I'm sorry princess, I was a little angry about something on my mind. I can make it up to you?" He asked as he kissed her lips lightly with a small smirk, she glared for a moment and kissed him back for a bit before moving to her original spot on his bed.

"I'm too tired, we can later in the day when I'm actually awake." She yawned and fell back asleep after a minute or two. He frowned and placed a small kiss on her back, the exact place where she scratched.
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When Y/n woke up, Patrick was gone and clothes were laid out for her. It was weird to say that this was a usual occurrence. She would sleep over at Patrick's only to find him gone in the morning and a set of fresh clothes he either; Stole, or already had. She never took any chances. She looked at the outfit and smiled. It was a black dress that had buttons from the waist to the neck, though it was meant to have at least three of the top buttons undone. It had a white belt that was supposed to help the top be a little more 'spacy', the last thing were white flip flops that had small black floral designs on them.

After getting dressed she took about 20 minutes to do her hair and makeup, decided her makeup should be a pinkish colour considering what day it was. She walked outside to see Patrick laying on the grass with a hat over his face. As if to block the blinding sun. She quietly sat in front of his head and lifted the hat. She placed a kiss on his lips and placed her hands on his cheeks as she pulled away. A usual smirk was on his face as he opened his eyes.

"Your such a beautiful princess." He bit his lip and twirled a little piece of her hair. She smiled, and let her fingers run through the black long locks of his.

"I wish." She joked and let him move so his head sat in her lap.

"What do you want to do today, Baby." He asked with a blank face, though she could easily see the hidden smile on his lips and in his eyes. She played with his hair as she thought.

"Well if you want, we can get ice cream, and possibly go find the bowers gang and make them jealous since we both know they're all still single?" She asked with a small laugh. He smirked and got up, slowly pulling her up and kissed her nose.

"That's my girl. Come on." He smirked as he interlaced their fingers together. They walked to the ice cream store hand in hand, and were surrounded in a comfortable silence. As soon as they walked in everybody froze in mostly fear and confusing.

Most people of Derry were shocked by the fact an infamous psychopath was able to find a very beautiful and warm hearted person. They never understood how the relationship worked, though they were also not the ones in it. Patrick slid a dollar over and told him their order as he clutched to his lover as if worried someone would take her. Though he only did that to show others she would not be single for a very long time.

Once they got ice cream they took a path to Henry's house, although this path was rather long.

"Is your shoulder ok?" He asked as he threw away the paper that went around his cone and ate the last bit, he unbuttoned a couple more buttons, enough where he would see the outline of her bra and pulled it at her shoulder.

"Yeah, I think it's fine. I mean it doesn't hurt." She shrugged and let his look. He usually liked to tease her and undress her somehow so she was used to his random acts. He let his fingers graze over the small welt and he pulled the dress back and buttoned it back up.

"I'm glad I didn't hurt you too bad." He sighed and kissed her temple, he felt the smile pull at her soft lips.

"It's ok Patty, I've had worse." She smiled and gently grabbed his hand and kept walking.

As they walked into Henry's yard they found the three boys all sitting in chairs and drinking beer, that was probably stolen from his dad.

"Can I have one?" Patrick asked as he sat down beside Henry and pulled Y/n into his lap.

"Wow, y/n still has to match you somehow I see." Belch smiled and y/n smiled, now just noticing he was wearing his black button up shirt.

"That was actually unplanned for." Patrick shrugged, Henry glared, Victor rolled his eyes and belch smiled at the couple.
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The day was almost over. After making the boys cringe, and almost having to beat up Henry. The two walked home in the dark light. Y/n was tired since Patrick had made it a big deal to play many games during the day. Many games involved hiding, running, and kissing.

"Did you have fun?" Patrick asked as he turned his gaze to Y/n who looked awfully pretty in the moonlight. She smiled and nodded.

"I always have fun with you, but today was maybe one that I'll remember most." She laughed slightly and walked into his house with him.

They changed into what they wore the night before and climbed into bed.

Patrick kissed her nose as she hugged him, they stared around the room until Y/n had fallen asleep and the only thought that claimed Patrick's mind was; We both had fun, and we didn't need sex to do that. It's our love, my baby.