Misunderstandings (Patrick Stump FanFiction)

Chapter 2

        Patrick stood there in one of his Soul Punk suits, holding a bouquet of stunning crimson red roses. My hands raised up to my mouth and I almost formed a puddle on the floor when he smiled. I saw him lay the roses down on the bed and instantly took the chance to run up and wrap him up as soon as he turned to face me. I almost regretted running when he stumbled backwards and almost fell down, but I mean, then I'd be on top of Patrick Stump. When he'd recovered from me ramming him, he wrapped his arms around me tight enough to make me feel like I was going to pop.

        “Hey sweetie.” He pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead and I immediately started crying. I missed these strong arms, the warmth of his body next to mine, his happiness pervading through the room whenever he walked in instantly making me happier no matter what the day contained. All the emotions hit me in one big hit and I started trembling a bit. Luckily I had him to support me or else I would've fallen to the floor.

        “I thought... you just... I missed you so much..” I finally stuttered out the five simple words in between shaky breaths and pulled away to look him in the eyes. I glanced down at his beautiful, plump pink lips and back up to his evergreen eyes. He smiled slightly and brushed his thumb across my cheek.

        “I missed you too, with all my heart..” He stuck his two fingers under my chin and lifted my face up so we looked at each other before he closed the gap between us. The kiss sent sparks throughout my whole body and my heart raced a hundred miles a minute. It felt just like our first kiss did.

        He pulled away and I almost let out a slight whimper at the loss of the connection. I placed my hands on and pushed my head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart while we stood there in each others arms. We stood there for the longest time just enjoying the others company until I finally spoke up.

        “I thought you guys weren't supposed to get in for another two days?” I let out a faint sniffle and took my hands from his chest to wrap my arms around him again. He played with my hair a bit as I spoke and I couldn't help but press further into his chest. Whenever I took a breath in, I picked up the scent of his cologne and holy damn did it smell good. I inhaled deeply and finally started breathing at a normal pace. He sat down on the bed and held his arms open for me to join. I crawled up so I sat in his lap being cradled by his arms.

        “Well,” He started talking and trailed off for a second to turn me around so I was sitting in his lap facing the mirror on our dresser. He wrapped his arms around my waist and smiled at me through the mirror, “for one, I wouldn't miss our anniversary for anything. And two, I missed you too much to spend another day away from you.” He kissed my cheek and nuzzled his head into my shoulder. I felt my face getting red. He really missed me that much that he'd come home early? I felt him put tiny kisses on my neck and started giggling.

        “That tickles Tricky!” I couldn't help but go into a laughing fit when we kept doing it and started tickling my sides. I finally pulled away after being tortured for a while and just stood there looking and smiling at him. He moved to the edge of the bed and sat in a position that showed he was ready to bolt if I came after him.

        “Oh!” He jumped up slightly with the remark and I shot him a quizzical look. “I drew a hot bath for you.” He got up and grabbed both of my hands in his. “It should still be warm, you only came in five minutes after it filled up and I made sure it was really hot so even if it cooled down, it'd still be warm.” He brought my hands to his mouth and kissed them before releasing them and cupping my cheek with his hand.

        “You didn't have to, but thanks.”

        He gently brushed his lips against mine before pulling apart so our foreheads were pressed together. “I didn't have to, but I wanted to, now go relax.. everything is in there for you.. I even put out a bunch of pajamas out so you could choose which ones you wants to wear..” He gave one last smile before turning me and givi­ng me a slight push towards the bathroom. I debated whether I wanted to run back into his arms or go into the bathroom, but before I knew it, my curiosity pulled me into the bathroom.