pizza

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by buriedhope

by buriedhope

You're in your car, wearing your home clothes because you don't give a damn about fashion, and you just came from the supermarket which is a kilometer away. It could've been really fast if it weren't for the rush hour that caused bumper to bumper traffic.

You glanced at the passenger's seat to check the 6 frozen pizzas you bought for him. Patrick's been craving for pizza and he wouldn't stop talking about baking one so you immediately drove your butt to the supermarket and now you're stuck in a traffic on your way home.

At least I got the pizzas you thought as the traffic slowly moves. It took you an hour to finally reach home. Once you did, you immediately ran inside the house with the frozen pizzas on your hands, excited for your boyfriend to see 'em and be happy about it as he satisfies his craving.

"Babe, I got your pizza!" You out loud as you settled the stack of frozen pizzas on the kitchen countertop.

"Yo, Y/N, we got two boxes delivered!" Pete's voice yelled from the living room.

You frowned. You weren't expecting the boys to visit today. They said they're going to spend this day with their loved ones and you were a little disheartened by what you heard. You went through that darn heavy traffic just to buy Patrick a nice frozen pizza he could indulge himself but then something better got in the way.

"Hi, babe." You heard Patrick spoke as he entered the kitchen.

You forced a smile as you faced him. "Hi, I bought you three different pizza flavors."

He smiled at you. "You went through the heavy traffic just to get those for me?"

You shrugged. "I think I did." You answered, still trying to hold up the smile you're wearing. "But I guess Pete bought the better ones. You don't even have to bake them and wait. I was so stupid to not consider ordering. I thought of getting you something special." You finally opened up.

Patrick looked at you in awe and kissed you passionately.

"Thank you, Y/N." He said as you two pulled away.

"Anything for the man I love truly."

"Get a room!" Pete yelled.

You and Patrick looked at him and laughed.

"As long as you get out of our house. Sure we will." Patrick said to Pete, laughing.