Band Imagines

Pete Wentz - Boo Boos

Paring: Fem!Reader x Pete Wentz

Request: Nope. But my friend on Quotev loves Pete Wentz more than anything so this is for her I guess but you guys can enjoy it too lol.

Warnings: SFW || cursing

I really just wanted to do a cute Pete one. Don't worry though. I will make Pete smuts later on. This one isn't nearly as long as the Brendon one, but that's just because fluff has less of a build up unless it's a major game changer like a proposal or something. Also, there's some featuring of Beebo in this so, yeah. Anyway, enjoy. xx

"I am willing to bet literally anything that you cannot do it." Pete's voice challenged. Immediately, your eyebrows raised in feigned offense.

"Bitch, try me." You smirked teasingly, taking the skateboard from his hands. "What are we betting?"

"A full day of whatever the other wants. Deal?"

"Like, sexually? Or cooking, cleaning and forcing you to watch chick-flicks with me all day?" You smirked.

With an equal smirk, he shrugged. "Either. Both. Whichever you want."

"Deal."

He and Brendon Urie had been hanging out at a small spot on South Beach all day today, and being that Pete and you had been together for about a year now, he obviously invited you to come along with them.

Somehow, Brendon had started skate boarding and you guys got onto the topic of if you all knew how to. This led to the guys bringing up your past, and your old experience with a bunch of high school friends teaching you to skate. This then led to Brendon being all like, "yo do you know any tricks?" and you going "hells yeah I know tricks" and that led to you betting Pete that you could remember how to do an ollie without dying.

And now here you were, about to do it.

All was going well until Brendon started clapping as you were about to stick the end of the trick, and lost your balance on the board. It slipped out from under you and you felt the hard concrete of the street against your jeans short clad legs. You knee felt like it was on fire for a second, and you winced, flopping over to lay on your back and clutch your legs.

"Damn it, Urie." You scolded, earning two separate looks of concern from the guys. Brendon and Pete immediately rushed to your side, Brendon offering you his lavender hoodie to wrap your leg in, which you denied, not really feeling the need for it. Pete squatted down and offered you a piggy back ride, which you accepted happily though.

Pete carried you a few blocks to a small picnic set up in a park, and set you down on a bench before going up to an ice cream truck and asking if they happened to have any band aids. While Pete had left your side, Brendon smiled at you.

"You know, Y/N, Pete really loves you." He shrugged, examining the board in his hands.

"Yeah, I know." You nodded, smiling back at him. "I've always known."

Brendon nodded and chuckled. "Yeah, I know. But he like, talks about you all the time." The Panic! singer smiled at you, this time making eye contact. "With me being one of his best friends, it's easy to read him. When he says he loves you, there is no doubt in my mind that he means it with every fiber in his being." He sated, smiling at you. His words caused you to look back at Pete, who was looking back at you and talking to the man in the ice cream truck, and then looking back at the man. A minute later, Pete was handed something and was turning to walk back over.

Quickly, you glanced back at Brendon, who smiled and nodded. That was when Pete rejoined the two of you and handed you a small ice cream cone of your favorite flavor, which you quickly took a lick of and smiled at the sweetness. "The man in the truck said he hopes you heal up alright." Pete chuckled as he got on his knees in front of you and placed the band aid over your scraped leg, kissing it once it was done.

"Thanks for fixing my boo boo, Petey." you laughed playfully, smiling at him. He rose up and pecked your lips softly. You smiled into the kiss and hugged him gently as he stood in front of you before a familiar voice cleared their throat behind you.

"Ahem, where's my ice cream cone?" Brendon asked sassily.