★TW: domestic abuse, drug misuse, mentions of child neglect, implied rape, brief suicidal thoughts, implied murder/death/suicide★
It's not greatly written, but I had a lot to write in a short period of time, so forgive me haha <3
I hate writing this using real people. Please also never approach Pete, Patrick or anybody in the band about ships. This is to raise awareness :) stay safe and immediately tell somebody if you see your partner (or somebody else's) showing any signs of control or abuse. <3
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August, 2011
“Hey kid!”
Patrick looked up from the park bench where he had been aimlessley kicking the dirt from under it, to the older man standing in front of him.
“I've been watching you.”
Patrick's eyes sparked from the interest the man had given him. It was more than anybody- even his parents had given him.
“And I like you.”
He handed Patrick a small gift from his bag.
Patrick felt wanted.
Patrick felt good.
“Come with me kid.” The man said softly, holding out his hand to the vunrable seventeen-year-old.
He had been watching Patrick for a while now.
Patrick took his hand.
“My name's Pete.”
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September, 2011
“Look what I got you!” Pete shouted, walking into the house. Patrick went over to him, blushing, and smiled, taking the small gift bag.
Patrick gasped, and took out a black box.
Pete gently took the box and went onto one knee.
“Patrick, will you do the honour of marrying me?”
Patrick couldn't have been happier.
“Of course!”
Patrick didn't need to consult his dead dad or his druggie mum.
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October, 2011
“Do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
There was only a moment's pause.
Only a moment's doubt
“I do.”
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December, 2011
Patrick cried that night.
He didn't mean to cry.
Neither did Pete mean to do what he did.
At least, that's what he had said.
Saying that Patrick was fat was just a heat-of-the-moment thing.
He was sure of it.
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February, 2012
Patrick was sure things were going great between him.
Not before he fucked things up.
Again.
He had done everything Pete had said to. Cooking, cleaning, gardening and was rewarded with a kiss everyone Pete had come home.
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