Pete gives him a wolf whistle when he sees him, and Patrick says, embarrassed, "Stop that." He knows he's flushing and it's the worst.
"You're all dressed up," Pete says.
"It's a wedding," says Patrick.
"I know," says Pete. "That's why I put on real pants."
And a rainbow-striped suit jacket. It's...something.
Pete gives him a show, twirling in a circle so Patrick can get the full effect.
He looks irritatingly good.
Pete says, "I mean, I know my family is going to wonder how I ended up with you, but I tried to look like I halfway-deserved such a good-looking date."
"Your family knows me," Patrick reminds him. "They know exactly how you ended up with me."
"I stole your soul when you were too young to protect it," Pete says cheerfully, and weirdly reaches out to tweak Patrick's nose.
Patrick rubs at his nose and says awkwardly, "I think this is going to be a weird evening."
"It's going to be fun!" insists Pete, and takes Patrick's hand to tug him out of the room.
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At Last: A Peterick Story
FanfictionIn which Pete Wentz is supposed to be singing at his cousin's wedding. So naturally this becomes Patrick's problem. (A new chapter will be posted each day!)
