“You're so fucking gay I swear to god,” Patrick grumbled, tearing his eyes away from Pete's.
“Um, babe, I think you're the more gay one. You wear flannel.” Pete contradicted with a raised eyebrow, looking down at the smaller man.
“But you wear eyeliner!”
“So? Makeup is fucking great for a guy. You're not complaining about me being gay when you're fucking me sen-”
The priest coughed and sighed.
He was done with gay marriages.
Fml what was that idek anymore pahaha
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Peterick Oneshots
FanfictionAll types of shitty stories to fuel your (and my) Peterick obsession lmao. //They get better and longer the newer they get// *^REQUESTS OPEN^* ~ Trigger warnings will be put at the top of each chapter. There will be no swear warnings, as there wil...
