Planes

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Folie à deux era

Pete's always been scared of planes, his mind racing with thoughts of

Are we going to crash?

What if the plane plummets into the water?

Am I going to die?

Pete normally had his girlfriend/fiance to calm him down, but unfortunately they had broken up due to the fact she was cheating on him.

Petes leg was bouncing up n down, a hand places itself on his knee, Pete quickly looks up "calm down" the man sighs "I'm sorry I'm just not a plane person" Pete rubs the back of his neck "could ya um move your hand please" Pete bites his lip "yeah I'm sorry I'm Patrick by the way" Patrick smiles "Pete" he mumbles "I like that name....Pete" Patrick's smile grows wider "thank you I like your name too" Pete stutters, Patrick smiles at Pete.

The two fall into a conversation, sharing stories, n laughing.
Pete found out that Patrick was sitting beside him.
The two talked until it was time to get on the plane, Pete clutched onto Patrick's arm "it's alright Petey" Patrick sighs running his thumb across Pete's nuckles.
Pete sighs, following along behind Patrick, patrick smiles softly, he was enjoying Pete's company he thought he'd get stuck with an asshole on the plane.
The two sit down Pete was in the middle, he didn't want to see the water, so Patrick sat at the window, Pete's eyes were closed tight, Patrick bites his lip before grabbing Pete's hand holding it, rubbing his thumb on Pete's palm, within a few minutes of flying Pete was asleep, a soft smile on his face, his head rested against Patrick's shoulder.
Patrick sat there watching Pete sleep, it was cute, but the lady beside Pete didn't enjoy it. At all. She was shooting him dirty looks "he's sleeping leave him alone" Patrick hisses "that's disgusting" the woman scoffs "what is" Patrick asks "You two, how y'all are holding hands and his head on your shoulder it's disgusting" the woman closes her book, Pete all of a sudden sits up he looks the woman in the eyes before turning to Patrick mumbling a quiet 'I'm sorry' before slamming his lips against Patrick's, Patrick melting into the kiss slightly, Pete giggles against Patrick's lips before detaching their lips, Pete looks at the woman before licking his bottom lip, smirking at the look on her face.
Pete looks over at Patrick, who's face was ruby red "holy smokes" he whispers, Pete laughs slightly "of course you don't cuss" he rolls his eyes, a huge smile on his lips "hey I cuss....barely...but I do I cuss" Patrick pouts "keep telling yourself that patty" Pete presses his back against the chair, his breath hitching, he kissed a man he barely knows, a man that he's only known for a few hours.
Pete couldn't go back to sleep, he looks over, Patrick was asleep, Pete notices his phone on his thigh, he carefully grabs it, luckily there was a password. Pete placed his number in Patrick's phone.
Pete bites his lip, glancing over at Patrick before going into his photos, Patrick had a wife, a daughter probably around 7, eventually the woman stopped showing up in pictures and so did his daughter, Pete furrowed his eyebrows, maybe they're divorced Pete thought.
He shuts off the phone placing it back on Patrick's thigh.
Pete wanted to know more about Patrick, he wanted to know what happened with his wife and daughter, not that it's any of his business but Pete was a nosy person.

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