It was the last night before Patrick went on his first tour with FOB since getting a record deal. You and him were sat on the sofa of his flat for the first time in a while after ordering dinner. Patrick had always been awkward around girls since he was little and it had never dawned on him until two months ago that he was gay. You only joined his school a year before you finished and so meeting Patrick was so unexpected but you secretly fell for him so fast. When he finally came out to you two months, you understood how ashamed he was because even you still hadn't come out to your family either; but it made you want him more. Despite you and Patrick developing such a bond he's made you promise to keep his secret private until he was ready to tell his family. You were watching Netflix but you noticed he'd been blushing when you played a film about a gay couple. "Do you not like it, Patrick?" you smiled. "Uh, no it's great, I'm just tired." "Right..". You could tell he was imagining you both as a couple but wouldn't admit it so you wanted to just get it out in the open. "Patrick.." "Yes y/n?" "Do you like me?" "Yeah, why?" "I mean romantically?" He paused and suddenly avoided eye contact. "Patrick?" "Yes, ok fine I admit it" "Really?" "Well it's not like you don't feel the same way, I can see how you look at me sometimes and it drives me mad." His eyes became drawn to yours, consciously biting his lip. You was about to speak but he launched towards you, pushing you both to the edge of the sofa and locking his lips onto yours. 'Is this actually happening?' You thought to yourself. 'Patrick kissing me?'. Before you could pull away your found yourself being laid down with your arms held down above your head. Patrick slowly pecked your lips before leading his lips down your neck; his aftershave heightening your sensuality. "Patrick, not here. Anyone can see through the windows" "Who cares?" kissing your lips once more.
