Sweetheart. (Patrick Stump Imagines)

hotdog

The young lovers, Y/N and Patrick, walked out of the school gate with their hands intertwined. There were food stalls just across the road and Y/N's stomach churned. It was still an early afternoon and she wants to spend the entire afternoon with her lover.

"Wanna go somewhere?" Patrick asked her, wiping a sweat off his forehead with his backhand.

Y/N bit her lip as she suddenly felt so shy to tell him that all she wants is to be alone with him back at his dorm room. "I want a hotdog," she playfully whined.

The boy chuckled. "Let's go on a hotdog date, then." Patrick said, smiling as they both crossed the road and walked up to a hotdog stall.

They both ordered hotdog on sticks and Y/N immediately wrapped her mouth around and took a bite, not caring if it's still hot. She was breathing out the hot air as she was chewing the chunk of processed meat.

Patrick watched her in amazement. "Wow. Poor hotdog."

Y/N playfully glared at her. "This could've been your hotdog, Patrick." She nonchalantly said and went back to eating.

The boy flushed at his girlfriend's bold statement and took a bite of his hotdog. "I mean, I'm sure my hotdog ain't that bad for you to eat it like that."

Y/N whipped her head to look at Patrick with a shocked expression and wide eyes as laughter bubbled up from her guts. "Patrick!" She teasingly yelled at him as she playfully hit his arm.

The couple laughed at each other and threw their trash in the garbage bin and walked off.

"Babe, are you horny?" Patrick curiously asked.

Y/N shrugged and held onto her backpack straps, a sign that Patrick learned meant that she's holding herself back from speaking whatever's in her mind.

Patrick chuckled, "Aww, Y/N. Don't ever be shy to tell me things like that." He assured her as he put an arm around her shoulders. He planted a soft kiss on the temple of her head, which touched a soft smile on his girlfriend's lips where he wants to kiss her the most.

"Patrick, I can't just walk up to you and tell you, "Hey, you look so cute. Can I suck your dick?"" Y/N then bursted out laughing together with Patrick, doubling over and clutching their stomachs.

Patrick couldn't help himself but wrap Y/N in a tight hug as he peppered kisses all over her face.

"Actually, you can walk up to me and tell me that I'm cute and that you want to suck my dick. I definitely won't mind obliging at my sweet girlfriend's sweet, sweet request." The boy said with a smirk tucked in the corner of his lips.

Y/N felt the delicious warm giddy sensation stir inside of her as they locked eyes as she miserable failed in biting back a grin. She leaned forward and kissed the tip of Patrick's nose. "That's not the only tip that I'm kissing." Y/N suggestively teased, still smiling.

Patrick groaned as he felt his length grew harder and twitched against his tight jeans. The boy grabbed his lover's hand and they ran all the way to his dorm room, laughing.