Emo Soulmate AUs

Even if it's a lie - Peterick [Pretending's so comfortable part 2]

More recent studies have shown that, only in the rarest of cases, people originally thought to be colour-blind can actually find their soulmate. They weren't really colour-blind. They were just the soulmate of someone who wasn't their soulmate as well.

If anything, Pete hated this idea even more, more than the idea of never seeing colour. He would give it all up in the hopes of not hurting Patrick. So Pete stopped going out so much, becoming more and more reliant on Patrick to get by. He lost his job, his friends, everything. Well, everything except Patrick.

The shorter boy couldn't help but become increasingly more worried about his boyfriend. To him, the sudden social retreat and isolating behaviour where completely out of the blue. He had no idea of the constant fear spiraling around inside Pete's head. All Patrick knew for sure was that the constant strain of caring for Pete, as well as himself, was beginning to take its toll on him.

"Panda?" Patrick called out into the dark flat as he arrived home from work. This wasn't the first time that he had returned to all the lights off and, with each time it happened, his concern increased a little bit more. At first, he just assumed Pete had decided to get an early night and had turned off the lights so he could sleep but Pete was never in bed on nights like this. Every time, Patrick would find him curled up in a ball on the sofa rocking his body back and forth ever so slightly, his eyes bloodshot and sore from crying. "Panda?"

Patrick made his way to the living room, only to be faced with a rather concerning lack of Pete.

"Panda?" He called for a third time, his voice a little more urgent and panicked than before.

Quickly, he made his way through the house, not bothering to remove is shoes in his haste, checking the kitchen, dining room, study and bathroom with no luck. He took a deep breath, trying not to freak out too much since he still had one last room to check, their bedroom.

"Panda, are you in there?" Patrick asked quietly as his knuckles tapped against the wood thrice before he opened it, a basic sign of respect he had ingrained into muscle memory.

Lying, passed out on the carpeted floor, was a clearly overly exhausted Pete. He was resting on his side, his head tiled back and twisted so he was pretty much facing the ceiling. His lips were slightly parted, and the soft sound of his breathing filled the quiet room. In front of him was a notebook, left open on a page Pete had definitely not intended to leave it open on.

Patrick wanted to respect his privacy, he wanted to just shut the notebook put Pete to bed and talk to him about things the next morning, but as he reached out to close it, a single word jumped out at him. Colour-blind. So he tucked Pete into their shared bed and crouched on the floor to read what was written.

He couldn't help himself, he had to know why it was there.

'I hate this so much! The idea of hurting him! Why did I have to be colour-blind? Why couldn't I just have been colour-blind? Why does one lanky guy with glasses and a beanie have to show up and ruin everything?

I was happy living a simple life with Patrick in black and white!

Not that I might ever see him again though. I just kind of ran off, didn't even remember to buy more milk. I feel horrible that Patrick can't have his morning coffee tomorrow.

I feel horrible that Patrick can't just have the happy life he deserves.

I feel horrible that Patrick isn't my soulmate.'

Tears sprung from Patrick's eyes, his heart felt like it was being torn in two but he slipped into bed next to Pete regardless, comforted, but also greatly saddened, by the though of it probably being his last night accompanied by the warmth of his soulmate. His soulmate who's soulmate was someone else.

Helllllooooooo!  Here is part 2 to the sad Peterick one although you probably knew that.....  However this is not the end, there will be a part 3!  I just thought that this was the right place to end this part.  I've also got a shortish happier frerard one that I will post in the next couple of days.

Also, I'm sorry that it's taken me so long to update this.  I've had a bit of trouble with my mental health and keeping up with my school work.  And, on top of that, there's been just a little bit of boy trouble in the form of a "straight" boy confusing the hell out of me in more ways than one.  Like seriously, he won't seem to actually ask me out but got upset that I called Frank Iero the most attractive person to have ever existed (which is true, fight me. (actually, please don't))and aaarrrggghhh!   Okay, bye :))