Patchwork Love - Peterick [Pretending's So Comfortable part 3]

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The next morning Patrick didn't even bother walking into the kitchen to try and grab a morning coffee. He already knew there wouldn't be any milk in the fridge.

"Morning Pat," Pete called out from the bathroom, the muffled tone to his voice letting Patrick know that he was brushing his teeth.

The shorter boy was turned to face the kitchen counter, a glass of tap water in his hand. He had already called in sick to work, although it made him feel horribly guilty to lie.  The lack of coffee was already getting to his head.

Footsteps sounded behind him, trailing into the kitchen.

"I love you," Patrick whispered, facing the wall and holding back the tears.

"I lo-" Pete began.

"Don't," Patrick interrupted, his voice louder than it was before but still quieter than his usual volume. "Please Pete. Don't say it back just because I said it."

There was a pause while both boys worked out what they wanted to say. Patrick was the next to speak.

"All my life I though it would be hard to find 'the one'. Then I found you and everything seemed to be perfect," he scoffed, pushing away from the counter slightly, his head tilting down to look at his feet before returning to where it had been, staring directly at the blank wall. "It's bittersweet really because, for the first time in my life, you gave me something to lose. Something I really don't want to lose but that I have to say goodbye to."

Pete couldn't stop the floods of tears from cascading down his cheeks like waterfalls. At this point, there was no doubt in his mind that Patrick knew. There was no doubt in his mind that Patrick was hurting. And he knew that he was the cause of his hurt.

Patrick turned to face his boyfriend.

"I love you Pete, I love you so much."

He took a few slow steps until he was standing directly in front of Pete who was still half awkwardly lingering in the doorway.

"I know Pete. I wanted to respect your privacy, but I couldn't help it, I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry," he choked out.

"I am, I am sorry. I'm sorry you've wasted so long on me. I won't let you waste everything you are on me. Please, go and find that boy, the tall one with glasses who makes you feel the way you've made me feel for the past four years. I want you to be as happy as you've made me," Patrick replied, his voice lowering back down to a whisper as his hands found their way onto Pete's tear stained cheeks, stray tears beginning to fall down his own face as well. He was proud he had held off the tears for this long. "Promise me you'll be happy."

"I'm sorry Patrick, I'm so, so sorry. I wanted to love you. I wanted to so bad. I even though I did until I saw him," Pete cried.

"Don't blame yourself for the pain I feel," Patrick said, the years they had spent together allowing him to know how Pete was feeling. "It has to hurt before it starts to heal. I'm not going to regret the last four years, even though it hurts to know you didn't feel the same. Promise me you won't forget me, that you won't regret being with me."

"I promise."

The rest of the day was spent packing up Pete's things. He was going to move in with an old friend from high school, Frank Iero, so that Patrick could have his flat back to himself. But Patrick constantly reminded him that he was welcome to comeback and stay whenever he wanted.

"Goodbye Patrick," Pete said as he gathered his bags into his hands at the front door.

"It's not goodbye, Panda, just see you later," Patrick replied, a faint smile on his face. He was hurt but he was coping. "Just, before you go, were you ever going to tell me? If I didn't find out myself?"

Pete looked down at his feet, gripping his bag handle tighter, as he whispered, "no."

"Goodbye Pete."

And with that, Patrick shut the door. 

Suddenly, he wasn't coping so well.

heyo.  sorry it ends on a bit of a downer :// 

Anyway, the frerard fanfic is indeed going to be called Demolition Lovers.  Expect it to be posted at some point today - probably sooner rather than later otherwise I'll forget.

I promise the next oneshot will be cheerier :)

also, opinions on the four week lockdown starting on thurday in the uk?

I think it's pretty shitty.

all the best,

R:)ben

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