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So I guess I'm gunna do this in chapters, since I have a lot more to write and I wanna make sure I keep at it and possibly keep people interested. It's still pretty boring, not much has happened yet but it's because I have to build up to it with the story and everything. I can't just throw a bunch of smut out there. Smut without a plotline is a porno. Not that I wouldn't like the idea of Patrick and Pete doing a porno. But enough about my fantasies lol.

Anyway, even though it's kinda slow right now I still think it's pretty funny and subtly romantic. It's gunna be mainly fluff with some smut and comedy thrown in. Come on it's me, that's how I do. So ya, look forward to more cause it is coming.

Title: My Name Is Peter, I'm Your Biggest Fan (I think Dani still has me beat in the 'long-as-fuck title' category lol)
Author: Senoigh
Pairing: Patrick/Pete, cameos by Travis and Gabe
Genre: Fluffy comedy, with a bit of smut later
Rating: I'm not sure yet, but right now like PG

Patrick stood in front of the mirror smoothing down his fuzzy, argyle sweater vest over his neatly pressed dress shirt. He looked over to his mountain of hats and picked out a grey fedora that he placed, then adjusted, on his head. He put his hands on his hips and swivelled around a bit in front of his reflection before he heard a whistling sound behind him and immediately stopped. His head whipped around to see Pete standing there leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed and that typical smile.

Patrick blushed. “How long were you standing there?”

“Long enough to see your little fashion show there pumpkin.” Pete said with a giggle.

Patrick smiled softly and looked down embarrassed. “I don’t know why I agreed to this. I hate dressing up, I look horrible.” He said turning back to the mirror with a grimace.

Pete walked over to him. “Are you lookin in the same mirror I am? Cause all I see is a sexy, blonde singer.”

Patrick snickered sarcastically. “Ya.”

Pete came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Patrick’s then rested his head on his shoulder. “You look great.”

Patrick sighed and tilted his head a little, frowning slightly. Pete stepped back and punched him in the arm. “Ow! What the fuck was that for!?”

“I told you, anytime you think something bad about yourself I’m gunna punch you in the arm.”

“I think bad shit about myself all the time and you’re not around.” Patrick said as he rubbed his bruised appendage.

“Well then maybe I’ll just have to punch you every time I see you to make up for all the times you’re thinking something bad about yourself when I’m not around.” said Pete as he wound up again.

Patrick stepped back and put his hands up. “No, no, that’s alright. No more bad thoughts.”

Pete smiled and nodded. “Now hurry the fuck up, I wanna go!”

The two grabbed their shoes and jackets before heading out the door. They began to walk down the stairs of Patrick’s flat to his car when Pete stopped. “Oh hang on I forgot something.” He turned around quickly and ran back up the stairs.

“Ok well hurry, I wanna get this over with. I’ll be in the car.”

Pete waved him off and ran back through the door as Patrick went to get the car started.

They walked up to the front door of the club, Pete’s arm swung protectively around his best friend’s shoulder as usual. The bouncer let them through to a packed room full of pulsing music, bright lights, and crowded bodies. Patrick was beginning to feel nervous already, until a very tall, well dressed black man appeared out of the crowd beside him.

“Hey my man, what’s goin on?” He said as he grabbed Patrick’s hand and wrapped his other arm around him in a tight hug.

“Trav! Hey man, I’m so glad you’re here.” Patrick was sucked into the gravitating warmth of the man’s body as he hugged him back.

“Oh yeah? Why’s that?”

“Just another friendly face.” Patrick said with a sad smile.

Travis nodded perceptively. “I know bro, I know.”

Pete came up beside the two suddenly with drinks already in his hands. “Hey what’s goin on guys? Having fun yet?”

Patrick rolled his eyes and smiled at Travis. “Oh yeah, loads.”

“Good.” Pete said as he shoved a beer in Patrick’s hand. “Drink up.”

“So you guys just here to see me or what?” Travis asked.

“No we’re here on a mission.” Pete explained, smirking in Patrick’s direction. “Alright the plan tonight is to get Patrick some action. Go tell Gabe.”

“Oh Pete knock it off.” Patrick said annoyed.

“Alright man! Back on the saddle, I like it!” Travis waltzed off towards the DJ booth where Gabe was spinning.

Patrick sunk his head in his hand. “I hate you so much right now.” He mumbled at Pete.

“You won’t later, trust me.” Pete said with a wink before dragging Patrick on to the dance floor.

The night went relatively futilely, as Patrick expected, but Pete was still beaming for some reason.

“I don’t know what you’re so happy about, we’re both going home with each other….again.” said Patrick defeated as the two walked towards his car.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“It is! Neither of us is getting any action tonight, isn’t that what you wanted?”

“Well I dunno, maybe if you sweet talk me a little I might put out.” Pete said as he smirked at Patrick. The latter shook his head and giggled. And Pete wished he could capture that laugh, and bottle that smile, just so when Patrick inevitably ran off with a girl that wouldn’t deserve him, he’d still have a little bit of him he could keep with him forever.

“You know, being with me isn’t so bad.” Pete said, now looking at the ground.

“Dude I never said it was. I love hanging out with you and shit. You’re my best friend. You might make me crazy sometimes but I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Pete nodded, his heart bruised slightly.

“And you’re the one who wanted me to go out and find someone anyway.” Patrick interjected.

“Yeah I know. I just thought maybe this would pick you up a bit, since I don’t seem to be doing anything right.”

Pete looked so hurt, and Patrick didn’t know why. Pete was always there for him whenever he needed him. He woke him up at 4am the night his girlfriend broke up with him and Pete’s been at his side constantly since. He felt bad for some reason, like he hadn’t thanked Pete for all his comforting and support, so he did something he usually never did and grabbed Pete in a tight hug. Pete was surprised at first, but quickly wrapped his arms around Patrick’s back and held him close. He closed his eyes and wished he could pause this moment and stay in Patrick’s arms forever.

“You’re doing everything fine.” Patrick said with his cheek pressed against Pete’s ear. “And I’m sorry if I don’t show my appreciation more, but I do appreciate it. A lot.”

Pete nodded slowly with his eyes still closed. It was the perfect moment, until some douche across the street yelled out “Gay!” and the two of them broke apart immediately.

“Well…that was a nice moment.” Patrick said embarrassed.

Pete giggled as he flipped the bird to the guy across the street. “What an asshole.”

Patrick laughed off his blush before the pair finished the walk to his car.

If anyone has any suggestions or advice I'm always open.


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Apr. 27th, 2009 09:04 pm (UTC)
lol totally XD I just figured someone would definitely yell that out if that saw that kind of thing going on lol.
Apr. 27th, 2009 07:42 am (UTC)
MOAR PLZ. And make sure you post the smutty part, at least, on y-gallery, the Decaydance thread has suffered without you.
Apr. 27th, 2009 09:08 pm (UTC)
There will definitely be more, I just haven't really had any writing time lately, but I have it all written in my head so I will be working on it periodically. Oh dude are you the mod for that community!? I was soo stoked that someone actually made one. I think I spammed your com a bit when I found it lol. When I finish it I will for sure post it on there :) Thanx XD
Apr. 28th, 2009 01:33 am (UTC)
Um, no, I came this way because I was in the mood for some Peterick fluff and I hadn't seen you on y-gallery in awhile. XD No worries, dude, I've got all the time in the world.
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