Fall Out Boy

Christmas Eve

Pete knew what Patrick wanted for Christmas. He always knew. It was a different thing every year, but he always knew.

Usually it would be something like a new fedora or cardigan, or some new version of an instrument he had 50 other copies of. Mostly it was a fedora or a guitar he liked.

But this year.... This year was different. Patrick wanted nothing music related, no new accessory, (although pete could still oblige with some colors that Patrick would look hot in) and nothing expensive. In fact, it cost him nothing. But why Patrick wanted it was a mystery to Pete.

But Pete always got his boyfriend what he wanted for Christmas. The half-shepherd was overly spoiled by now. He almost always got what he wanted with Pete around.

Pete was at home- he took off work today because he just really didn't feel like going. Patrick was at work- he hardly missed a day ever. Pete was just watching tv, thinking about how to set this up for Patrick. He still had a day- it was only Christmas Eve.

Patrick got home in 20 minutes, and Pete still wasn't 100% sure how to do this. He got up, heading back to his and Patrick's room and laying down. He stared at the ceiling for apparently 20 minutes, because when he heard the door open he jumped.

"Pete? I'm home, babe." Patrick called. He saw no one in the family room, where Pete usually sat on his ass watching Big Bang Theory or something.

"Pete?" Patrick called louder, walking back toward their room. He walked in to see Pete laying there. He sighed in relief, laying next to him. "You scared me...." He huffed, looking over at him and smiling.

"Hey, Trick...." Pete looked at Patrick, smiling as he looked into his tired blue eyes. It was around 9, and Patrick was exhausted. "Hmn.... Night, babe....." He mumbled, falling asleep soon after. Pete smiled softly, spooning Patrick and falling asleep soon after. The last thing he managed to say was:

"I love...."