Can I Lay In Your Bed All Day?
Patrick Stump x Reader
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Summary; No summary, just some tooth rotting fluff.
Notes; I literally came up with this while listening to Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner so this was quickly thought up.
Warnings; None, no profanity or anything.
<Now playing - Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner by Fall Out Boy>
0:49 ───ㅇ────── 3:20
It had been the late weeks of autumn as it got closer to winter, and it was getting colder and colder in Chicago everyday and the wind was becoming more fierce by the passing hours. Unfortunately the radiator, which was probably older than your parents, didn't warm your room or house up all that much and stopped very often, so you would just have blankets piled up on top of you.
Thankfully, your best friends had working heaters that ran throughout their houses, and they were very kind to let you stay at their place for a couple hours or even stay the night when it was coldest.
"Hey, Patrick. Thank you so much for letting me come over, I think this was the coldest it's been so far, I would've frozen to death!" You joke, standing at Patrick's doorstep, bundled up all sorts as it was 20 some degrees outside.
"Yeah, of course Y/n. You know you're always welcome here, come in before you freeze." Patrick says with a smile on his face, closing the door after you'd already gone inside.
You take all of your coats and scarf off and hang them on his mom's coat rack, a spot always there for yours because of how often you were there now.
"Patrick, is that Y/n?" Patrick's mom called out from the kitchen.
"Yeah, they're here, mom!" Patrick called back.
You followed behind him into the kitchen and went to hug his mom when you saw her.
"Hey, Ms Stumph. How have you been?"
"Hey, Y/n. I've been the same since the last time you saw me 2 days ago. How about you, hon?" She joked.
"That's good. I've been cold, that's about the same it's been, though." You laugh.
Patrick smiled. He loves how you and his mom get along so well and how you two already knew each other well enough to be so close.
"Good thing it's nice and warm in here then. Alright, you two go and hang out, I'm making lunch now and I'll call you two over when it's done."
"Alright, mom. Thank you." Patrick says, hugging her.
Patrick begins walking out of the kitchen and you follow behind him, giving Ms Stump a thank you before leaving.
Patrick's house was always so homey. The brown carpet played throughout the floors of the home, the old brown wooden panels on the walls, and even the smell an old house has.
Patrick enters his room and sits on his bed, you going and sitting next to him.
"Do you want a blanket?"
"Please." You say, smiling at Patrick.
Patrick gets up and goes into his closet, pulling out a big blue and grey blanket.
"Here, both of us could share it." Patrick says, throwing the blanket at you and falls onto the bed.
You unfold it, that is if you could even call it folded when it was just lazily balled up, and spread it out, laying it on top of Patrick and it wrapped around you, still sitting up.
"Lay down, dude." Patrick laughs, patting the space next to him.
You'd always had a little crush on Patrick since you first became close friends with him that only grew every time you saw him or even just simply interacted with him whether it be on the phone or in person.
You lay next to him and get under the blanket more, looking at the ceiling covered with glow in the dark stars. (AN: You can't tell me he wouldn't have those little glow in the dark stars on his ceiling I mean, come on it's so him.)
It was now so much warmer than before, Patrick's warmth was radiating off of him and being under the blanket make it even warmer, and it didn't make it any different from how hot your face probably was at the moment.
The two of you just stayed under the blanket for what felt like forever, but you wouldn't complain about it and say you didn't like it.
"This is nice. We should do this more often, especially when it's gonna get colder in the winter." Patrick said, turning his head to face you.
"I agree." You prop up your head on your arm, now looking down at Patrick.
His eyes, oh my gosh, his eyes. It was always so nice to look into them, the colour was like one you've never seen before, it was his colour.
Suddenly there were two knocks at the door. "Lunch is ready if you two are hungry." Ms Stump says.
"Okay, thank you, mom!" Patrick shouts to make sure she heard.
You and Patrick stay in the same spot for a few more minutes, it becoming slightly more awkward as the minutes passed.
"Um, do you wanna go eat?" Patrick said, clearing his throat after sitting up.
You nod in response, getting off of his bed and following him behind as he did the same and headed into the kitchen.
Two bowls of tomato soup and two grilled cheese sandwiches sat on a paper plate on top of the counter. It was such a comfort food for you, and it was going to be so much better because of the cold.
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You and Pattick layed on his bed under the covers, it was still cold for you somehow, despite the heater being on and being under a blanket.
You debated on asking Patrick if you could get another one, but figured it'd be too much to ask for. Even if you two have been friends for a while, you were still hesitant and nervous on asking him of something, regardless of how many times he'd assured you it was fine and to not worry.
Appearantly you were being obvious about the fact that you were still cold.
"Are you still cold? Do you want me to see if I have any more blankets?" Patrick said, sitting up.
"No, no it's fine. Please just, please lay back down its warmer that way." You say, hesitantly saying the last part.
Patrick looks at you, mouth slightly agape. He had an expression on his face that you couldn't exactly pinpoint, wasn't a bad one, but that's only based off of what you were seeing.
"Uh, yeah, yeah. Um, totally." Patrick awkwardly says, his face slightly flushed as he laid back down underneath the blanket.
You don't even know if you were still cold at the moment, the scent of Patrick was filling your nose and it was the only thing you could think of now.
Patrick shivers slightly under the blanket, as the heater had just turned off a few minutes ago, and covers himself a little more.
You slowly scooched closer to Patrick, being no more than an inch away from him.
You continue to just stare at the stars on Patrick's ceiling. Noticing some of them were put on in the order of some constellations and you smile to yourself. He's so perfect in every way. He had a few shelves full of action figures and some lego star wars ships sitting on other shelves across the room. His room was small so it amazed you how much he was able to fit in his room, but he did it in a somewhat organized manner.
Patrick turns around and drapes one arm over your torso. You freeze for a few seconds, but quickly get comfortable to the feeling.
"Is this okay? I should've asked I'm sorry." Patrick says taking his arm off, his voice a little over the volume of a whisper.
"No, you're fine, please stay." You say, turning your body towards him.
You laid, cuddled into Patrick's chest as he held you, drawing shapes on your back and humming some song you didn't know.
You felt your eyes begin to get heavy, and soon enough you fell asleep. You'd definitely have to do this more often now.
<Now press "Repeat"- Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner by Fall Out Boy>
3:20────────ㅇ 3:20
Towards the end I had NO CLUE what to do with it, so it's a little weird, sorry about that. This one was fun though.
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