Patrick Stump Imagines

#2 Netflix (pt two)

Patrick carries you to the couch and lays down pulling you next to him, both of you managing to fit on it. He grabs a red blanket and covers you both with it wrapping his arms around you. "There perfect my little Bunny" he whispers to you resting his chin on your head. You smile and look at his reflection in the black, turned off TV screen "yeah but your forgot popcorn Stumpy" he chuckles and kisses the top of your head "I know I did, my main priority was getting to cuddle you on the couch. Popcorn isn't important is it?" You chuckle "No I guess not, but I want to get it though" you attempt to get up but Patrick locks you in place with his arms. "Nope don't you dare get up, don't leave me I'm cold and we don't neeeeed popcorn I have you and you have me" he practically begs you not to get up. You sigh and continue to stare at his reflection "one more reason and I won't get up" he smirks and whispers to you with no hesitation "you could choke on popcorn" you laugh "okay SmartyStump you made your point" Patrick tightens his grip on you and places his chin on the curve of your neck both of you being extremely comfortable now. "What movie? (Y/N) Bunny" Patrick asks quietly reaching for the remote that wasn't on the couch arm where he left it. He sighs and doesn't bother to look around since he was so comfortable the way he had one leg over your knee, both arms around you, and his chin on your neck. How could he move and ruin this moment of him being snuggled up to your warm body? You shrug and close your eyes "I don't know where'd you leave it?" Patrick smiles as he runs his hand gently up and down your arm "somewhere that would cause me to get up and retrieve it..." He says closing his eyes too. You feel shivers through out your body as he touches your arm "too bad guess Netflix isn't happening then" you groan out, not liked you cared about Netflix anymore anyway. "Oh well...this works just fine I'm not complaining" Patrick sighs again never wanting to leave this spot you two were in. His cell phone rings and his eyes open lazily as he's about to say something you cut him off "who ever it is leave it, you aren't moving from here until morning and neither am I got it? I'm enjoying this way too much" he hugs you tighter then he was before "It's Pete about tomorrow hanging out with the rest of the guys, he said he'd call me tonight but he can leave a message I'm busy right now it's not too important anyway, your the most important thing in my life, you always have been ever since I met you" you smile and blush a bit from his words the fact he was ignoring his best friend and his band for you, for this very moment the fact he didn't want to get up either. "I love you Patrick" he mumbles the same back but you can barley understand him and you could see he as getting tired, almost asleep already. "Just sleep shhh, and you know I'd kiss you but I don't wanna move so just know I wanted to kiss you right now" he smiles and manages to say "uh huh I know...don't move...your keeping me warm...and I don't...want to...move eit-" you cut him off again seeing he can't even keep his eyes open you made him feel so comfortable, warm, fuzzy and safe he just couldn't stay awake. "Goodnight...best Netflix night I've ever had.." You whisper as he's already asleep lifting your hand to scratch his head, soon falling asleep after.