(I'm watching divergent👌👌)
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Patrick stood in his suit at the alter. He was the best man for his brother's wedding.
His gaze wondered over to his crush. Pete Wentz. He tapped his foot, wishing the wedding was over.
Honestly, why were weddings so long?
'I do' and 'I do' then 'you may kiss your bride/husband' and boom. You're married. Why does it have to be this long drawn out thing? Just a few words and it would all be over with. Except the honeymoon (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). But still, it'd be so much easier.
Patrick's gaze slipped back over to Pete Wentz. He smiled to himself.
"You may kiss the bride."
He jumped a little and looked over to find his brother and his now wife kissing. He smiled again. He clapped along with everybody else. The couple pulled away and smiled at everyone.
"Thank you all for coming," Kevin said loudly. "If you all would like to go to our reception, then please just ask my parents for the address," he said. "Again, thank you all for coming today."
Patrick stepped down off the podium with Kevin and his wife and her bridesmaids. "Congrats, Kev," he said with a warm smile.
"Thanks, bro," Kevin smiled back. "I invited Wentz cause I know you like him," he nudged Patrick's shoulder. Patrick blushed vibrantly. "And," he whispered. "I know he likes you too. So, I invited him to the reception, too!"
Patrick's eyes widened. He looked around the room to find Pete, only to find he was already staring at Patrick.
Patrick felt his cheeks heat up even more with a blush. "Kevin, why?" He whined.
"I'm determined to get you two together!" Kevin said.
Patrick shook his head and walked off. He felt a hand on his arm. He turned around and jumped back in shock. "P-Pete?" He asked, mentally cursing himself for stuttering. "W-What's up?" He asked awkwardly.
"I was wondering if you're going to the reception," Pete blushed lightly. "I-I know you don't really go to any social events, so I just wanted to know."
"Yeah, I am," Patrick nodded. "My brother really wants me there. So I'm going for him."
"Cool," Pete smiled. "Then I suppose I'll go as well."
"Cool," Patrick repeated. "I-I, um, do you, do you wanna ride together?" He asked. "Originally, I was supposed to ride with Kevin, but he decided to ride with the bride to be instead."
"Sure," Pete smiled wider. "I'd love to."
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The ride to where the reception was being held was long and filled with awkward silence. But that was okay. Patrick was just pleased to be in Pete's company. Once they got the reception they practically stayed glued to each other's sides, and they didnt even notice it.
Eventually Pete pulled Patrick aside. "I-I would like to tell you something," he said nervously.
"I think you just told me something," Patrick whispered. They were standing chest to chest down a dim hallway. "But please," he said. "Do tell."
"I really like you," Pete mumbled.
Patrick's eyes widened and he gasped quietly. Pete took that opportunity to move closer, setting a hand on Patrick's neck, the other on his lower back to keep him close.
Then he landed his own lips on Patrick's.
Patrick gasped again into the kiss. He pressed his body closer to Pete's and kissed back hard. They moved their lips together in perfect sync. They continued to kiss until they both ran out of breath. It was like their lips were meant for each other's.
Once they pulled away, Patrick gazed up at Pete with wide, shocked eyes. Pete's eyes landed down on Patrick's red, swollen lips.
"Fuck, you're so pretty," Pete muttered and leaned his head down to peck Patrick's nose.
Patrick smiled his dazzling smile up at Pete. "Hey guess what?" He asked in whisper.
"What?"
"I really like you, too," he smiled wider. Pete smiled as well and kissed him again.
"I KNEW YOU TWO WOULD GET TOGETHER!" Kevin yelled from the hallway. "DAD, YOU OWE ME TWENTY BUCKS!"
