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[glitzgum]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Bandom, Fall Out Boy Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Patrick Stump/Joe Trohman/Pete Wentz, Patrick Stump/Joe Trohman, Joe Trohman & Pete Wentz Characters: Pete Wentz, Patrick Stump, Joe Trohman Additional Tags: Fluff, Mental Health Issues, Personality Swap, did, Relationship(s), Happy Ending Summary:

“Who are you?” He’d whispered, not wanting to scare this different-Pete.

“Patrick.” Was the whisper he’d gotten in response, his eyes looking up into Joe’s, fingers holding onto his sides like he was scared Joe would run away.

(An AU where Patrick is a personality of Pete's, as he has DID, and they're both dating Joe)

[psych0cupcak3s]

Untitled Trohley

Written for penis-destroyer-69

kinda short...but I hope you like it :)

It had taken them 15 minutes and a couple of near misses with both Pete and Patrick, but they had finally found somewhere quiet to have some alone time.

Andy is sat on a gear case, and Joe is between his legs, and they're both reading the Spiderman comic Joe had managed to snag before Pete could figure out where they were going.

"Hey! I wasn't done with that." Andy complains when his taller companion turns the page before he's finished reading it.

"Not my fault you're a slow reader." Joe chuckles.

"You have to enjoy the comic Joseph." The drummer whines and unwinds his arms from Joe's neck. "You can't just rush through it like a blowjob in a bunk so we don't get caught." he chuckles and chooses to thread his hands in his boyfriends hair.

They haven't told their band mates about their relationship yet. Everything has been going so well after they came off their hiatus, that neither of them want to wreck it just yet. 

"Hey, it's either that, or do it out in the open, take my time, and have Wentz walk in on us." The guitarist says matter of factly and wiggles backwards just a touch when Andy starts massaging his head.

"Touche." Andy agrees. They'd had one too many times where they were nearly caught out doing something they probably shouldn't have been doing while on tour. "Still shouldn't rush the reading though." he adds with a grin, digging his thumbs in a little at the base of Joe's skull.

The other man makes a strange noise at that point so Andy repeats his actions to see if Joe will make the noise again.

He does, and Andy giggles quietly. "Are you purring Trohman?" he mutters and Joe makes a grumbly noise.

"No." he says and Andy doesn't have to see his face to know he's pouting.

Andy digs his thumbs in again, and again, Joe makes the content purring sound and Andy giggles loudly. "You're purring Joey. You like that or something?" he says leaning right down to Joe's ear.

"No…"Joe breathes with a sigh and the comic falls to the floor.

"I think you do." the drummer reiterates and wiggles a bit further forward to be closer to Joe.

"Not my fault you have the fingers of a god." the guitarist mutters and relaxes totally, letting his head loll as Andy continues massaging his scalp.

"I have the body of one too, if I remember correctly." Andy chuckles and reminisces for second.

The first time they had 'explored' each other, Joe had been babbling like a teenage girl and one of the first phrases out of his mouth was 'Holy shit! You look like some tiny, tattooed, god!'. He had blushed an adorable shade of pink after that, and the thought still brings a smile to Andy's face.

"I can practically hear your ego inflating." Joe chuckles and spins around to face the drummer. "Don't stop!" he whines, leaning his forearms on the drummers thighs when the hands in his hair, y'know, leave his hair.

"Can't have you falling asleep on me." he grins and plants a kiss on Joe's nose. "Plus, it's only a matter of time before someone comes looking for us." he adds and Joe pouts. "And that someone could be Pete." he adds and Joe pouts bigger. "And if that someone is Pete, he will not let us live it down for months." he giggles and Joe pouts so big it kinda looks like his face is melting. "How can I make it up to you?" he concedes and finally Joe stops pouting.

"Full massage later." the guitarist decides and steps back to let Andy jump off the gear case. "And possibly shower sex, but let me get back to you on that." he adds and turns to the drummer with a smirk.

Andy just gapes and Joe takes off at a jog to the dressing room.

"Great. I'm gonna have a boner the whole show now." He mumbles and heads after Joe.

Shower sex is always his favourite kind of sex.  

[lovers-spit-patrick-stump-f-blog]

Untitled PART 3. I TOOK SO LONG OMG DONT LEAVE ME.

Marie and I laugh 

-nothing-

-really? I heard someone… are.. you.. hm.. with someone?-

-yes- I said trying not to laugh with Marie

-oh. sorry I interrupted-

-oh no! no it's okay, what's up?-

-no I'll phone you later, I don't wanna ruin your date- he said confused

Marie laugh out loud

-what are you talking about?- I said giggling -date?-

-you just told me you were with someone..- he said ashamed

-yes! I am. but with my best friend, Marie-

-HEEEY!!- Marie screamed

-oh.. oh god- he sounded relieved - I thought you were in a date, my bad-

-no silly, my best friend is here just messing with me.. are we meeting tomorrow?-

he laughed -why is she messing with you?-

-she just, I… she is just trying to figure out why are we going to hang out tomorrow-

-and? what did you tell her?-

I laugh -I haven't said anything, she is just waiting for an explanation maybe you can tell her something-

-okay, give her the phone-

Marie started walking away -No Lina, oh my god no-

i was laughing like crazy -come on, just say hi!-

she grabbed the phone and said almost shaking -look she is a liar I don't--

-no it's okay, we are meeting tomorrow because I am interesed in how Lina is and because I like her freckles, maybe you were waiting for that answer- he said joking

-haha okay, there you go, that's all I wanted.. but erhm, Patrick I have to warn ya, she is one hell of a tro-

before she could finish I grab the phone

-she's so nosey- I said walking away from her

-you are one hell of a what?- 

-nothing Patrick, ignore her-

he laugh, his laugh was cute, like he was trying to be all serious and that but he wanted to laugh out loud, maybe at me or at Marie, but he was trying too hard not to

-okay- he waited a few seconds  -so.. tomorrow huh?-

-yeah man, but like at what time or..-

-at four? I have an interview in the morning and l-

-okay- I said interrupting, I just don't want him to talk about work -I'll be wearing…ehm..-

-I am pretty sure I will recognize you- he giggled

I laugh -fine then, but I am pretty sure it will be a challenge-

-not at all, I promise I'll find you-

-good night Patrick- I said yawning.

-you too, and have fun with Marie-

-OH MY GAWD- Marie kept laughing all night -what are you going to wear?!?!-

-nothing important.. it's not like I need to impress him..-

-yeah right, dude.. I just hope it works with him really- she was eating pop-corn.

-what are you talking about?! god you always make a huge deal about everything, you dumb midget, I am only going for a walk with him, stop-

-fine then.. I just cant wait to say "JUST A WALK HUH!"- she was making fun with me

***

I knew he wouldn't find me I kept thinking while sitting in a little bench, I was wearing blue jeans, black ankle boots, a black leather jacket and a plaid shirt. huh, 

a total waste of good looks.

I was staring at my phone, thinking about leaving or texting him, or texting Marie or calling my brother or dying when I felt someone sat at my right

-hey-

-hey- I said not even turning around, just kept playing with my phone

-what are you doing?- the voice said. he had flu that was for sure.

-nothing, waiting for a guy to arrive- I started playing CandyCrush

-what a disrespectful man he must be, leaving you here all alone-

-yeah, his loss, I have make up on-

-no! you hide those freckles!?!- the man laughed out loud

OH WELL FUCK, I turned around and there he was, the one and only Patrick Stump with a cute black fedora, leather jacket, black pants, converse and a blue cardigan

-I didn't..- I whispered, SOOO ashamed

-sorry I am late, I.. those guys just wouldn't let me go, oh I am so ashamed I feel so bad- he kept staring at the floor

-you recognized me- I said starting to walk

he followed -yeah, I sure did, told you-

-how? I am like all covered up and sitting and with my head staring at my phone-

he laugh and started caressing his cheek -well… I started staring at all the young women in the park, then the ones with dark hair, then .. i just recognized you, don't have a solid answer for that-

-fair enough- I said -so.. what's up-

-I think we were talking about how you hate me because I am an ugly horrible superstar-

-rockstar- I laughed

-my bad, rockstar-

-I don't hate you, it's just that.. I am not into that-

-so you think me, a blond guy with no self-esteem, nerd, shy, small, no tattoos, no girlfriend and with glasses has sex all the time and do drugs and loves attention-

-you are not that- I said punching him

-no?? okay then, describe me-

-what I see .. what a lot of the audience sees, to the public you are a blond short guy, funny, leader of a huge rock band, a millionaire, attractive, player, flirt-

-REALLY?!?!- he was quite excited

-what??- 

-you are the first person of the "public" that describes me like that, I'm quite impressed-

-shut up-

-look Lina..- he said fixing his hair 

-I am like.. the opposite, seriously, and I don't want to impress you or anything, I am seriously a loner-

-that is just too punk- I said kidding

-I know right, such a bad boy-

-keep talking- I said staring at him, his skin was pale and with the cold he kept licking his lips, he had long eyelashes and big blue eyes, kinda green when we passed by sunbeams. His hair I could see was all blond and healthy, he was short, that was obvious, he had the same height as me, maybe five centimeters taller, he was too.. cute

-you say I am a player, well, I am single, I broke with my girlfriend almost a year ago... you say I am a flirt, I was so scared of coming Pete had to give me some advices, what else?-

I was now blushing -I said attractive too..-

-right, you say I am attractive, well, there's a reason why I have been single for a year, I mean, must of our fans go for Pete, Andy or Joe, I am the cute one-

-I think you are more att.. no forget it-

he smiled -no no, tell me-

I blushed turning away -I think you are more attractive than pete..-

-really???- He had this huge smile. the sun was so small right now.