Gaaahhhhh this took way too long and I wish I’d gone with a colder color scheme but here we are
Anyways I’m participating in the Terror Bingo btw!! This is for the prompt „Mental Health Issues“ and I know Collins would’ve been the obvious choice but I’m a „edward little gets seasonal depression as soon as the sun is gone for 3 days (maybe also just regular depression during croziers withdrawal when things start going south, please get him out of there)“ truther
I like the thought of Jopson being ever the Steward and looking after his 1st Lieutenant who hasn’t left the bed in several days
(Btw please ignore Joppers hand I’m really trying to improve on that)
cw: Patrick and art are rlly gay, no x reader, slight mention of sexual themes.
Slight NSFW under the cut
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Patrick and art have always shared everything.
At boarding school, they shared a room, they shared clothes, they shared secrets. And as they got older, they started to share fantasies, they started to share partners.
People always viewed Art as sweet and innocent, because he did act that way often. But below the surface, he was just as bad as Patrick. Maybe worse— at least Patrick was upfront about his intentions. Art would make you think he was this sweet lover, but not call you back the morning after.
Maybe he was only worse because Patrick taught him everything he knows. Maybe because Patrick taught art how to eat pussy on his girlfriend, maybe because he taught art how to hit the g spot by watching him fuck some girl from the bar, maybe because Patrick taught him to master the art of not calling back.
Of course, art wasn’t all bad. He was a lover— that part wasn’t a total lie— as much as he was a fuck boy. Patrick was too, deep down, but it was rare someone got to see that. Really, only art knew how caring he could be. How he would be a little mean, but remember your dreams and aspirations as if they were his own. He cares— it’s just hard to see.
In college, a pattern starts.
Patrick always hates the girls art dates because they remind him too much of himself. Sleazy and nonchalant, here for a good time not a long time. And art.. loves deeply. It doesn’t happen too often, but he loves too hard to be with someone like that. Someone like Patrick.
Art always hates the girls Patrick dates because they’ll never make him happy in the long run. They’re sweet and innocent, Patrick loves to teach, to corrupt. But once they’ve learned, it’s no fun. He just.. self destructs out of pure boredom.
And in this little game of dating eachother through strangers, they seem to find every reason why they could never work. They’re in love, they both know that by now, but what can they do about that? Have a great six months, crash and burn, and lose a lifelong friendship?
So they stick to intoxicated makeouts that are never discussed and glares at the other’s girl of the week.
When tashi comes along, it’s the first time they’ve liked the same girl since they were twelve. Because she’s not either of them— she’s something much more alluring. A shiny new toy for Patrick to play with, and someone to keep art on the tight leash he so desperately craves.
And so maybe the chase is only because they’re convinced they can’t have eachother. They never once consider that maybe she’s just what was missing from them.
