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✘ The Pogues | The Twilight Saga
On an island of haves and have-nots, live a tight-knitted pack of vampires and werewolves. As they delve deeper into the world of the supernatural, Pope discovers the dangers of being the only human amongst mythical beings.
Soft Prompts 8 and 24 ❤️
8. sweater weather 24. just really needed a hug sort of hug
It’s brutally cold, but Patrick likes it. “Because you’re an insane person,” David had said once.
He trudges into the house, hangs up his coat and scar, and toes off his shoes. David was off from the store today, and honestly Patrick just couldn’t wait to come home. The day was long and drawn-out with very little foot traffic because of the weather - most people were opting to light a fire and call it a night, and really, Patrick was looking forward to that and a glass of wine with his husband.
Who, he’s realizing, is being very quiet at the moment.
“David?”
“’M in here,” comes a gravelly voice from the living room.
He walks down their foyer and to the left to see David huddled under two of their softest blankets and wearing the coziest-looking sweater. He looks up at Patrick sleepily, his hands wrapped around a steaming mug.
“Hi, honey.”
“Hi.” Patrick takes a seat next to him, moving the blanket out of the way so he doesn’t disturb David’s cocoon. “You look comfy.”
David hums. “It’s freezing.”
“I know that,” Patrick laughs.
“Your nose is red,” David gestures with his head, hands unmoving from his mug. “I made hot chocolate. The good kind. It’s in the crock pot.”
Patrick glances toward the kitchen and smiles. “Well let me get changed and I’ll come join you, okay?” He gives him a kiss and a gentle scratch to his hair, then makes his way up to their bedroom.
He comes back down a few minutes later in one of David’s sweaters, a dark grey cable-knit that he not-so-secretly loves most. He pulls a mug from the cabinet and ladles the rich chocolate into it, the smell alone mixed with cinnamon and nutmeg already easing the chill in his bones.
Just as Patrick places the lid back on, all the more ready to rejoin his husband on the sofa and curl up under that blanket, a pair of arms are looping around him from behind.
“You’re wearing my sweater.” David’s breath tickles his neck a bit, but he leans into it. “I love it.”
“I am.” He sets the mug down and turns in David’s arms. His husband immediately wraps himself tighter around Patrick, squeezing his shoulders.
Patrick’s hands press firmly into David’s back. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I just really needed a hug today.”
Patrick doesn’t press any further. He sinks into the hug for awhile, linking his arms tighter around his husband. He didn’t realize how much he needed one, too. They rock a bit, and Patrick thinks the hot chocolate can wait, he just needs David’s arms around him for now.
I think you're nice and kind of silly and very loud but really nice and super protective and I hope you have a good day
You called me, “very loud” even though you’ve never heard my voice, and I think that’s hilarious. You aren’t wrong. I like being heard. Thanks so much, AnonBby, you’re too nice! 💖💕
I want someone to remove my bones so I no longer have an actual form so the dysphoria will go away