#p.moynihan

[thatsdemko]

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“Friends to lovers w/moyni.”

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A/N: I took it back to ntdp because it felt more fitting! THIS IS PART ONE THERE IS PART TWO.

Let me know your thoughts if you have any!

Patrick was your friend and it seemed to feel that was all you had between you both. You joked around a lot and your energy matched each other’s, which made it easier for you both to get along so well. There was no doubt in anyone’s mind you both would be good friends, but lately that friendship seemed to be going one way and a crush seemed to be going the other way.

For weeks Patrick had been asking you out, you had thought he had been joking the first couple of times but you saw the look in his eyes the last few that meant he wasn’t kidding. Patrick was one of your closest friends and he was the only persons energy who matched yours. From that moment you met you clicked and Patrick fell in love with you.

You waited for him on the concourse until he was done talking with his friends, he noticed your eager look to go home and he finally parted ways with his friends, “ready?”

“Yes! You played great today.”

“Thank you,” he pushed open the door for you and you both left the rink walking to your car now in silence for a couple of seconds until it was broken off.

“Can I ask why you won’t go out with me? Like is there something about me that just makes you say no?” Patrick asked, your heart skipped a beat feeling your body freeze at the question unsure of even what to say and how to say it nicely.

“Patrick, there is nothing wrong with you! You are cute, funny, nice, and kind.”

“But?” He turned to face you stopping at your car, he knew it was coming, you lead him in with the sentence.

“But I just don’t think you’re serious. I feel like you aren’t relationship material or you’re not ready for it.”

He laughed shaking his head, “you’re right! You’re totally right, I’m not ready for a relationship with someone who I think I could make really happy! You’re so right, y/n!” brushing past you not even saying goodnight or another word. Trevor always told him he seemed like it was a joke that he was asking you out, and Patrick thought you would know he wasn’t joking about it. He really liked you.

“Patrick, wait—“

“No, y/n you think I’m just a joke and whatever comes from me isn’t serious? So why should I wait for you? I really like you and I know I could make you happy because I have and I’ve seen it, but whatever, right? Because I’m just someone for a laugh not someone for love.”

—

Days went by and Patrick wouldn’t even look at you or talk to you. You knew you upset and you tried to fix things, but he ignored you and he had every right to do so. Without your energy and excitement parties seemed to be boring, you missed your friend and he missed you a lot more.

“Trevor,” you caught his attention before he left the rink, you looked over to see Patrick was still talking with a few friends before you looked back at trevor realizing Patrick wasn’t going to come over and walk you out, “can you walk me out?”

“Yeah, of course.” Trevor held open the door for you, as you left you felt a pair of eyes on you both. The walk to your car was silent, you weren’t close with Trevor and you didn’t have much to say, but it was better than having to awkwardly ask Patrick when he was avoiding you.

“Patrick really likes you, you know? And you really hurt his feelings.” Trevor broke the silence, you pointed that you were finally to your car, “I know I did. I feel awful because the guy I really trust and is my friend won’t even talk to me anymore.”

“why won’t you go out with him? Can you tell me? I won’t say a word to him.”

“I just feel like he’s joking around with me and he’s not serious. I love the feelings I get with him but I just feel like he’s not being serious.”

“But he is, he likes you and you won’t even give him a chance.” Trevor started walking away when you couldn’t even process what you were about to say, “I will give him a chance!”

Trevor turned around giving you a look that was as similar as yours. Seeing Patrick not talk to you or even look at you anymore made you realize everything he said seemed to be true, even if right now you didn’t want to admit it.

“but only if he talks to me again.”

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misunderstanding → p.moynihan

a/n: dedicated to @ntdp-flyers 💗

summary ⟶ patrick doesn’t realize that his girlfriend and him aren’t splitting up which leads to a huge heated argument.

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“this could be our last day together y/n.” patrick mumbles and i nod. it wasn’t official for me yet but patrick was moving on to college and he chose providence, while i was still deciding. i had gotten an offer from providence but i still wasn’t sure. “i know moyni.” i whisper, “i just wish this wasn’t so hard.” he murmurs, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear, caressing my face lightly.

“i know patty, I know.” i sigh and he pulls his hand away from me gently. “then why don’t you come with me? we can go to providence together.” he says and shrug my shoulders. “do you want us to break up?” he asks hurt and i quickly shake my head no. “no, that’s not it patrick.” i start and he shakes his head. “i thought we would stay together, stick together no matter what.” he answers.

“i know but-” “but what y/n? if you didn’t care about this relationship you could have just told me.” he cuts off. “of course i care patrick.” i say and he sighs, running his fingers through his hair. “doesn’t really seem like it.” he seethes.

“patrick i-”

“no y/n, do you actually not care. i was always there for you, and now that it’s the hardest point for me you’re leaving me. we promised each other and now your leaving. what type of girlfriend are you y/n? you don’t even have the right to talk right now. you promised you would be here for me and now you’re doing what i was afraid that you would do, and that’s leaving me.” patrick spits out at me and im taken back by his tone.

i try talking but he cuts me again. “if that’s what you want y/n, ill make it easier for you. ill let you go. you can leave. go wherever you want.” he says. i feel the tears start to stream down my face. “i am going to providence you asshole.” i say and he looks at me and freezes midway through his sentence.

“you- what?” he asks and i shake my head. “i am going to providence, i had offers from three colleges and i realized i can’t leave you behind, but you didn’t even let me speak.” i sob. “you’re not leaving me? you’re coming with me?” he questions and i nod. a look of guilt and remorse flashes on his face as he walks towards me, slowly pulling me into him. “i-im sorry y/n, i didn’t know.” patrick stutters. not trusting my words, i just wrap my arms tightly around his neck.

“don’t cry, im so sorry.” patrick murmurs, running his hands through my hair. “how could you think that way patty, do you really think that low of me?” i sob and he pulls me away from him. “no y/n, i don’t im so sorry. i- i was just under pressure i didn’t mean it i swear.” he confesses, wiping away my tears. “oh man im so sorry.” he mumbles, pulling me into his large frame again.

“it’s okay moyni.” i whisper into his chest and he places a kiss on my forehead as he rocks us slightly back and forth. “i can’t believe i made you cry.” he mumbles and i shake my head. “it’s not your fault moyni. you were stressed i understand.” i say, my voice still hoarse from crying. “i don’t deserve you y/n. i really don’t.” patrick states.

i lean my head against his chest, as he wraps his arms tightly around my torso, lifting me off the ground and carrying me to bed, placing me down softly before laying down beside me pulling me into him. “i love you so much y/n. so so much.” patrick says taking my hand tightly in his bringing it to his lips to place a light kiss on it.

“i love you too moyni. i always will.” i whisper as he leans down to place a kiss to my lips. i run my fingers through his hair lightly. pulling away, i rest my forehead against his. “let’s get some sleep alright? we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.”

i nod, leaning back into his chest. tomorrow was going to be a new start, new school, new people. it’s gonna be stressful, but with patrick, anything was possible.

[fratboyvivimatthews]

okay it’s a few but 30 52 54 62 with moyni

#30 “Stop yelling at me.”

#52 “I don’t trust you anymore.” 

#54 “Please don’t leave me.”

#62 “Are you breaking up with me?” 

lol rip my feels 

“please patrick, stop yelling at me,” you whispered trying to prevent the tears that were building up in your eyes from falling. “i’m sorry, but you’re scaring me. please just stop.” 

the rage that was filling his eyes disappeared as soon as you said he was scaring you. “y/n/n, i’m sorry please i, i don’t know why i was yelling. i’m so sorr-” as he reached towards you, you pulled away not wanting him to touch you. “it’s just i don’t trust you anymore y/n, you lied to me.” 

this time the tears fell down your cheeks as you wrapped your arms around yourself hoping it would help. hoping there would be some sort of comfort in it for you, but there wasn’t. and the way Patrick’s words stung you left you feeling cold. “you don’t trust me anymore?” you breathed unsure of how you’re supposed to react to that. after everything you’ve been through, and done for him - he doesn’t trust you anymore. 

“i see the way you look at spencer, jack, any of the guys that aren’t me, so yeah i don’t trust you anymore y/n, it hurts me.” you shook your head emotions all out of check. 

“i don’t look at them in a certain way pat, i only look at you like that,” you tried to reason seeing as you were the one who had to keep their cool. “it’s always been you, and you know that.” he was silent unsure if he should believe you or not. when he didn’t answer more tears fell, “please don’t leave me for something i didn’t do, i can’t lose you. please patrick.” 

he turned around and started walking towards the door, his jacket in his hand. “a-are you breaking up with me?” you could barely get the words out as he disappeared out of your house leaving you standing in the living room confused and head spinning. 

dropping down to the floor you couldn’t understand what had just happened - especially since you hadn’t done anything wrong. so that’s how you spent the rest of your night, on the floor crying into your knees because you just lost the best thing you’ve ever had. 

[thatsdemko]

hey love can you write a HC or blurb about being a dancer and dating jack or trev and them seeing you in all these different costumes for all the different styles and a full face of makeup + bringing the boys to competitions and recital because he doesn’t wanna go alone, thank you sweets

Imma do Trevor :)

• he’s never been to a dance competition before of yours because he’s always been busy and this time he had the day off

• you invite him of course and he’s kind of scared to sit with your family(even though they love him)

• so he begs Alex, Jack, Patrick, and Cole to go with him and they do

• before he got there you asked him to pick you up a snack because you were hungry

• “just go see her back there look all those people are going back there”

• he’s nervous so they all go with him back stage and Trevor almost doesn’t even recognize you because he hardly ever sees you with make up on

• “h-here” he like doesn’t know what to say he’s blushing because you look really pretty(even though he knows you always do)

• you stand and talk with them for awhile until you had to go get ready

• “remember this isn’t a hockey game so please don’t go crazy” you kissed his cheek and he had a red lipstick stain on it

• he’s as red as a tomato

• he always hears about your solo dance routines from you but he’s never seen them so when you went out there he was blown away

• he wishes he was as flexible as you

• “this is so boring”

• “I could so easily be a dancer”

• he’s confused about the outfits because they don’t make sense to him

• “does it match the song?”

• “the colors or?”

• ever since the first one he always brings flowers

• even if you don’t place well he’s still really proud

• the guys are big supporters of you

• when you had a competition in a different state they made your mom live stream the whole thing

• when you competed international level they all got shirts with your face on it

• Patrick’s idea

• he learns all the words and meanings like he could be sitting with the guys and be like “y/n has to do this move” and they are all confused

• basically your biggest supporter

[thatsdemko]

okay but babysitting with moynihan? he’s such a big kid as it is, he’d probably be so cute hanging around a baby. he’d def he hands on.

Oh my god he would be the best babysitter like he and Trevor I feel like would be so hands on

“I’m going to beat you to the swings first!” He shouted not even waiting for you to park the car before getting out and your younger brother got out racing Patrick to the swings at the park and you sighed looking into the rear view mirror at your little sister shaking your head, “boys,” you said getting out and taking her out of the car seat and now you both were on your way to find your brother beat Patrick to the swings and now Patrick had to wait, “sand!” Your little sister pointed at the sand box next to the swings you let her go and she ran off to the box and you went with her.

“What are you building there?” Patrick asked seeing her building a sand castle, “a castle!” She said and he sat down with you, “wow! I’m allowed in?”

“No! Girls only!” She steppes away from her castle pushing him out of the sandbox and he got up, “alright I understand,” he said jokingly pressing a kiss to your head before going off with your brother to the slides and you watched Patrick get beat to the slide again, you didn’t know if he was doing this purposely or he was just a slow runner.

“All done!” Your little sister clapped and you looked over at the sand castle, “I love it,” you said and now she wanted to be picked up and you took her in your arms walking around, “y/n, y/s/n, look!” Patrick called out from the top of the slide and you watched him go down, “do you want to go?” He asked your sister when you got to the bottom and she shook her head, “why not?! I’ll go with you!”

“Yeah it’ll be fun!” Your brother chipped in and your sister looked up at you “Patrick, will take care of you!” You smiled handing her off to him, “come on! We will go on the small one first okay?” He suggested and she nodded her head and you watched them both walk up the play structure together, “come here, you can sit in my lap,” he said and instead of facing forward she wrapped her arms and legs around him nervously, “look, y/n is at the bottom, say hi!” He waved to you and she looked over and you waved to her, “I’m scared,” she whispered to him looking up at him, “look it’s just a straight down slide, okay? You’ll have fun! Ready?” He asked and she nodded her head clinging tighter to him and he let go and they went down the slide, “wee!” He exclaimed and you both made it to the end, “y/s/n! Hi, sissy!” You said and she started laughing letting go of Patrick jumping into your arms, “not so bad, huh?!” Your brother asked and she shook her head.

“See! Patrick knows how to have fun!”

“I wanna go again!”