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Insomnia Favors The Perceptive

  • Oct. 13th, 2009 at 11:11 PM

Title: Insomnia Favors The Perceptive
Author: seraph05
Rating: PG
Fandom: Fall Out Boy
Warnings: none
Pairing: Patrick/Pete
Disclaimer: This story comes from my own skewed imaginings which should never be taken as reality.
Summary:Insomnia can be both boring and lonely, a fact that Pete is all to familiar with. Though he has found ways to pass the time.
(1,188 words)

Pete couldn’t decide if he felt envious or jealous of Patrick. The way he lay so still under covers and the complete gentle innocence on his face captured Pete’s attention either way. His breathing was so soft yet it seemed to cover the occasional sound of cars streaming past the shitty motel they where staying at. Pete could hear Joe and Andy snoring in the next room and was glad it had been his turn to share a room with Patrick. They looked peaceful when they slept and where just as interesting to watch from time to time but Pete felt calmer when watching Patrick sleep. He looked at his retro digital watch. The time was dragging on close to 4am now. He sighed, disgruntled, and rubbed his eyes. He wondered how mad they would be if he shouted and woke everyone up. He’d have to explain why he did it. He contemplated his excuse and how winding he could make it so as to prolong their return to bed and his return to solitude. Eventually, with a huff, he decided against it.

It was 4:30 when he began to reach out to shake Patrick awake. His stretch began quickly but faltered and slowed till it was floating above his shoulder. He knew he shouldn’t do it. He knew Patrick would be pissed and in all honesty he did want quality company over quantity of time. So he sat, hand hovering and contemplated some more. During the day his answers came like lightning but at night he spent forevers on yes and no. It was like if he wasted enough time he could use it all up. Back home he used to stand in the dark in front of open fridges till he was shivering while asking himself the question ‘should I drink milk out of the carton or get a glass?’. Patrick was more important then milk so Pete weighed the pros and cons with a considerable amount more care.

When Pete was about half way through his list of ‘I should because, I shouldn’t because’ Patrick stirred. Pete froze and held his breath hopefully. Patrick mumbled, shuffled deeper into the blankets and turned onto his back. As his muscles all relaxed again his head tilted back down on the pillow this time facing Pete. Pete’s hand now rested on the air between his palm and Patrick’s cheek. Patrick settled and Pete’s shoulders drooped but he watched Patrick more intently. Patrick’s messy hair hung all over his face and Pete’s eyes laughed softly. His fingertips lowered gently sweeping the hair away bit by bit till his face was no longer hidden.

The dips and curves in his cheeks made dark blue shadows while his skin glowed white to contrast them. His eyelashes swept out framed by dark gold eyebrows, one with a nick through it. His sharp nose made a bridge between his forehead and his lips, which even in the dark Pete could detect the pink there. Pete decided he wasn’t jealous but he was a little envious of that faraway place people went at night and how peaceful they looked when they where there. Pete could only have the equivalent of a postcard of that place. He felt irony in the fact that the boy who never slept was best friends with the boy who could sleep anywhere.

Pete’s fingertips bent away and his knuckles traced the edge of Patrick’s jaw down to his chin. The touch was barely there but one of his knuckles brushed Patrick’s bottom lip. The only word that glided through his mind was a whispered ‘soft’ everything else about the moment was feeling. He felt light. Patrick murmured and Pete snapped out of his trance. The silence that had built around him as he’d watched Patrick vanished and he could hear the cars and feel time (his watch flashing 5:20) again. He pulled his hand away and sat back in the chair as Patrick opened one eye. His heart was fluttering and he didn’t know why, he could barely believe how much time had vanished with the silence. He’d gotten so caught up he’d almost forgotten Patrick could come back.

“Pete” Patrick’s voice was heavy with hazy confusion “Why are you up?”

“Witching hour?” Pete offered quietly. Patrick’s eyebrows, that Pete had been studying so fastidiously moments ago, knitted together.

“Everything alright?” He asked.

“It’s just another 5:30 Trick, it doesn’t mean anything. I can’t sleep, you know that” Pete brushed off his comment looking down at the carpet. He couldn’t blame Patrick for his concern.

“Yeah but sometimes there are reasons” Patrick spoke through a yawn “Sometimes it’s your ex-girlfriends, sometimes it’s the fans, sometimes its your paranoia or your privacy, could have been any of those. Are you sure it’s nothing?”

Even laced with sleep he was glad he was hearing Patrick’s voice, he was even gladder it wasn’t ‘pissed spitting chips you just woke me up in the middle of the night for no reason’ Patrick.

“Yeah it’s nothing” Pete replied with a smile. He looked back and Patrick was now the one watching him absorbedly. Pete wondered if he was worrying.

“Truth is if I close my eyes now nothing will happen. There will just be darkness” Pete explained “but sometimes watching you sleep is almost like really being there”

Patrick rolled his eyes and turned over so Pete was watching the back of his neck.

“Do me a favour” his muffled voice came from though the pillow.

“What?” Pete asked.

“Get into bed” Patrick replied with a firm tone.

“My beds cold. The chairs warm” Pete refused and he begun to make lists of things to think about for the next few hours, some of his best ideas where concocted in the dead of night. A sigh issued and Patrick turned over then held up one side of the blankets. Pete stared at this action at length. Eventually he moved forward and took hold of the blankets, Patrick slid over making room in the large bed. Pete stared at the creased warm sheets that looked surprisingly inviting.

“Letting the heat out” Patrick warned sleepily. Pete lay down in the spot Patrick had left pulling the blankets back up. Pete couldn’t deny the comfortable feeling enveloping him. He turned onto his side meeting Patrick’s eyes. They shared the gaze for a time while Pete fiddled with the corner of his pillow absentmindedly.

“…you know trick…” Pete began hesitantly but Patrick’s heavy eyes slid shut and he shook his head.

“Close your eyes” Patrick sighed soothingly “It’s too late for me and you no matter what you say. If you can’t sleep then rest. We’ve got a big day tomorrow. Listen to your breathing and…just…relax” Pete nodded in agreement.

“Night” he whispered voice husky.

“Night” Patrick replied drowsily.

Pete did as he was told till Patrick was sleeping again. In the dark he heard his heart beat and at some point Patrick’s arm came to rest against his but from then on all he was aware of was Patrick’s soft breathing and the quiet that preceded morn.


(no subject) - beanpie3 - Oct. 13th, 2009 07:17 pm (UTC)
seraph05 wrote:
Oct. 13th, 2009 10:52 pm (UTC)
thank you so much for sharing your thoughts on this with me. I've never had insomnia but i've known quite a few people who have and i think it must be one of the most sucky things to have to deal with. I'm really glad you liked it so much.
thanks, seraph
aoastick wrote:
Oct. 15th, 2009 08:49 pm (UTC)
(no subject) - ditzydmt - Oct. 15th, 2009 10:07 pm (UTC)
seraph05 wrote:
Oct. 16th, 2009 05:06 am (UTC)
thank you so much! miss you too how have you been?
(Anonymous) wrote:
Oct. 20th, 2009 01:03 am (UTC)
Well, I'm ok. My home computer has crashed so I only have access to the computer at school, and that makes it very hard to keep up with everything! 8 weeks until I'm finished with my undergrad degree. Feels strange, but cool at the same time!
Hope you are doing well! Talk to you soon!
seraph05 wrote:
Oct. 28th, 2009 12:37 pm (UTC)
oh major bummer! spose that means you have to end up spending lots of time at school, i know exactly what kind of suck fest that is. Good luck with your degree! i'm doing ok, study hard chicky!
seraph05 wrote:
Oct. 28th, 2009 12:37 pm (UTC)
oh major bummer! spose that means you have to end up spending lots of time at school, i know exactly what kind of suck fest that is. Good luck with your degree! i'm doing ok, study hard chicky!
carcrashhearts2 wrote:
Nov. 8th, 2009 07:07 pm (UTC)
Aw, I didn't want it to end. Great story.
seraph05 wrote:
Nov. 8th, 2009 11:11 pm (UTC)
thank you, though it's not the same i have written more of these and i can give you links if you want



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