Ship: Gerard/Patrick
Words: 333

Patrick had never really been a fan of double dates.

He knew someone would be left out or it would be really awkward or someone would get overly protective. The idea never really attracted him.

So when Gerard suggested one with Pete and his own brother Patrick flipped.

"No, it's gonna be really awkward and it's your own brother, Dude. Isn't that weird?" Patrick asks hysterically.

"No, Patrick. It's not. He has his own date and I have you. It'll be fuuuuunn."

Patrick raises his eyebrows skeptically.

"Come on, please?" Gerard asks, smiling with small teeth and dark hair in his eyes.

Patrick sighs and after a hesitant second, nods.

"Fine, but if it's weird we're never doing it again, understood?"

"Yesssss."

***

Mikey and Pete aren't dressed up too fancy and neither are Patrick and Gerard. Hoodies and converse and sweaters and jeans. The plan is to go downtown and hang out at a park or just drive around in the city lights.

They do both while Gerard plays silently on Pokémon Go because... well... yeah...

"Duuuuuude." Pete calls from the front where he's sitting beside the driver, Mikey.

"Dude, what?" Patrick replied with a bored expression.

"We should get some fuckin' ice cream or something."

Patrick raises his eyebrows and looks to Gerard who raises his own eyes from his phone.

"Sounds good." Gerard says.

So Mikey begins driving toward Cold Stone and they leave the car, heading inside the small shop. Patrick and Gerard hold hands when they order despite the cold looks from the cashier.

Patrick orders a rocky road while Gerard gets chocolate, Pete gets coffee, caramel, and blue moon (which tastes like fruit loops) and Mikey gets vanilla. Everyone teases the latter for it.

So they sit and talk for a while about music and ice cream and work and Patrick looks at Gerard for a moment and Gerard looks back at Patrick and they both think one thing.

I'm so fucking lucky.