Ship: Joe/Patrick
Words: 357

On the fourth day of Christmas...

"Merry Christmas everybody!" Pete calls from the dining room.

"Merry Christmas!" Brendon, Ryan, Dallon, Andy, Spencer, and Jon chime. Joe and I just stare awkwardly at each other, the only sober people at the party.

Joe would be drinking if he didn't have to drive Andy and Pete home.

Speaking of Andy and Pete...

I look up to see Andy basically attacking Pete's face with kisses which soon after turn into touches and grinds.

Brendon whistles at them and all Joe and I can do is watch in embarrassment.

He takes my hand and kisses my cheek, it's really the farthest we've gotten in this relationship because we're both too shy to go much farther.

"You wanna go...?" Joe asks.

I nod, "Or at least get a private room for a little bit..."

He pulls me up but before we can get much farther, we stop. I give him a confused look, tilting my head, that is, until he points at the mistletoe and my cheeks flush.

"Oooh," Brendon giggles, "Guys look! Joe and Patrick are about to finally take their relationship somewhere!"

I blush harder but Joe only smirks and pulls me closer by my hips.

"Fuck him, Joe!" Jon slurs.

Joe chuckles, "Hey, Baby..."

"H-hey..." I blush.

"Kiss me?"

"You kiss me."

He swallows nervously, weaving his hands up through my hair. I can feel his shaky breaths on my cheek as his lips get closer.

"I've never kissed a boy before," I whisper.

"Me neither," he replies quietly.

Our lips collide in a slow kiss that makes my stomach twist in pleasure. After a moment of getting used to the feeling, my hands weave in his Afro and pull him closer while he licks my bottom lip, asking for entrance.

I allow him in, letting him explore my mouth and deepen the kiss.

I pull away before it can get much deeper, panting and blushing like crazy.

Brendon cheers followed soon after by Spencer, Dallon, and everyone else at this stupid party.

Joe smiles at me, I giggle, "Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas."