Ship: Ryan/Patrick
Words: 314

THNKS FR 8K RDS

"Ryaaaaan..." Patrick groans beside me.

I hum back, my eyelids heavy as I try to stay awake.

I just got back from touring with Brendon, Jon, and Spencer for Pretty. Odd. last night and my ass is sore and I'm just really tired. This morning, we got up and he immediately took me out to a café just down the street from our house. Not even coffee is helping, though, and I'm just so tired...

"Ryan!"

I bury my head farther in my arms, "Baby, please..."

He finally just sighs and shows some sympathy, stroking my brown hair and intertwining his fingers with mine smoothly.

"I love you, Babe. I'm sorry." He whispers, "I just wanna spend time with you because... three months..."

I smile softly, pulling my head up, "I'm sorry for being so grumpy. I just got back. I should pay more attention to you."

Patrick smiles gently and pecks my lips, "You wanna go home?"

I yawn, "A little, sorry..."

He only smiles and shakes his head, "Nah, it's fine. Maybe I can get another round out of you."

I blush and look away as I slide out of the booth with my coffee.

"Oh look, they're playing Bill Nye."

I frown and look to where my boyfriend is pointing to see a man I don't recognize on the TV above the counter.

"Bill Nye?"

"Yeah, Bill Nye." Patrick smiles like it's common knowledge.

"Who the hell is Bill Nye?"

I swear the whole café quiets at my words, everyone is staring at me and Patrick looks mortified.

"You don't know who Bill Nye is? Bill Nye the Science Guy?"

"What?"

Patrick frowns and grabs my wrist, "We're going home and we're going to find Bill Nye on YouTube and binge watch. I don't care how tired you are."

"U-Um... okay."