Imagine #75: The 'I' in Lie

{Warning: SMUT ahead! ;)}

Sighs. Thuds of glasses being put over the table. Hungry swallows of cold alcohol. That's all you can hear. You are at a bar and you've been drinking for hours next to a stranger. You both haven't still talked to each other, but both of you feels that you both have the same heavy problem. You feel like you're both communicating non-verbally, but after an hour or two finally, you got the courage to speak.

"My boyfriend for four years hurts me, physically and emotionally. He's a fucking douche and I almost married that fucker!" You said. Yes, you are wasted but at least you can still think straight.

You are just sitting by the counter beside this man wearing a fedora and he seems to have a heavy problem too.

"I just found out my fiancé is using me, only wanting me for my money.I've given her everything and this is all I get?!" he said while gritting his teeth. You looked at him and even if your eyesight is blurry, you can clearly see his face and you have to admit, he's handsome.

"Let's play pretend." You suddenly said then took a small sip of your vodka. " I'll be your user girlfriend and you'll be my douche boyfriend and let's get all the emotions out, say what we want to say to them. Deal?" you said. You know you both needed it and fortunately he agreed.

The night went on and both of you have pushed all your emotions out and it greatly helped you. With the help of you 'play pretend' idea and alcohol, you both were able to feel much better after a couple of hours. After that 'play pretend' moment, you asked each other some basic info and you found out that both of you interests each other. You don't know if it's true or just maybe the effect of the alcohol, but you both knew this is better than your current relationship.

"Nice talking to you Patrick." You said as you stand and walk away. Patrick immediately followed you.

"May I take you to your room?" he said, trying to be a gentleman which you find cute.

Both of you just proceeded to the hotel rooms just above the bar. The two of you entered the empty elevator. Patrick leaned on the wall and you leaned on his shoulder. He's a short guy, but it seems that you're an inch shorter than him.

"I'm glad I met you tonight. I wouldn't know what could I have done to myself if it wasn't for you." He murmured and that really meant a lot to you.

"Same here, Patrick. Same here." You said and the elevator opened. The two of you kept on walking and you found your room. "Come on in," you said.

You are just facing him and he gets closer and closer as he closed the door behind. Patrick reached for your waist and pulled you close to him, you didn't even protest. In fact, this is what you wanted right now.

You're both wasted and broken. The effects of the alcohol are kicking in making you both eager for this. Both of your relationship is a mess and you need an outlet, this may not be the best way, but it feels right for you.

Patrick and you are already kissing each other hungrily. He pushed you gently by the table and you accidently played the radio. You just giggled at him when you both heard the soft mellow music. He's looking at you while biting his lips.

"You sure about this?" he asked. You're shocked that he's still trying to be a gentleman, you appreciated that.

"My life is already fucked up, maybe if I intend to fuck up, everything will be alright." You said and you pulled him in for a kiss.

The song started and it's the perfect for the both of you at the moment. {Play 'The I in Lie' ;)}

It was electric from the moment they crossed paths

Actively attracted but attempted to walk past

Temptation makes impatient impulses pump through married men

So just stop breathe, count to three

Is she worth it?

You and he began to remove each other clothes like you've been longing for each other's company for years. You don't feel a single awkwardness between the two of you which you find odd and satisfying, it feels like you've always wanted to do this thing with him.

"Yes, she's worth it." Patrick murmured when he heard the song. He carried you over to the bed and laid you there.

Whatever this is it doesn't feel right

Baby, think about your kids

You're not putting up a fight

We could make love tonight

But you're gonna hate yourself in the morning light

So just stop, breathe, count to three

Get your head right like

"Why did you just walk into my life right now? Patrick whispered. He's kissing your cheeks down to your neck and moans escaped your mouth.

"It's not that late Patrick. We can still change...everything." You said as he entered inside you. His groans and your moans had filled the room.

I put the I in lie

Cause I'm a cheat, cheat, cheat

I'm a cheat, cheat, cheat

And baby bang bang, kiss kiss

You and I got to put an end to this

We cheat, cheat, cheat

I'm a cheat, cheat, cheat

If you're unfaithful put your hands in the air,

Hands in the air, hands in the air

Like you're under arrest, with a guilty conscience

Stick em up if you've got a guilty conscience

"{Y/N}!"

"P-Patrick!" you both reached your limits and he collapsed on top of you.

Silence emerged for a moment and the only thing that can be heard are your heavy satisfied breathes.

"Yes, I'm a cheat...it's really not a good thing to hear but this time, I think this has been the best decision I did in my life for a long time." Patrick said and you couldn't agree more.

"I indeed put the 'I' in lie, but who says that it'll always be a bad thing?" you said with a smirk.

Patrick kissed your lips and then your forehead before cuddling with you. You both decided to sleep together. You just wished that this just didn't happen because of the alcohol, because you wouldn't want to hate yourself more in the morning light.

{I honestly felt dirty after writing this....0.o but DAYUM it's hot! Hahaha, I hope you enjoyed, Thanks for reading!!}