|My Smile's An Open Wound Without You
||[Nov. 21st, 2007|08:33 pm]
|||||TV in the background||]|
Title: My Smile's An Open Wound Without You
Summary: Spencer's a little self-conscious about his smile.
Disclaimer: This totally happened.
Author Notes: My first ever official post on LJ. This is for Beckie, because she is made of win and I love her. : D
My Smile's An Open Wound Without You.
Patrick opened his eyes slightly and peered down at Spencer, curled up at his side. Patrick pulled him into a kind of hug, and rested his head gently against Spencer's.
Patrick woke up again, only to find Spencer twirling his fingers around in his hair. He opened his eyes fully, revealing those precious greens that Spencer was crazy about.
Spencer climbed ontop of Patrick, and they exchanged their smiles.
Patrick loved it when Spencer smiled. His smile seemed to brighten everything up.
Patrick always wondered why he didn't smile in photoshoots. Even when the others were smiling, Spencer always kept a straight face. Patrick didn't get it.
"Spencer, how come you never smile in pictures?"
Spencer stopped playing with Patrick's hair, and instead looked down at his chest.
"I don't know. I always thought I looked like an idiot when I smile."
Patrick couldn't believe it. He thought the complete opposite. Spencer looked gorgeous when he smiled.
"Spence, you're completely wrong. Your smile is genuine."
Before Spencer could respond, Patrick leaned forward and pressed their lips together. It caught Spencer a little off guard, but he was soon kissing back hungrily. Patrick fisted his hands in Spencer's hair. Spencer pulled away, and started planting kisses along Patrick's jawline, and trailing down his neck. Patrick's hands slipped down Spencer's back, Spencer decided to reconnect their lips.
Patrick started to trace the outline of Spencer's bottom lip with his tongue, asking permission to enter. He opened up, his tongue meeting Patrick's. Spencer held the sides of Patrick's face, lightly thumbing the space under his ears. Patrick ran his hands up and down Spencer's sides, making his shirt ride up.
"Off." Patrick grumbled.
Spencer let Patrick pull his shirt off. Then he shifted so he was half on Patrick, half on the bed, and started the kissing up again.
Spencer slipped a hand under Patrick's shirt, his fingers making small circles on his stomach. Patrick's hands were roaming slowly, eventually resting on the small of his back.
Spencer pulled away again, resting his head on Patrick's chest. Patrick propped his chin up on Spencer's head, fingers slowly combing through his hair.
"I love you, Patrick."
"I love you too, Spencer."