Car Crash Hearts

"I think that we were made for each other."

Patrick blinks at the words he just heard. "Excuse me?" he questions, looking at the guy in front of him with full suspicion.

The guy is overly confident; he can tell just by the way he stands with his thumbs in the belt loops of his way-too-tight jeans and the smirk adorned on his face. "You heard me. We were made for each other," he repeats, flipping his black hair out of his eyes.


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Peterick. Ooh, the drama.

Disclaimers: Never happened. If it did, Bronx Mowgli wouldn't be alive.

Contains smut and lots of fluff.

One-shot/standalone.