Re: [The Bridge over the River: Patrick/Newt]
Both? I do not know, dude, both. [He had never considered whether or not he believed Newt to be feminine, but this was not a frightening prospect to consider. It was the rest that was frightening, and the dude was most grateful when Newt just nodded and did not mention the nervous laugh or the fact that Patrick was most certainly in the process of turning into a tomato.
He could tell, too, that what he'd said about Adrian was not what was desired, but dude was not very good at saying what he was meant to say, and all he knew was that he kept seeing Newt miserable, and that it happened over and over again. He was thinking on this when they kissed. Newt leaned and Patrick removed his hands from the pockets of his jeans and held onto the ends of Newt's scarf. He pulled the dude closer still, if that was possible, and he tasted Newt's mouth with a brush of tongue that was curious and not at all cautious. More certain than previous kisses, and dude just took what he wanted with a kiss that ended in sucking suggestively on Newt's freckled lower lip before Patrick pulled back.
His hands were still holding onto the end of the scarf, and his seafoam gaze loitered on Newt's mouth, but dude was still concerned about the Adrian thing, and it felt wrong to start making out with someone who was most obviously upset. That he was upset too was not immediately important, man, since it was not immediately imperative. The question, when posed, was asked from very near, and it had an intimate tone to it.] What happens if you simply do not speak with him for a while, Newt?