— Art was a great boyfriend, very attentive and such a sweetie. Being with Art also meant being with Patrick; not like being with him, but always being around him since the two couldn’t live without each other, very co-dependent.

One thing about Patrick and Art is that they always wanted the same things, whether it was shoes, shirts, etc. And they always shared. There was an exception when it came to girls; they swore they’d never go after the same girl.

And they held that promise… until Art started dating you.

Patrick couldn’t help but feel a little drawn to you as well, you were perfect to both boys. Athletic, smart, beautiful, kind, all of the above. He knew that Art knew about his small infatuation, and Art (feeling a bit ecstatic he had something Patrick desperately wanted for once) gloated a little. ~~a lot~~

That meant he’d be a lot more touchy and affectionate in front of Patrick, definitely showing off.

Tonight the three of you were at Arts dorm, cuddled up on his bed while watching a movie on Patrick’s laptop, sharing shitty snacks since tennis season was over and you could all give your bodies time to actually eat before training started up again.

You were sandwiched between both boys, Arts arm snug around your waist; keeping a small barrier between you and Pat. He even gave Patrick a spare blanket so you wouldn’t be touching beneath a shared one.

You didn’t notice his barricades or his overly touchiness, but Patrick definitely did.