#quickdrawpat

Michael flew from his desk as soon as Patrick announced his return, ignoring Gavin’s strangled yelp when the bomb blew up in his Oculus. His boyfriend was back and Michael had really missed him. Mexico was going to get annihilated after this.

His heart was buzzing with a pleasant feeling when he burst into Pat’s office, his eyes brightening when he actually saw his boyfriend.

“Holy fucking shit I missed you,” Michael whispered as he practically stumbled over and pressed a kiss onto Pat’s lips, holding the other’s face with his hands, fingers shaky from the sudden rush of adrenaline.

Michael double checked his reflection, adjusting the tie with uncharacteristic scrutiny. He licked his lips before gently touching his freshly cut hair. The barber had asked him a few questions but all Michael had requested was “make me look handsome.”

And the stylist had delivered. The cut framed his face well, somehow melting away his baby cheeks and giving Michael a chiseled jaw line. There was no time to have actually grown some stubble so his chin was as smooth as a baby’s ass but the idea for tonight was to look so hot jaws hit the floor the moment he walked in.

The tuxedo was a rental but Meg had an eye for fashion, dragging him to various boutiques around Austin to find one that made him sexy enough to eat by the handful. With the figure accentuating vest and the shoulder broadening jacket, Michael deserved to be on the cover of Vogue. 

One quick selfie in the mirror later Michael stepped out of his bathroom and texted his boyfriend, asking him if he was ready. Okay so all the Hunters had participated in a small fib. The idea was to go to a big fancy dinner in celebration for the seventh anniversary of the Hunters division. Of course the rest of the Hunters were doing celebrations but Michael was taking Patrick on a dinner date at one of the fanciest bistros in town. Thank God he had made a reservation (a month ago no less) and didn’t need to pull the “I’m Mogar” card at the door.

He posted the picture onto Twitter, captioning it with a quick “celebrating 7 years soon” before stepping out the door. Geoff had been kind enough to let him borrow a car and Michael had cleaned and waxed that baby ‘til it looked brand spanking new.

Michael arrived at his house later into the day, happy to have spent the entire time with his friend and consuming their weight in pizza and cheese sticks. They definitely had to do whatever that was again. It was far too fun to be a one time deal.

He entered his apartment before pulling out his phone, smiling as the first thing to pop up was his conversation with Patrick. Chewing his lower lip, Michael glanced at the nearest clock before firing a quick message, asking his friend to come over with the clothes. Michael would like to go to work tomorrow after all.

[SMS: Pattycake]: Warning, nothing fits so don’t expect this flawless princess to step out.