My Love From The Canvas

Chapter 9: My knight in shining armour part 2

Jamie's POV

I am shaken out of my thoughts by Patrick answering my question “I don’t know I still don’t know what that feels like so I’ll just eat when you eat.” That makes sense. I just hope that his metabolism isn’t too much faster than mine. I could end up starving him by accident. “That sounds like a plan. I’m hungry so what do you want to eat? Anything you want just no cucumbers” insert shudder here. Patrick just rolls his eyes at me and says “Chocolate chip cookies.”

“Not a meal but I like how you think. Cookies it is.” I pull out the ready made dough that I made and put in the freezer, portion out a couple then put them into the oven. “You know what would go great with choc chip cookies… Hot chocolate. I can’t believe I never had you try some. It's only the best hot drink ever and anyone who says otherwise is a fool.” I hold up my pointer finger as though I am teaching him something important and in a way I am.

After waiting for 15 minutes both the cookies and the hot chocolate were done. Me and Patrick sat on my couch together and I put on my all time favorite show ‘Wipeout’ I just get so much enjoyment from watching people try and fail again and again to defeat the big red balls. After about an hour of relaxing I go through to my room to start unpacking my clothes. Much to my surprise Patrick follows me in. “Do you need something?”

“No I just don’t like to be away from you is all.” I turn my back to him so that he can’t see how red my cheeks have become.

“Okay, well if you’re going to stay you have to help. Here help me fold these.” I hand him a pile of clean clothes and he quickly gets to work. After we finish with my room we move around the apartment tidying and dusting basically erasing any evidence that I haven’t been home in a week. After we’re done we are both tired and since it’s about bedtime and we have to be up early tomorrow so we can buy some clothes for Patrick before my shift we have some dinner and head straight to bed.

The Next Day

I wake up at around 5.30am and go to the kitchen to make some breakfast but when I come out I see Patrick is pouring coffee into mugs. “Where did you learn to make coffee?”

“Turns out the internet is so helpful I just googled ‘how to make coffee’ and voila coffee.” He makes a spreading gesture with his hands when he says ‘voila’ I just hope it’s good. I take a sip and it’s perfect and just the way I take it two creams and three sugars.

“Is it good? Two creams and three sugars right?” I would ask how he knows that but he seems to know everything about me which should be unsettling but I just find it sweet. “Yes but if we want to get a good amount of shopping in we should leave soon.”

“Okay, you go take a shower and I’ll make you breakfast and when you’re done I’ll shower and get ready while you eat.”

“Sounds like a plan.” And I get up and walk into my room, pick out an outfit then head to the bathroom.

When I come out I smell bacon and eggs and my mouth starts to water so I get dressed quickly and make my way out. When Patrick smiles at me it makes my heart flutter then with no regard for butterflies his actions release into my stomach he goes for his shower. So in an attempt to calm my heart I decide to stuff my face and twenty minutes later he comes out fully dressed with damp hair and a flush on his skin from the hot water and my once calm her starts to beat erratically.

The worst part is he doesn’t even know how undeniably attractive he is which makes him all the more attractive. “Alright let’s go we’re losing daylight.” Hopefully the fresh air will help clear some of these impure thoughts from my head. It doesn’t take us long to reach the mall and we head into the first men’s clothing store that we see. As soon as we enter the store I go into buy mode picking up anything and everything. Then I hand them all to Patrick and tell him to go try them on.

Patrick comes out in outfit after outfit looking absolutely gorgeous in every single one though there is a theme that seems to suit him very well: short sleeve cuffed dress shirts, dark jeans and casual oxfords with a bomber jacket for when it gets cold. We get a bunch of dress shirts in different colours and styles a lot more jeans, shoes and sweaters. I got him a Trench Coat for wintertime. We get some joggers, hoodies and t-shirts for sleeping, casual wear and exercise.

By the time we finish shopping and piling everything into the car we have just enough time to drop it all off and get to work in time for my shift. When I get to work I tell Patrick to sit at one of the tables while I get ready when I’m done I go and change into my uniform. Without further interruption I start my shift and throughout the whole day I can feel Patrick’s eyes following me wherever I go but when I turn around he is always looking at something else. Maybe it’s all in my head.