aroceu's ficAU where PatPran don’t go to the same university and Pat gets a girlfriend. When they’re back home visiting Pat brings his girlfriend over into his room. While they’re getting frisky, he sees Pran watching from his room. Pat grins & maintains eye contact with Pran while making out with her.
Pat gets other girlfriends and he and Pran haven’t really talked since the christmas concert. But they do keep seeing each other when they visit home and Pat always deliberately has his curtains open when he’s getting intimate with his girlfriends.
And Pran can’t stop himself from watching.
Pat doesn’t know why it’s so hot that Pran’s watching, that the guy he’s supposed to hate that he hasn’t talked to since he was fifteen has been watching him get physical with girls, but. But he’s reluctant to do it—making out, groping, sex—anywhere other than his room where Pran can see.
Obviously, Pran is dying in jealousy. But he’s also an adult. And he’s cunning.
So one time when Pat doesn’t have a girlfriend over, Pran has a friend with benefits (a boy, obviously) come over and they also get hot & steamy in his room. Pran’s window is open.
And Pat sees.
Pat didn’t know Pran swung that way, although. Although Pran looks really good with this guy. And Pat burns in something that might be jealousy. But he also can’t stop looking, especially when Pran catches his eye and smirks. Especially when Pran gets fucked & doesn’t take his eyes off Pat.
The next time Pat has a girl over he gets REALLY shameless with what they’re doing, full frontal nudity of himself and everything, which he hadn’t done before.
So in retaliation, when Pran has his friend with benefits, come over he gets extra loud that Pat can’t stop thinking about his noises for weeks.
For Pat, watching Pran have sex with this guy is. Fun. Until. One time they make out really passionately in the middle of it and it occurs to Pat that maybe this is Pran’s long term boyfriend? He feels weird and jealous and guilty. He closes the curtains.
When Pran pulls away from the guy and looks at Pat’s window and sees the curtain closed, his face falls. And suddenly he’s… not really up to it anymore.
Pran keeps an eye out but Pat’s curtains stay shut even when he’s home, even when the light’s on. And Pran has no idea what to think about this. He thought he and Pat were—well, he didn’t know what he thought. But maybe it had meant something?
Anyway Pat has a few revelations including how much he likes guys and also maybe Pran and even if Pran is taken and unattainable that doesn’t mean Pat can’t. Do some fucking around himself.
So when Pat opens his curtains again and Pran looks over, he sees that Pat has someone new over—a guy.
And it’s SUCH a surprise to Pran that the amount of jealousy he feels is unmatched to anything else. He watches as Pat makes out and starts touching the guy. It’s obviously his first time. Pran seethes and thinks, that should be ME!! I want Pat to be clumsy with ME!!! and if he has to see Pat fuck a guy, a guy that’s not him, from his own bedroom window, Pran just might lose it. But the universe is kind and he just watches as Pat and this guy make out and exchange handjobs.
When they’re done & the guy leaves Pat looks at Pran’s window smugly— —only to be met with Pran’s furious and jealous gaze.
It confuses Pat, so later that night when they’re supposed to be asleep he sneaks into Pran’s room for the first time in what feels like ages.
“What’s your deal?” he demands to Pran.
“What’s yours?” Pran shoots back. “Since when did you like guys?”
“Maybe I always liked them,” Pat says, because it’s true—because these feelings for Pran aren’t necessarily new, they just make more sense now. “What’s it to you?”
Pran scoffs. “It’s nothing to me,” he says, but it’s so obvious he’s lying.
“You’re gonna pretend you didn’t like it?” Pat asks. “Seeing me with those girls, that guy—”
“Are you gonna pretend you didn’t like seeing me?”
“With your boyfriend?” Pat scoffs. “Yeah, right.”
Pran frowns at him. “He’s not my boyfriend.”
“Sure looked like it,” Pat sneers. “You guys go around for everyone to watch?”
“It sounds like you’re the one with the problem,” Pran says accusingly. “So what if he’s my boyfriend? You had all those girlfriends.”
“Yeah, and you seemed fine watching me with them,” says Pat. “But one boy and you have a problem?”
Pran doesn’t answer, just stares at Pat fiercely.
It’s hard to say who moves first, but then they’re kissing, all over each other, finally letting out their pent up sexual tension, pure desire for one another.
Pat breathes, “You better stop sleeping with that guy,” and Pran grabs his dick and says, “I’m the only one allowed to touch you like this from now on,” and they’re so wrapped up in each other, coming too hard, too soon.
The next time Pran opens his curtains it’s not to show himself having sex, or to watch Pat have sex—it’s an invitation. And Pat, ever observant, invites himself in.
(Also all the times Pat slept with those girls he used a condom but when he and Pran fuck he doesn’t & it makes Pran feel special and possessive about it.)