#patrick bateman x oc
Patrick Bateman x Reader
Words: 500
Living in a house with a nice garden was always a big dream of yours.
To see the flowers bloom after winter always warmed your heart you just wished to see your own garden bloom like the ones you always saw.
You wanted your hydrangea bush, roses, and all the flowers you could get your hands on, trees, a nice cherry blossom tree that would have gorgeous flowers during spring.
You craved it so badly, you always worked hard so you could just get that, a house, a garden a possibly a dog.
And yet somehow there you were, living in an apartment, well more like a penthouse with your boyfriend, Patrick.
He was controlling, you knew that, Patrick was… special. You noticed the small things about him. You saw how he went from smiling to a frown in less then a fraction of a second whenever he turned his back to his ‘friends’ or colleagues.
Even with you, you caught him doing it a couple times. But somehow it was still different.
Because with you at least he cared, Patrick was extremely possessive. He hated seeing you in short skirts in public. He hated the thought of other men seeing you like that. It was for his eyes only.
You were convinced he never listened to you, that he only cared about his public image. Because he did say nice things to you but never in private. He only showed some fraction of affection. Just to ensure in the public eye that you were his.
Not to say that he was rough or rude in private, he was just more… reserved? He kept to himself. He was rather quiet. He liked to work out. And your sex life was also very very active.
“Tomorrow, meet me during your lunch break, meet me at the park close to your building.”
You were surprised to hear that. Patrick usually went out to eat with his colleagues to eat. But you weren’t dumb, you of course agreed.
Next day, you headed to the park, only to see Patrick checking his watch before he looked up and spotted you.
He guided you to a perfectly set up picknick under a beautifully blooming tree.
“You said you like flowers…so…” he then stayed silent and sat down on the blanket he put out. You could only assume how hard was it for him to sit on the dirtyfloor. You also sat down only to have Patrick pull you close to his side. “You just wait. I will get us a house, with a big garden.”
You knew better than to tease him or to reply, so you just nodded.
You enjoyed your lunch break you would have to go back way too early.
“A big garden so our kids can run around in.” that almost made you choke on your sandwich. You looked at him, wide eyed.
“Kids?” you didn’t expect a reply, and you for sure didn’t get one. But you didn’t one either.
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