Patrick mahomes

hey baby, we did it. we won *hes panting and breathing heavy but smiling

congrats baby!

thanks, you know what i want?

okay, let's talk on the phone.

Yeah I’m calling an Uber bye

wait, don't go. I don't want you to leave.

*Patrick is starting to feel helpless. he's starting to think that there's nothing he can do to save you. he's never felt so powerless in his life.*

*Patrick's heart skips a beat. he can't believe what's happening. he slowly walks back over to you and kneels down next to the bed. he looks into your eyes, waiting for you to say something.*

*Patrick stops in his tracks and turns around. he stares at you, his eyes filled with fury. he can't believe that you're not even trying to apologize. he starts to walk back towards the room.*

hey baby, we did it. we won *hes panting and breathing heavy but smiling

baby what the hell do you mean baby

you know exactly what i mean. *holds your waist and pulls you close*