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Patrick Hockstetter x Male!Reader
When Patrick first met you, he didn't really acknowledge your existence until he saw you cry in the locker rooms, making him have a fuzzy feeling in his stomach (and his lower regions)
He doesn't really care for gender tbh. He considers himself to be unlabeled and doesn't have time to put a label on it (He has places to be and bitches to see)
'Other people knew he was a total mess but still found him attractive (He was for the ladies.. and some of the fellas.. you really can't control who you turn on). He used his charm to get what he wanted and it worked on you
At one point, he took his shirt off in front of you and was like, "What?? We're both guys, there's nothing to be ashamed of." And if you are a trans male, he'd use that to his advantage and ask a whole bunch of questions like, "So.. you still have a pussy/tits??"
Once you two got together, he'd be a little rougher on you and more aggressive and tell you to "Man up" or "Quit being a chick" when you cried or did anything remotely "feminine"
When your voice would crack or went a little deep for like a split second he'd definitely laugh at you and be like, "Damn, did your balls (hehe.. balls..) drop again??" or if you're trans he'd say something like, "Omg did you grow a dick?? I think WE should look and check"
During a session of bussin it down sexual style, he'd definitely be like, "Be a good boy and beg for me. Now." *Cutely spits on you* or be like "Good boys need to learn when to speak and don't talk for themselves, got it??" (Gross- I mean unless you're into that.. cuz me too)
Would be competitive towards you just to prove he's more masculine than you and that you're nothing but a little ragdoll to him that he can toss around