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michaels pov
"oh my god, jeremy, why are you so adorable?" i whisper screamed over the phone. it was around midnight and jeremy had fallen asleep over our facetime call.

jeremy smiled in his sleep, and i wondered if he could hear me through this unconsciousness. i didn't know what to do, so i kinda just... watched him?

that sounds creepy, nevermind.

"jerebear, what are you doing to me?" i wonder out loud. i'm completely head over heels for jeremy, but he's as oblivious as a snail.

i don't really know what that analogy is but you get the point.

jeremy grumbled in his sleep and shoved his face further into his pillow. i smiled at him and giggled slightly. "jeremyyyyy. i'm bored, wake up and talk to me."

jeremy didn't wake up and i sighed. "you didn't sleep yesterday, did you?"

jeremy mumbled in his sleep again, he was always a sleep-mumbler. i thought it was really cute.

"mmmichael." he mumbled.

my face turns red and i smile like an idiot. he's dreaming of me? he's such a dork.

i watched as he started thrashing around and my expression turned worried. "shit, you're having a nightmare. jeremy, please wake up. jeremy."

he wouldn't wake up but he started crying softly and whimpering. "jeremy, please."

i took a deep breath and did the only thing that came to mind. i closed my eyes and started to softly sing,

"i heard there was a secret chord,
that david played and it please the lord,
but you don't really care for music, do ya?

well it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth,
the minor fall, the major lift
the baffled king composing
hallelujah

hallelujah, hallelujah,
hallelujah, hallelu—u—jah"

i open my eyes to see jeremy staring at me with wide eyes and i immediately panic. "u-umm... hEY jeremy." i say with a voice crack.

"that was... that was really good micha. thanks for, uh, waking me up from my nightmare." jeremy smiles sheepishly.

"uh... n-no problem." i mumble, embarrassed.

"why don't you ever sing to me?" he questions.

"because... i'm shy, and i'm not that good." i murmur.

"well, i think you're amazing." jeremy smiles.

i stop thinking for a minute and just blurt something out, "i love you, jeremy."

well, shit. that was stupid.

the pale boy on my screen had a giant smile on his face, "i love you too, micha." how was he so calm?!

"oh, well, that's... neat?" i stutter out.

"it, uh... it sure is?" oh my god, we're both so awkward. i looked slightly upwards to my clock on my phone, it read 12:48 am.

"listen," i started over the receiver, "i know it's almost 1am and all, but can i come over?" i question nervously.

"i will physically fight you if you don't get over heere in the next 10 minutes." jeremy deadpanned.

i laughed, "alright, i'll be there soon."

i hung up the facetime call and quickly threw my hoodie over my head and my phone in the front pocket of it. i still had shorts on but honestly, i was too lazy to change into pants.

i snuck out of the house, not before leaving a note for my moms so they don't call the police and report me missing (they've almost done that before) and walked to jeremys house.

it was only a 5 minute walk and i quickly climbed up the tree next to his window and crawled onto the roof.

i tapped on the window (don't you dare) and saw jeremys head pop out of his covers excitedly. he had a dorky smile on his face and i chuckled.

he opened the window but before i could head inside, he grabbed the front of my hoodie and pulled me into a kiss. my eyes widened in shock but soon i melted into it and smiled.

he pulled away, much to my dislike, and smiled nervously at me, "uh... sorry, i couldn't help myself. shit, i should've asked first." he rambled.

"no, no! i, er, i liked it." i said sheepishly. the freckled boy smiled again and dragged me into his room. i shut the window behind me, then turned around.

"so... what do we do now?" i question.

"well, since we confessed our love for each other, i say we make it official?" jeremy mumbled quietly, but i could still hear him.

"of course! boyf riends?" i asked as i held out my hand.

he looked up at me and gently placed his hand on mine, "yea, boyf riends."

i interlaced our fingers and enjoyed the feeling of his palm on mine. "let's cuddle." i suggest.

"sounds like a plan."

i flop onto jeremy bed and get under the cover, the other boy doing the same. as soon as he lays down, i wrap my arms around his waist and pull him into my chest.

"i love you, michael." jeremy mumbled into my hoodie.

"i love you too, jeremy." i smile to myself, stroking his hair gently as we both fell asleep.

i'm tired

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