Boyf riends Oneshots (Requests are open)

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i know i've been posting a lot sorry 😬

oooo, how about a vent chapter 💅

michaels pov
saturday, aka the day most people have fun with their family or friends, and have a break from school. i feel the same, every single day is the same.

i lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, wearing nothing but my hoodie and some shorts. it's silent, i don't even have my headphones on, it gets too loud sometimes.

sometimes everything is too loud and overwhelming.

but there are other times when the silence itself gets too loud and you need a distraction.

i hear a knock on my door and cringe. so loud. i thought to myself. (no, he's not hungover)

"what?" i question.

"michael, it's jeremy. can i come in?" jeremy asked.

my mood lifts a bit, but still not enough, "mhmm."

jeremy opens the door to see my laying on my bed. he closes it behind him and sits next to me.

"what's up?" jeremy mumbled, trying to start a conversation.

i shrug, feeling weak and pathetic.

"what's wrong?" my best friend questions.

i shrug again, feeling tears in the back of my eyes, for no reason whatsoever.

i don't even feel the tears escape my eyes until jeremy points it out, "michael, please, i wanna help."

i don't respond.

i want to, but i don't.

"do you wanna play video games?"

i shake my head, keeping a deadpan expression.

jeremy starts playing with my hair, "what do you wanna do then?" he asks patiently.

"i—" before i could get words out i choke on my sobs. i quickly close to my mouth and shake my head, tears flowing out of my eyes as i bit my lip, trying to contain sobs.

"michael..." the boy beside me mumbles, pulling me into a sitting position and wrapping his arms around me.

"do you want to talk about it?"

i finally let out the words, "i j-just feel so n-numb! everyday is the same and i can't do anything besides sit in my bed, w-wasting the day away." i cry into his shoulder.

jeremy rubs my back and listens intently, "i'm sorry, micha, is there anything i can do?"

"th-thats the problem! i d-don't know how to fix it! so instead i just sit and wait for the next day hoping i feel b-better tomorrow, but i n-never do!" i sniffle, letting the tears cloud my vision.

"shh... it's ok, michael. let it out. i'll always be heere for you, remember that." jeremy whispers, kissing my hair.

i'm a little to busy crying to have gay panic right now, so i'll question that later and lean into jeremys touch.

"thanks, jerebear." i mumble into his neck.

"for what?"

"just being here, i know there's not much i can do right now to feel better, but i'm still glad you're here." i explain.

jeremy lets out a soft laugh, "wanna take a nap? you're, uh, probably exhausted."

i nod and drag him down on the bed with me, as he cuddles into my chest. i wrap my arms around him and drift off to sleep. maybe i'll feel better in the morning.

we love vent chapters 😎💅