Be More Chill Oneshots

deserve - deere 🖤🤍

⚠️angst to fluff⚠️

MAJOR TW: self harm
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no one's pov:
jake opened the glass door to the backyard, standing beside jeremy, who had his knees to his chest and his head in his hands.
"fuck are you doing out here? you're gonna get sick, come in." jake frowned when jeremy didn't reply. he sat down beside him, wrapping an arm around him. jeremy sniffled, and to jake's dismay, he scooted away from him.
"jerry? what's up, babe?" he murmured, opting to move in closer to jeremy, being stopped by his hand.

"g-go away." jeremy mumbled, jake pursing his lips.
"now why would i do that? leave my boyfriend out here in the cold to freeze?"
jeremy replied with something incoherent.
"hm? speak up for me baby."
"i deserve it."
"what? no you don't-"
"yes i do. stop lying to me and just piss off."

jake squatted down in front of jeremy, taking his hands gently. it began to rain.
"you know what you deserve? to be inside, snuggled up in my arms."
"please leave me alone."
"no. i'm not leaving you out here all night."

jake rubbed circles into jeremy's open hands, his thumb accidentally brushing against jeremy's right wrist. he felt faint rough bumps, stopping his movement. he glanced up at jeremy dangerously.
"if this is what i think it is. i am going to be pissed."

jake got quite angry when jeremy did these kind of things. he didn't like to think he had allowed his boyfriend to be hurt.

jeremy pulled away, wrapping his arms around himself protectively. jake stared.
"show me your arms."
jeremy shook his head, no.
"jeremy, show me your fucking arms."
"jeremiah."

jake grabbed jeremy's hands and pulled his sleeve up, face to face with relatively new scars.
jeremy pulled free, closing his eyes. jake stood up, trying to compose himself. he was never good at handling his anger. he kicked the end of the deck, making jeremy flinch.
"i told you to call me when you felt like that!" he yelled, jeremy beginning to cry.
"i can help you! god, jeremy, this is my job! i'm supposed to protect you, i want to protect you!"

jeremy's knee bounced endlessly.
"st-stop." he muttered, jake moving closer.
"stop? how about you stop hurting yourself." jake told him, kneeling down in front of him.
"for fuck sake, i just want to help!" jake reached to touch jeremy's face.

there was a sharp sound in the air, followed by the sound of jake falling back onto his hands. jake glared up at jeremy with a frankly, annoyed, expression.

jeremy stared down at his hands, then looked at jake, then back at his hands. he took a second to process.

"j-jake-! oh g-gods, i-i'm so sorry-!" he cried, opting forward to help jake, who raised his hand up for jeremy to stop. he stood up, and began to walk off. he stopped at the door.
"you can sleep alone tonight." he spat, entering the house and walking off out of view.

jeremy let out a yell of frustration, hitting the deck underneath him. he began to sob into the night, loud enough for anyone to hear him.

with jake

jake sat on the bed having took off his shoes, dialling chloe's number. if he ever needed to talk to someone other than jeremy about stuff, it was either chloe or rich. rich was on a date with michael tonight so he called chloe.

chloe: hello?
jake: chloe, hey. uh, have you got a minute?
chloe: yeah, of course. something up?
jake: well, uhm..yeah. you could say that.
chloe: hit me.
jake: well- jeremy uhm, he- he relapsed and i got mad at him cause i-i told him to call me when he got the urge to- to cut. and- and i started yelling and i got too close and he hit me and i left.
chloe: that's..a lot. wait, you- you left?
jake: oh! uhm, he was sat outside in the garden and i went out to get him inside. i'm in the bedroom right now, he's..outside.
chloe: jake, he's gonna get hypothermia.
jake: yeah, i-i know-!
chloe: okay, basically, literally just go get him and bring him inside. just hug him. you know he's weak to that shit.
jake: there's no way he'll let me! i yelled at him, chloe!!
chloe: just pick him up! pick him up and be like "jeremy i'm so sorry" and carry him inside!
jake: ..really??
chloe: uhm, yes.
jake: ..alright. thank you, chloe. i owe you.
chloe: you always owe me. now go get him!
jake: yeah. bye chloe.

jake sighed and placed his phone on the bedside cabinet, standing up and exiting the room. he opened the glass door to the backyard to find jeremy sat in the same place he'd left him, shivering and sobbing.

jake leaned down and hooked his arm underneath jeremy's legs, picking him up bridal style. jeremy let out a whimper, but didn't object, placing a hand against jake's chest. jake began walking inside, taking his boyfriend upstairs.

"do you want a bath? i can run you one." he asked, and jeremy shook his head slightly, then nuzzled himself into jake's chest. jake placed the smaller boy down on the bed as he walked over to the closet, picking out his (jake's) hoodie, sweatpants and boxers.

he stood comfortably between jeremy's legs, jeremy staring into space.
"baby? can i..undress you?" he'd done it before. but he felt the need to ask consent before he did anything like that to jeremy. jeremy nodded and let jake slip his clothes off, before he slipped different ones on.

jake grabbed the clothes jeremy was just wearing and threw them into the washing basket. he made his way back to the bed and lay down, bringing jeremy with him. jeremy sat up on his knees though, looking at the floor. jake gripped his hand and intertwined their fingers, studying jeremy's expression.

"i'm sorry." jeremy muttered, jake's lips curling up into a gentle smile. he used his free hand to move a piece of hair out of jeremy's face.
"i know. but it's okay."
"no- no, i hit you. i-i physically hurt you, jake. there was no reason for me to- to do that."
"hey, there was plenty of reasons. i got too close while yelling, i know. and i'm so sorry."
"no, stop apologising. there was no excuse to hurt you! i'm sorry, jakey, i'm so sorry-! i-i just..you- you were yelling and you got near me and it was so loud and i was scared so i-..i did that. i'm sorry. i'm sorry-"
"jeremy, babe, i know. it's alright. here, come lay."

jeremy began to cry and allowed himself to lie down beside jake, said jock wrapping his arms around him securely and kissing his hair.
"let's talk more in the morning, okay? right now, we both need some rest."

jeremy nodded slightly, his eyes closing as tears still streamed down his cheeks. jake reached over to the quilt covers and blanket, draping them both over the two of them as jeremy was physically shaking as a result of the cold.

jeremy shivered in delight, finally feeling warm and safe. though he felt guilty. oh so guilty. but that was to be fixed later, right? right.

i feel like every oneshot i've written has jake in it 💀
not intentional, i just prefer the ships

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