My Very Own One-shots Book

Playdate: Michael x Butters

A.N.:Another sad fanfic for Butters x Michael. The sweater butters is wearing in the pic is the one he is wearing. BTW y'all should try Melanie Martinez she's awesome. (Michael's text. Butter's text.)

Butters was watching a late night movie in his room when he got a text. Butters knew who it was. He was hesitant. The phone dinged again. He sighed and checked it.

Hey Buttercream you should come over.

Come on Butters. I wanna play.

I can't .

Butters was lying. He could. His parents would be gone all weekend but he was tired of going over to Michael's. It was the same thing every time. Butters knew he was just a booty call and he hated that he couldn't say no.

Don't you love me my buttercup?

I do love you but you don't love me...

I do love you. Come over and I'll prove it.

I'll be over soon.

Butters always caved. He knew it wasn't healthy. He couldn't keep on pretending that Michael actually love him. He can't pretend it doesn't bother him. He changed into the undies that Michael liked best. Next was his thigh highs and gartners. He slipped on booty shorts and his slightly over sized and coming off his shoulder sweater. He went to his vanity and applied a nice layer of lip gloss that always left a red tint. He combed his hair and checked his teeth. Once he felt he was ready he grabbed his keys and phone and left.

What's taking so long? I'm getting bored.

I'm on my way. I had to get ready.

Good. Can't wait to see you.

Butters walked to Michael's house. He grabbed his key and went into Michael's room. The room was a bit of the mess. He recognize a hat on the floor. It was Stan's. He felt a pain in his chest. This was all a game to Michael. Butters always knew it. He knew he was replaceable which is why he stayed.

Michael came into clearly freshly showered. Like it mattered. Butters knew Stan was here not that long ago and Michael just wanted to play with someone else.

"Hey baby."

"Hello love."

"You look amazing."

"Thank you."

"Where's my hello kiss?"

Butters went over and quickly pecked Michael's lips. He avoided eye contact. He was upset and not in the mood. He went to the bed and sat down. Michael was close behind. He wasn't wasting any time.

Butters got lost in pleasure and temporarily forgot all the heartache. He let Michael take advantage of him. He couldn't help it. He loved the man. Even if he was nothing but a toy to him he will stay.

Once Michael was asleep Butters got up sore and empty. He got dressed and stumbled home. He sat in the shower and cried. Why couldn't he be happy?Butters cleaned up and rises off. He turn off the water and got into some baggy clothes. He laid in his bed, void of any emotions. Eventually he drifted to sleep.

When butters woke up around noon. He had three messages from Michael.

Last night was amazing babe.

I wish you were here I'm bored.

Are you asleep?

Sorry I was asleep. Wanna come over and watch a movie?

Sure we can 'watch a movie.'

I'm serious. No sex just a movie and cuddling.

Sounds lame. I'll find someone who wants to play.

Butters frowned at his phone. Of course he will find someone else. Of course he doesn't want to come and do something other then sex. In a fit of rage he threw his phone against the wall. The phone shattered.

That Monday he got a note from Michael saying to meet in the back of the school. He threw out the note and went to class. He was done playing games.

Michael approach him after school. He pushed right passed him. He walked down the snowy sidewalk. Michael got into his car and drove beside him.

"Butters!"

"Yes Michael?"

"Why didn't you answer my text. I missed you."

"My phone broke."

"Get in the car so we can talk."

"No."

"Why are being so unreasonable?"

Butters flipped him off and walked faster. He hated that he was pushing Michael away but he can't be a toy. He wanted someone to love him. To make him feel like he mattered. Michael was not the person for that. He was tired of Michael using his love and kindness against him.

He walked into his house and went straight to his room. He was attempting to his homework when there was a knock.

"Butters, there is some here for you. I'm sending him up."

Butters grabbed his pepper sprayed and held it tightly. Michael walked in. He sat on Butters bed.

"What's going on with you love?"

Butters glared,"Shut the fuck Michael. I'm tired of your B.S."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I know I'm just a toy to play with. You just keep me around to play games. I'm not an idiot. I'm naïve not stupid."

"Fine. I'll confessed. I was sleeping around but I love you."

"Do you really mean that?"

"Of course. "

"You know I give a fuck about you everyday.
Guess it's time that I tell you the truth
If I share my toys, will you let me stay?
Don't want to leave this play date with you."

"We can play together forever."

A.N.:Btw I used the lyrics. Its underlined. What do you guys think of this one? Maybe I should do another based on a song. Sorry for rushed ending and errors in All my stories.