Wanna Be My Player Two? (boyf riends)

michael in a creepy dark bedroom oh god i think i heard something

"Hey! That's not fair!"

"Haha! Way too slow for your own good."

It was almost 2 AM and an iconically inseperable duo of teenagers were lying on two stuffy yet surprisingly comfortable bean bags playing what looks like the retro version of Mario Kart against each other. They were having so much fun they didn't seem to have a care in the world.

"I'm not slow! You totally pussied out and used a bomb on me!"

"That's what you get for using banana peels  too much, Jeremy!"

Well except for winning and losing of course.

It's been a while since Michael and Jeremy had a sleepover like this one, especially since the whole supercomputer-related catastrophe happened they didn't really have time to properly hang out.

Actually they did have time, lots of it, but the squip decided to turn Jeremy a colossal dickhead and cut off any connection he had with Michael, even blocking him from his physical field of vision. Jeremy literally couldn't see him at all for months.

Of course this caused some major backlash on Michael as he desperately tried to find  ways to get his best friend back, sending him messages, passing him notes, he even tried full on fighting this one time only have every attacked dodged by a supercomputer-possessed Jeremy.

And even after everything that happened, after the excruciatingly long time Michael spent at the hospital, worrying and waiting for his best friend to recover from the possible brain damage the squip might've caused, they still weren't able to spend time together properly, because of all the catching up Jeremy had to do in school.

At least all of that was in the past now though, their friendship only strengthened by all that they've been through and they could hang out just like the good old days.

Jeremy relished the time he spent with Michael because it was always a barrel of laughs, which was also probably why he was his designated 'favorite person' of all time.

"Boom. Beat you again." Michael gloated

Except when he was losing at Mario Kart of course.

"Screw you man! Best four out of seven!"

It wasn't a very well known fact but Jeremy Heere did indeed suck at Mario Kart, and Micheal did everything he could to remind him of it.

Still, there was something off about Jeremy which he couldn't quite explain, maybe he's been pushing away some thoughts of a certain kind that he's been having for some time. Maybe it's been so persistent that Jeremy had no choice but to notice them. Maybe it was nothing. Yeah it was probably nothing, mostly because it was ridiculous. Michael was his best friend he couldn't possibly.

Nevertheless, he's been zoning out from time to time and it's  inadvertently caused him to lose so many rounds, more than usual. He'd mostly catch himself just flat out staring at him, and on the rare occasion he wasn't, he was thinking about him.

It was really weird but he just couldn't stop.

"Still not tired of losing yet? Well how can I resist but to whoop your ass time and time over!"

"......."

"Uhhh Jeremy? Jeremy! Earth to Jeremy...Yo Jeremy!"

Oh shit he noticed.

"Gah...bwah...."

"What is up with you toady man, did you hit the weed without me or something?" Michael questioned "Because if you did, you owe me a slushie man, that's *our* special bonding time."

"O-of course not, I was just thinking about some things!"

"What kind of 'things'."

"I-uh..." Jeremy stammered "College and stuff, you ever think about what you wanna take up in the future?"

"Man, save that headache for another day."

Jeremy was lying of course, it would be awkward to tell someone you were thinking about them, especially another dude. That would be kinda gay.

"Hey, are we go another round or not? Or are ya to scared?" Michael smirked and somehow that was all Jeremy could think of

Which was absurd. He wasn't even gay, he liked girls for god's sake! He's just been having some really gay thoughts lately.

"Y-yeah sure."

There was an obnoxiously loud storm brewing outside but the two teenagers couldn't care any less. They were having mindless, senseless fun like they used to, all was well.

"Check this out Jeremy! Rainbow Road time! Here we go!"

KRRAAAACKKKKKKKKKK

"AW WHAT THE FUCK."

Both teenagers were scared shitless as all the lights in the house went off at the same time a crashing sound of thunder filled their eardrums. The only light source left, being the quiet, dim glow of their cellphones.

After probably feeling what it was like to have a heart attack, Jeremy and Michael took a moment to collectively calm down and pick themselves up from the floor.

"Jesus fuck, that scared the living daylights outta me."

"It also scared the lights out of the house." Jeremy blood was still pumping "Hmm, wait here, I'm gonna look for some lanterns."

"You're gonna leave me alone in the daaaark, where all the bedroom monsters are gonna come and eat me?"

"You can fight them off for five minutes."

"Just so you know, this is how people die in horror films!"

"You'll be fine."