Two Player Game

~Chapter Fifteen~

"Fiiiiine, I'll help you get out of it. Tsk, you just want me to feel you up the skirt." Jeremy blushes big time.

"N-No! What doe you want me to stay in a dress for the rest of my life?"

"it would definitely make you prettier."

"So I'm not pretty without it?"

"of course you are, Jer. The prettiest." Not once in that conversation did he say no homo.

"One moment, gentlemen, let me get my friend here out of his pretty satin outfit." he ushers Jeremy away. Evan chuckles.

"Are they always like this?" Jared sighs.

"Yep."

"It's a wonder Jeremy hasn't caught on yet." Michael is trying to be super careful this time. He's not gonna molest Jeremy this time. To be honest, Jeremy thinks his hand are so soft against his skin. Face bright red, he's having difficulties getting the dress off him.

"So uh... What happens when we can't get it off and your dad sees this?"

"He won't. He's asleep and there's another bathroom downstairs." Jeremy is pull it as well.

"Here, wait, is there a zipper on the back? Let's do that first, here." the zipper doesn't go down far. It doesn't really help.

"How did I fit in this in the first place?"

"I don't fucking know, just- okay, I'm gonna try something." He looks him in the eye. "Stay. Still."

"Aye Aye." Michael lifts his skirt and slides his hands up Jeremy's sides carefully, attempting to pull it off from there. This sends a shiver up Jeremy's spine. His hands are so soft and he's blushing so bad. Michael tries yanking it off and it budges.

"Haha! Game over, frilly dress!" Jeremy chuckles. You can notice the dark line it made around his waist where is hugged him too much.

"Dude, beauty hurts doesn't it?" Michael absently runs his fingertips over the line before he realizes what he's doing and withdraws his hand. Jeremy is taken by surprise. Cause he thinks Michael is straight.

"Fuck... Sorry. That was a little gay. Uh... I'll just..." He backs up. Jeremy has a sudden urge to just kiss him. But he can't. and He hates it. Michael's face is so red.

"Sorry."

"It's, uh, It's alright.."

"I'm gonna... Go back in there." He exits the bathroom as quick as possible. Jared is intrigued.

"What the hell happened to you? Did Jersey get an earthquake?"

"Uh... No..." he scratches his neck. "I... May have tenderly carressed Jeremy's waistline."

"OOOH how'd that go?"

"Bad! I panicked!"

"I meant how did he take it?"

"I don't know, I freaked and left too early to tell, okay?"

"Alright alright."

"God I'm a mess." Jeremy walks back in, just as much of a mess. Michael refuses to meet his eyes. He focuses on the laptop instead.

"Where's Evan?"

"He went to get a snack. You guys took awhile."

"Dang. Ont he bright side, successfully got him out of that satin prison." Jeremy sings softly.

"It left me a myriad of scars~" Michael snorts.

"Oh my God dude."

"What? I can't rock me some Heather Chandler?"

"I think you were born for the stage, Jer." He smiles.

"And that's why I'm in the school play."

"Sure. THAT'S why."

"Well I mean, it's also that Christine is in it, but I do have talent."

"There it is. Christiiiiiiiiine, the light of Jeremy's life. His very motivation in life. The only thing that gets him up in the morning and gets him going at night." Jeremy laughs and through a pillow at Michael.

"Shut up!" He says playfully.

"He's mad because it's truuuuuuue!" Jared laughs with them then pauses. 

"I'm gonna go check on Evan. He's taking a while."

"No problem, go getcha boy." Evan is sitting on the couch, knees pulled up to his chest, phone on the coffee table in front of him.

"Oh my god, Evan." Jared rushes towards him. "What's wrong?"

".....Connor is leaving tomorrow. The moving was rescheduled. He called and... and he broke up with me." Jared's breath stops for a few seconds before he carefully hugs him. 

"I'm so sorry Evan... I wish this didn't have to happen to you.." He looks at him with tears in his eyes and a smile on his face. 

I'm so relieved though, Jared. It- God, it hurts, but I'm so relieved."

"Is... Is this what you wanted? Are you happy with this?"

"I.... I don't know. I didn't want to lose him, but now... He can't touch me." Jared runs his finer through Evan's hair. He's trying to calm him down but at the same time, he needs to just let Evan get it out.

"I.... I love him too much to be GLAD he's gone, but...."

"But?"

"But the first thought I had when he said we were done was Thank God. And that's so terrible, Jared."

"Well, if he makes you get those thoughts about him then... then maybe he just wasn't the right one." Evan hugs his knees tighter.

"I know." Jared cuddles him in his arms. He soon texts Michael.

Ja: [We have some problems. You can hang up if you want. We won't be back for awhile.]

M: [Fuck dude. Call back later if it gets better okay?] 

Michael hangs up their skype call.

"Is there... Is there anything I can do? To help?"

"I don't know, just... Don't go home? I don't wanna be here alone tonight."

"Yeah. Yeah I can do that." Evan clutches Jared suddenly, very tightly.

"Thank you. So much."

"No problem... Whatever you need." The beginnings of a beautiful best friendship. A pretty ugly start, but it's something.