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Blood on the sidewalk(oneshot #1)

//This is a redone and better version of my first Drabble. -Naty//

Fluff/Angst Hurt/Comfort

Jeremy's POV:

Jeremy was walking towards Michaels house on his way back from school. When he saw the bright red mark of  blood on the dusty sidewalk, he thought nothing of it. It's probably from some unlucky freshman who got beat up. Jeremy thought. By that time he had made it to Michaels front door. Jeremy used his trusty spare key to unlock the Mell family's house. Michael didn't know that Jeremy was coming but he knew that he was always welcome. Jeremy opened the door only to hear soft sobs coming from upstairs.

Michael's POV:

Michael was walking home from school like usual when he heard some jocks snickering. Michael slightly eavesdropped and heard them talking about how Jeremy was such a loser. Michaels fists clenched, he wasn't going to let these guys trash talk his player one, his bes- boyfriend! He walked up to them. "Jeremy's not a loser! He's cooler than any of you!" The leader, who's name was Dustin Cropp, steped forward. "You talkin' to me?" "Y- yeah!" Michael stuttered out. "Get em'!" Dustin hissed to his buddies.

Jeremy's POV:

Jeremy rushed upstairs to a sobbing Michael curled up on the ground with the hood of his hoodie up, covering his face. "Mikey, what's wrong?!" Michael sniffled. "I-im fine..." "No your not! You never just sit there when I come over, you come up and hug me. And you never wear your hood up inside the house! Not to mention the fact hat your crying." Jeremy exclaimed.
"It's- its" Michael shifted but winced in pain. "Michael i swear if someone hurt you-" "It's okay they just-" Michael was cut of by his own sobs. Jeremy rushed forward and huged Michael. He griped Jeremy tightly and pushed his face into Jeremy's chest.

Michaels POV:

Oh my god, I'm bleeding on him!Michael pulled back realizing his error. He looked at Jeremy's shirt nervously. Jeremy looked down at his shirt, probably feeling the wetness, were a spot of crimson stained it. Jeremy looked up but Michael had already hidden his face. "Michael show me your face." Jeremy's voice cracked on the word face. "N- no!" Michael yelped. Jeremy lunged forward and flipped Michaels hood down. Michael gave a sqeak of surprise.

Jeremy's POV:

Jeremy saw that Michaels face was bruised and scraped. He had one black eye and a bloody nose. That's were the blood came from. "Oh my god, WHO THE HELL DID THIS!" Michael winced and whimpered. "Shh shhh, it's okay. I'm sorry I yelled." Jeremy cooed pulling Michael to his chest. "It was Dustin an- and his b- b- buddies..." Jeremy felt anger course through him. "Why did they beat you up?" Michael sobbed but responded. "I w- was walking home l- like usua- a- al, when I- I heard d- Dustin and his b- buddies talking tr- trash about y- you. So I wal- k- ked over t- to them and stood up for you. As you can see that didn't end well." Jeremy was crying now too. "Mikey you didn't have to do that for me! I'm a loser and that's the price I have to pay." "B- but that's the thing! Your not a loser!" Jeremy sighed. "Let's get you to bed." Jeremy picked Michael up, Michael wrapped his arms and legs around Jeremy slowly unwrapping them when they made it to the bed. "I'm going to go get a first aid kit." Michael took Jeremy's hand "D- don't leave me." Jeremy looked down at Michael and slowly made his way under the covers. "I wouldn't dream of it" Michael snuggled into Jeremy's chest and mumbled out "I love you." before falling asleep. Jeremy kissed Michaels head before slowly drifting to sleep.

//Omg so much fluff! But also angst! BTW I do not sin the world with smut (I don't write smut) -Naty//