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Tear stained sheets (oneshot #3)

Jeremy's POV:

Jeremy opened the door to Michaels house with his spare key. "Michael are you there?" He called while kicking his muddy Converse off at the door, but got no response. I must have beat him here. Jeremy slowly climbed the stairs up into his room. He shivered, it was the middle of winter and he had forgotten to bring a jacket to school. He had had to walk all the way home in the rain. Maybe when Michael gets here he'll let me borrow his hoodie. He thought hopefully. He probably will seeing as he's my boyfriend. Jeremy looked around for something to keep him warm in the mean time but his eyes fell on Michaels bed. It looked so warm and cozy, He shivered again hugging my arms. Jeremy climbed on top of his bed and wrapped the warm comforters around myself. Jeremy instantly felt warm and safer. He snuggled into them. They smelled like Michael: Pine trees, home, cologne. He inhaled the warm smell and shut his eyes. Enjoying the peace, Jeremy drifted off into a light slumber.

Michaels POV:

Michael opened the front door to his house, knowing that Jeremy was there because it was already unlocked. Of course he beat me, I had detention. "Jeremy! I'm home!" No response. Weird. Slightly worried, He made his way up the stairs and into his room. He expected to see his boyfriend sitting on the bed texting or laying on the ground waiting for him lazily. Instead what he saw was way more adorable (Even though he's already as cute as a button). Jeremy was wrapped up in Michaels comforters and fast asleep on his bed. He looks so cute and lovable!He quietly walked over to the bed and lightly shook Jeremy awake. "Whuuu..." Jeremy muttered while burrowing himself deeper into the warm sheets. "Jer, you look like a burrito!" Michael exclaimed. "A cute burrito." He added, then got up on top of the bed and hugged Jeremy tightly. Jeremy squeaked but snuggled into Michaels side. "Hi, Mikey..." Jeremy sleepily slurred. "Hey Jerry. Sorry I'm late, I got detention for punching Dustin, again." Michael responded, kissing Jeremy's forehead lovingly. "Why'd you punch im'?" Jeremy said sleepily. "It's a long story, get some more rest buddy." Jeremy yawned. "Okay..." and shut his eyes. //AN: I wasn't gonna make this angsty but heere we go! -Naty//

Jeremy's POV:

Jeremy was standing in a plane white existence. He looked around but there was no one there. Then suddenly it appeared. The dreaded SQUIP. "Why are you here?" He asked not expecting a direct response. Im here to help you. "I don't want your 'help'!" Jeremy shouted back. Michael hates you. The only reason he stays with you is because he feels sorry for you. Do you really think he's forgiven you for everything that you did? "He forgives me. I said I was sorry!" Jeremy felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes. Sorry doesn't always cut it buddy. The squip suddenly changed its appearance to Michael. I never forgave you! You think I love you? Well think again! You hurt me so badly, and you did nothing to make it right! It hurt hearing that sweet familiar voice saying those stinging words. "I'm sorry Michael, I'm so sorry... I wish I were dead because I know nothing I could do would ever redeem the pain I caused you." Jeremy said crying at that point. I hate you! I never loved you! It's just a game to you anyway. Jeremy was sobbing. He kept thinking it's not real, this isn't Michael. It is me. "Stop it!" Jeremy was sobbing, he wanted to punch the squip, but couldn't bring himself to do it. He looked to much like Michael.

Michaels POV:

"Jeremy! Jeremy! Wake up, it's just a dream I'm right here!" Michael was shaking Jeremy because he had been sobbing and muttering apologies. Jeremy's eyes suddenly opened. He saw Michael and sobbed "I'm so sorry, I don't deserve you. I was so mean and I just- I want to be dead." Michaels eyes widened. He hugged Jeremy firmly to his chest. "Shhh, shhh it's okay. You don't have to be sorry. I love you." Jeremy took a shaky inhale. "Don't lie! I know you hate me!" "Who the hell told you that!" Michael gasped. "Y- you did." Jeremy cried curling in on himself, his lanky shoulders shaking violently. "I love you so much. It was just a dream. I don't even know if it's possible for someone to love another person more than I love you." Jeremy sniffled and hugged Michael. "I- I'm sorry..." "shh shh don't be."

//maybe a part two. Idk. I got writers block. I'm working on a chat fic chapter so yeah. Whoo! -Naty//