Boyf Riends One Shots

Sickness

 Jeremy sat on the edge of the bed, smiling gently at his boyfriend as he rolled around complaining. Michael's complaining was actually really cute, especially when started pouting and doing puppy dog eyes. With a cute smile, Jeremy stroked Michael's cheek and giggled. After a second he moved his hand up to Michael's forehead, frowning at how hot his skin was. Michael to frowned at it as well. He didn't like it when Jeremy was right.

"Well... it's kinda your own fault babe" he chuckled, cuddling Michael closer to him. Michael knew Jeremy was gonna say that. Jeremy himself didn't really care if he got sick, because if he did Michael would have to take care of him. It wasn't really mean of Jeremy, just a bit of revenge for Michael being the worst type of sick person. Michael was needy enough when he wasn't sick, but with a small cold he just got even worse and couldn't take a minute alone. Jeremy was stuck between it is so adorable and cute, or leave me alone I just wanna sleep or go to the bathroom, you needy man.

"It iiiiisssss not" Michael whined, hugging onto Jeremy's arm and looking up at him with fake sadness. Jeremy laughed and ruffled the boy's hair, unable to deny how cute he was. Still annoying though.

"You were the one playing in the rain. I tried to tell you this would happen. Who didn't listen?" Jeremy asked knowingly, while also giving him a small grin. Michael just sighed and nodded along with his boyfriend, thinking back to the memory.

"Me"

"C'mon Jeremy, we have never kissed in the rain! It would be just like a movie" Michael yelled, excitedly running out of their shared home and looking at the gently falling rain. Jeremy stood safely on their porch, leaning against one of the foundations while smiling at his boyfriend.

"No way, I'm safe and warm here" he laughed back, crossing his arms over his chest and just watching his boyfriend be silly. Michael stuck his tongue out at the other teen before continuing to frolic in the rainy weather. He was literally a 7-year-old girl when it came to most things. Jeremy rolled his eyes at Michael and slowly sat down to watch the show with delight. His boyfriend was too cute.

"Look at Me Jeremy, having fun! Not being lame" He called to his boyfriend, twirling lightly and skipping around. Jeremy raised a brow at Michael, watching as he slipped and fell into the mud. He snickered under his breath as Michael tried to get up, resulting in his falling right back down.

"Well look at me, not catching any sicknesses" he yelled back with a small smirk. Michael dismissed his boyfriend's words and continued his fun.

"I still had fun," he concluded, grabbing another tissue from the box on his nightstand. Jeremy nodded, ripping himself out of Michael's grip quickly, getting up and grabbing Michael another blanket. He didn't need Michael to ask, he could just tell when he was getting cold.

"And I'm still healthy. Whaddayaknow" he replied, laying the fuzzy black blanket over Michael. With a small glare, Michael yanked the blanket closer to himself, muttering a small 'thank you'. Jeremy nodded in response, watching as Michael stared at him with an unreadable expression.

"I'm sorry" he mumbled after a minute, causing Jeremy to smile and get back into bed with him. He hugged him back into himself, kissing his hot forehead sweetly.

"Why?" he asked, Beginning to get himself under the black blanket as well. Michael just huffed and rubbed his cheek against Jeremy's shoulder tiredly.

"For being so difficult when I'm sick" he replied almost shyly. Jeremy only giggled, finally making up his mind about how he felt.

"Don't be, I think it's adorable" he replied. And it was true, at this very moment, he couldn't imagine anything more beautiful or perfect than Michael, dripping nose, puffy eyes and all.

"Thanks, Jer." Michael said with a blush, scratching the back of his neck with a grin. They smiled at each other for a while, before cuddling even closer together. Yup, Michael was definitely cute.

Michael was cute

WAS cute

WAS

Then he threw up on Jeremy. That wasn't cute, that was disgusting. But Jeremy couldn't help not minding. Because it was Michael and Michael was his perfect bundle of pukey joy. That though made him get to cleaning.

"I love you" Michael replied with amusement as he watched Jeremy glare at him. He had finished cleaning by then and was taking a small breather. He turned slightly with a small frown.

"And you're lucky I love you back Mr" he replied, keeping his tone light so Michael knew it was teasing. Michael rolled his eyes, watching his boyfriend with a glare. After a moment of them stares, Michael broke it by sneezing his glasses off of his face.

"Ow"

This idea was given to me by AEONIUMARBOREUM, so thank you very much for that.

Semper manere fortis,

 My children