broadway multifandom oneshots

bmc: book! boyf riends

Jeremy's pov

I get out of bed and stretch, with a grunt. I run a hand through my bed head and get up, checking my phone. One missed call from Michael.  No big, deal, I'll just tell him to meet up with me at the mall.

JEREMY.

yeah?

I THINK YOU SHOULD CALL MICHAEL BACK.

why? It probably isn't that important.

WHEN DOES HE EVER CALL YOU THIS EARLY UNLESS IT IS AN EMERGENCY?

...f_c_... You're right.

I pick up my phone and start dialing his number, anxiously listening to the ringing as my phone connects to his line.
"Jeremy, thank god. Okay, I have a problem." Michael starts.
"Okay? What is it?" I ask.
"You're gonna laugh at me. But, umm, I may not be straight... exactly. Like, ahhhghhh. This is so weird to explain. But I was watching a move with Keanu Reeves in it right?" Michael starts
"Oh my god."I sigh seeing where this is going. "If you tell me that you got a boner while watching Keanu Reeves,  I'm hanging up and going back to bed."
"No don't hang up."Michael sighs.  "It's not just Keanu. Like, there's multiple guys that make stop and think 'd_____mnnnn'. Not all of them are celebrities either. " Michael explains.

"Okay, so you're bi.  That isn't the end of the world, I promise. " I lay back on my bed, my phone still to my ear.
"I know, but it's weird for me. I always thought busty Asian beauties (supernatural reference, no offense intended) would be enough for me."
Michael sighs.
"Look, I'm going back to bed. just calm down and lay down for a bit and I'll call back. " I hang up and toss my phone to the floor.

STUPID.

what?

HE WAS TRYING TO CONFESS SOMETHING TO YOU, DUMB A_ _.

what? No way.

HE WAS DOING HINTS THAT EVEN A HUMAN COULD DETECT. HE CAME TO YOU ABOUT THE MATTER FIRST. AND THEN BROUGHT UP HE WASN'T ONLY ATTRACTED TO MALE CELEBRITIES. HE WAS GOING TO ADMIT HE LIKES YOU. IDIOT.

yeah, yeah, yeah.  One problem. I'm not gay.

MHM. SURE.

Im not!

MHM. SURE.

Ha. F_ _ _ _ n_ mature.

I'M BEING AS MATURE AS YOU ARE.

Shutdown.

The Squip shuts up and I sigh. I'm not gay and a quantum computer isn't going to tell me otherwise. I sigh and curl back under my blanket, but as soon as I get comfortable,  my phone buzzes. I huff and pick it up off the floor. Michael sent me a text asking me to come over. I sigh and get up, pulling on a pair of pants and a t-shirt. I shove my phone and wallet in my pocket and head downstairs, avoiding mom and dad as I head outside and start walking to Michael's house. 
He lives a good twenty minutes away, so the walk is tiring. But, I do eventually get there. I'm coated in sweat but I dont even care at this point.
I walk into the house and say hi to Michael's mom, before heading upstairs to his room. I open the door and see Michael on his bed, he looks up at me.
"Jesus, dude. Are you okay?" I ask. He looks totally shook and just anxious and a mess in general.
"I'm fine.  I'm just really messed up over all this. " he sighs.

Start-up.

D_CK.

shut up and help me figure out what to say.

YOU CAN...

"You can talk to me about it, I'll listen." I sit by him on the bed.

"Well... there's one dude I like. He goes to our school. He's pretty chill. He's a jerk sometimes, but overall he isn't too bad. The problem is, he's mad in love with someone else." Michael sighs.