Step-Brothers

~Chapter Forty-Eight~

On the other hand, Jeremy is still a little upset from what happened at lunch earlier that day. Michael feels bad, but he won't say anything about it until Jeremy does. He apologized. If Jeremy is still upset he'll tell him.

"I'm gonna make a hot pocket. Want anything?"

("Yes.")

"No thanks..."

("Jeremy.")

"Jer."

"I'll get somethign to eat. I promise. Just.... not now."

("You're going to starve yourself.")

"You better ..."

"You can keep me to my promise." He's completely ignoring the squip.

"I will. Next time I eat you're eating with me."

"I will."

"I'll remember you said that, no will not be an answer." Then Michael leaves and the Squip appears next to him.

("You're being ridiculous. ")

"No, I'm just not hungry. The medication is just making it so I don't feel the burning pain in my stomach."

("A known side effect of the drug you are currently on is increased hunger, it SHOULD be making you hungrier.")

"But I'm not, okay??"

("And that is worrisome. ")

"Well what do you want me to do about it??"

("Eat despite it. Maintain a normal food schedule, you forget I can help stop the feeling you get that urges you to throw up. I'm persuasive to the brain.") Jeremy pauses but walks up to Michael in the kitchen. Michael is humming something softly as he microwaves his hot pocket.

"Hey, uh, I decided that I did want something."

"hm? Oh thank god, you're eating. I can make whatever you want babe, take your pick."

"Can I have a hot pocket too?"

"totally." Jeremy smiles.

"Thanks Michael.."

"No problem babe." Jeremy wraps his arms around him, laying his head on Michael's chest. Michael kisses his forehead.

"You know I love you right? Even if you can be a giant dick."

"I appreciate that. Cause I love you so much." Jeremy kisses him. It's short and sweet. Michael gives him a couple more tiny kisses before getting to making another hot pocket. After that they head to the basement, cuddle and eat hot pockets. Connor probably calls Jared later in the day.

"Is uh... How's it going?" Jared's breathing heavily,

"It's great. A lot different than Drunk Evan."

"Sounds like it. Skyped him earlier. God he's beautiful."

"Right?" Jared sighs.

"Wish you were here too. Could help us both."

"God yes, I'd - fuck that would be nice."

" And somebody, not gonna name any names, has also started his rut tonight. Thank god for condoms."

"Jesus Christ, I'm missing everything!"

"Do you want us to skype you? So you're included?"

"Yes?? Please?? I would love that??"

"Hey babe!" Jared calls out into the hall, Evan should hear him from the bathroom.