Yes Homo {Boyf-riends} [Be more chill fanfic]

Chapter 9: Michael

{warning long chapter ahead 😜}

Jeremy's POV

I jump onto my bed and grab my phone.

'Hey can you come over?' I text Michael.

'I can't I have to watch Pac' he texts back.

'Can I come there then I want to talk.'

It took him a while to reply.

'Sure'

I jump back up and sprint out the door, grabbing my jacket as I left. I walked to his house, it wasn't too far plus I needed the exercise. When I get there I knock on the door and here a small dog barking. The door opens a crack and Michael peers out. He smiles sheepishly and opens the door wide enough for me to slip in. His dog, Pacman, jumps on me.. he was a small brown and white corgi. Michael takes off his head phones as I pet the dogs head.

"Hey buddy!" I chuckle to the dog.

Michael smiles and sits on his couch. Pac runs to him and jumps on his lap, Michael chuckles and pets the dog as it licked his face. I sat next to them and the dog curled up on Michaels lap.

His house was silent and very clean.. it had that 'friends house that was normally empty' feel. But it was a nice house still.

"What did you want to talk about?" He asks.

I look at him, he seemed so happy and at peace....do I have the right to ruin that.

"I just... uh... wanted to know what you want for Christmas..?" I say even questioning myself.

"This early?" Michael asks doubtfully.

"Uh.. yeah! I'm trying to stay on top of things." I laugh nervously.

"Couldn't you just ask over text." He chuckles.

"Well yeah but I wanted to see you!" I smile.

He smiles back.

"I don't know yet." He laughs.

"Oh ok thanks fine." I laugh.

We stop laughing at the same time and just stare into each others eyes.

Michael chuckles.

"You have pretty eyes." He says.

My face heats up.

"You too." I say.

"So we are like..a thing now..right?" He asks hesitantly.

"Of course." I chuckle.

A light blush dusts his cheeks and he chuckles softly.

"Why not continue what we were doing before you left." I smirk.

Michael seemed confused.

"You teasing me?" Michael asks.

"No." I say softly leaning closer.

Pac jumps off Michaels lap as our lips meet. Michael was pushed into the arm of the couch so I was basically on top of him.

He was blushing so hard I could feel the heat on my own face. He melted into the kiss though. After a minute or two I lift my head and look into his eyes, smiling.

He chuckled then the same flicker came to his eyes and he seemed nervous.

"Why do you like me so much?" He asks.