Jeremy's POV
Michael and I have been living together for about two years after we graduated college. We aren't dating or anything but I would like if we were. He's just the best person I have ever met, he's smart, funny, adorable or what I should say is adorkable. I just love him, so much. I check the clock to see it's seven o clock, which means dinner time. We don't have much food because it's the end of the month and we have been able to got shopping. I walk in to the living room and see Michael on the couch on the Nintendo playing Mario Kart.
"I'm going out, what do you want for dinner?" I ask grabbing my keys.
"Your dick" he said.
"W-what?" I say in shock of what I heard. I can feel my face go entirely red.
"I m-meant your pick, a-audocorrect am I right" He said nervously.
"Michael this is a verbal conversation" I say opening the the door.
"Yeah, but I meant to say pick" Michael tried to convince that he actually meant to say pick.
"You know Michael, maybe after dinner you can have it for dessert" I say with a wink and leave to go get dinner.
Michael's POV
Why the hell did I say that? Oh God he must think I'm a perv. I'm such an idiot.
"Someone please kill me" I say putting my head in my hands.
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FanfictionJeremy x Michael Fluff, love and angst Any grammar police comments will be deleted.
