Be More Chill One Shots!

{ Poison }

Expensive Headphones.
(Rich x Michael)

{this is taking place right after Rich is out of the hospital, but Jeremy instead, still has his squip.}

Hips swung through the humid air, arms flailing as people jumped along to the beat of the music. The occasional couple would be grinding against each other, while other friends just jumped around like a bunch of idiots, together.

However, a couple, just one, sat out with each other. One wasn't a dancer, and the other was taking a break from dancing. They both were sat at a table, one panting, the other smiling as they took in the adorable features of their sweaty lover.

Rich, the exhausted one, glanced at Michael, seeing that he was staring. His eyebrows furrowed, "What're you looking at?" He asked, his hand moving to reach for Michael's. The boy's boyfriend just kept staring at him, before grinning slightly.

"Only the most adorable man on this horrid planet." Michael said, softly, chuckling quietly as he watched Rich's face flush a bright color of red. Rich's expression softened as he soon smiled.
"Oh, Fuck me, Michael...God, you're so cheesy.." Rich joked, Chuckling softly, trying to draw away from the fact that his face was extremely red. Michael glanced around and saw Jeremy enter the area, frowning, growing nervous. After everything with the squip, Jeremy practically hated Michael. Michael took Rich's small hand and revealed his palm, tracing the lines on his hand. It usually calmed him. Rich shot a glare at Jeremy, growling quietly. Jeremy caught the glare and just smirked in return. The boy slowly made his way to the couple, his hands in his pants pockets as he messed around with something inside of them.

"Fuck off, Tall ass." Rich growled, his lisp present, feeling Michael squeeze his hand softly. He could tell Michael was nervous.

"Can it, Goranski." Jeremy Shot back. He sat down in a seat beside Michael as he looked at the two. Rich kept a frown, sensing That Michael was just growing more nervous. He sighed.

"What do you want, Jeremy?" Rich asked, almost in a sarcastic manner, clearly not wanting to put up with Jeremy's shit.

"What? I can't come see my two closest friends?" He asked, chuckling darkly.

Rich just frowned once more. Michael, who was faced towards Rich, avoiding Jeremy, felt a hand be rested on his shoulder. Jeremy's.

Michael jumped slightly while Rich reached over and smacked Jeremy's hand away from Michael. Jeremy rolled his eyes.
"Michael. Mm...You're awfully quiet." Jeremy said with a grin. Rich growled and pulled Michael into a tight hug.
"Go away, Jeremy." Rich said, sternly as he closed his eyes, Michael leant against Rich, not wanting to even look at Jeremy.
Jeremy took this opportunity to do what he had come to do in the first place. He pulled out a small, red, pill from his pocket, dropping it into Michael's red punch, watching it dissolve, the other two boys having no idea of what was happening.

Rich opened his eyes again to look at Jeremy, "Will you please just leave?" he asked, trying to be softer-his lisp still present and clear. Jeremy shrugged before strolling out of the area, away from Michael and Rich. Rich sighed, muttering, "Finally..." once the teen left them.

Michael finally left Rich's warm hug, reaching for his cup of punch, rather thirsty. He took a small sip, and swallowing It before dropping the drink, beginning to cough, hard. Rich raised an eyebrow at his lover.

"You okay, babe?" He asked, rubbing circles on Michael's back. He shook his head frantically, scratching at his throat, feeling whatever was In the drink, burn his throat, and his insides. Rich looked at Michael worried, after hearing no response from him.

"Babe!! What's wrong?!" Rich shouted, fear filling his eyes as he listened to Michael cough, wheeze, and choke on the drink. Rich nearly screamed as his boyfriend went unconscious, falling out of his chair, and onto his side, the blood-like color spilling from Michael's mouth, slightly.

Rich cried and screamed out for help as he fell to his knees beside his boyfriend, tears beginning to fall from his eyes, as he shook Michael, trying to get him to wake up.

Suddenly, the music stopped, everyone looked at the two boys with the matching black tuxes, both on the floor, one hunched over the other, while one lay on the floor, barely even breathing.

People rushed over, wanting to help, a crowd formed around the two, one of the seniors pulling Rich away from Michael, While another student attempted to wake Michael. An ambulance was called, while Rich tried to get Back to Michael.

Within a few quick minutes, The ambulance arrived and rushed inside to help. There were three paramedics. Two were carrying a stretcher, while the other was there to assist.

The paramedics pushed through the crowd of teens, getting to Michael. The two paramedics holding the stretcher watched as the third man hoisted Michael onto it. Not too long after that, they rushed out, heading back to the ambulance they arrived in. And with that, they were off to the hospital.

Jake, one of Rich's friends approached the sad boy, frowning slightly. Rich looked at him, tears in his eyes. Jake pulled Rich into a tight hug, not saying a word. The short boy began to cry his eyes out against Jake, clinging to him.

{ayyyye there will be a part two to this one-shot. So no worries!!}