BMC Boyf Riends One Shots

You're Perfect (Pt 2)

TW: Bulimia/Anorexia(I believe, I dunno 100%) controlling boss, kinda self hatred.

Jeremy got home and smiled like a small child as he turned his phone on and imnediatley called Michael's number.

"Mello Yello?"

"H-Hi Michael." Jeremy said, the smile in his voice audible.

"Jeremy! I didn't think you'd call so soon. So whaddya wanna talk about?"

"I-I dunno. I'm on vacation and I just wanted to talk to you again. I c-can't thank you enough for earlier, that was...really nice. What you said."

"Well it's true. You shouldn't worry about what your boss says. I'm glad I made you smile. Your smile is cute." Michael said and Jeremy blushed like crazy.

"W-Wait, my real smile or t f-fake one on the magazines?"

"The real one. The fake one is too plastic. I like the real you. Hey, random question, this might sound weird but...Do you know what Apocolypse of the Damned is?"

"Do I ever. I used to play that all the time until my b-boss said it got in the way of m-my work..." Jeremy sighed, he'd thrown away most of his life for this job. He needed money.

He didn't eat much anymore, sometimes he forced it out, which he hated but he hated being yelled at. He threw out all his old clothes that were from rival brands, gave up his gaming life...and his friends.

"Well you're on vacation, you should totally come over to my place and play it with me!" Michael sounded overjoyed and Jeremy smiled a genuine smile to himself in quite a while.

"Okay, meet me in front of the coffee shop?"

"Sure! I gotta get goin' if that's where we're meeting. Talk to ya there?"

"Y-Yeah!"

"See ya. Would totally want to be ya."

"B-Bye!" Jeremy and Michael ended the call at the same time and Jeremy practically squealed. He was about to play video games with the cutest male he's ever seen...oh boy what would his boss say?

Michael was already there when Jeremy showed up, and his eyes practically glowed seeing him smile again.

"So we're playing at your p-place?"

"You bet, now c'mon this baby isn't gonna drive itself." Michael said, his arm out the window as he tapped the door of the bright red PT Cruiser.

Jeremy had to admit, Michael's house was nice. Nicer than his own if he were being honest.

"Okay it's down here." Michael said, opening the door to his basement and leading Jeremy into it.

"I used to have a basement like this." Jeremy smiled as he looked around at everything. There were posters ranging from really old retro games to modern games to everything else. Not to mention a ton of pride flags on the walls and such.

"So you wanna start the game or want me to?"

"I'm a bit...bad at it n-now. I'll let you be Player 1."

"Okay then Player 2." Michael flashed the same adorable smile from the day before and Jeremy felt his heart pound like crazy.

The two played for probably an hour or so when Jeremy's phone went off.

Call from work.

"H-Hello?" Jeremy asked cautiously. He knew what was coming.

"Heere, I'm gonna need you back tonight, one of the others got sick and I don't have a backup for them."

"B-But I'm on v-vacation."

"Don't argue with me. You obey me Jeremy, you get back here tonight for the show or you're fired." Then he hung up.

"Woah what was that?" Michael asked, pausing the game.

"I gotta g-go back to work. Just w-when I thought I could get a b-break..." Jeremy was about to cry when Michael out of nowhere pulled him closer into a hug.

"It's okay. Hey I could come to the show if it makes you feel better." Michael said and Jeremy looked up at him and smiled.

"That would be n-nice." Jeremy said, nuzzling himself into Michael, and the slightly taller male didn't seem to mind.

In fact he seemed pretty happy about it.

(I still like chapter 1 better but I'll keep writing this. Maybe upload another chapter to this particular story in a few days bc I have a cute one shot idea that's just kinda fluffy)