Tree Bros, Boyf Riends and Kleisen One Shots

Boyf Riends- Punk & Pastel

I know I've already done one of these, but I will literally die for Punk&Pastel AUs, so

"Jere, baby, doll..." Michael started, trailing off. "I love you. I really do."

"But?" Jeremy asked.

"But... I don't want to introduce you to my friends. For now! For now." Michael hesitated, choosing his words carefully. "They're... kinda rough. I don't want you to... to be influenced by them or anything."

Michael ruffled Jeremy hair, messing up his perfectly placed flower crown. Jeremy scowled, putting it back on his head. "We can't ruin that cute little bean aesthetic, now can we?"

"Oh yeah? Well, I can be tough!"

Michael chuckled, causing Jeremy to blush more. "Okay. Sure. But I still don't want you to be near them yet, okay? I'm sure they'd love you, but they'd also love to tear you apart."

"Oh." Jeremy mumbled weakly. "Okay."

"I'm sorry baby." Michael kissed Jeremy's forehead, his pierced lip feeling cold on Jeremy's forehead. "Wanna watch a little kid movie?"

"Uh, actually... why don't we watch, uh, something scary? Like, you know. Scary movies."

Michael paused on his way to the television. "What?"

"Yeah! Uh, like Friday the 13th, or It, or uh, that one doll movie?"

"Okay... sure. Sure." Michael looked through his movie collection, softly shaking his head at his boyfriends 'secret' attempt to seek tougher. "So, I have a few to choose from. Pick wisely."

Jeremy glanced through a few of them. "Uh, I regret this decision."

"That's what I thought, baby." Michael chuckled, putting the movies back. "Glad to know I have my Jere-bear back. So, How to Train Your Dragon, or Mr.Peabody and Sherman?"

"Uh, duh, how to train your dragon!" When Jeremy saw Michaels face drop slightly, he panicked. "I mean, obviously not that one! Mr.Peabody please!"

Michael smiled wide, kissing Jeremy on his forehead. "You're the sweetest, darling."

Michael didn't see the frown that formed on Jeremy's face as he went to put the CD in. I don't want to be sweet or cute or whatever. I want to be tough. I am tough!

Jeremy glanced at Michael, taking him all in. Well, maybe if I change my wardrobe a little bit...

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"Michael! Code blue, emergency!" Michael whipped his head around, glancing worriedly at Jared. "What? What's wrong?"

"Your boyfriend, holy shit, I can't breath, he, he's wearing punk things. I'm gonna throw up. Holy shit. Remind me to never run again."

"Jared, where is he?" Michael asked worriedly.

"Uh... he may or, uh, may not be kinda, with our group? I'm sorry."

"You just? You just let him? Fuck!" Michael raced through the hallways, searching for Jeremy. When he saw a crowd of black clothing, he ran for it.

"Guys! Hi!" Michael slid into the group, his eyes searching for Jeremy. "What's up?"

"Oh, not much. We we just getting to know your cute little boyfriend. Why haven't you shown him to us before?" Michaels punk friend, Beverly asked.

"Marsh, What'd you do with him?" Michael asked.

"Relax punk. Richies with him." His eyes widened as he realized what she just said.

"I'm kidding, I'm not an idiot. He's right here. Come here, flower boy." Jeremy stepped out from the crowd, and Michaels face flushed a bright red.

Instead of a flower crown and a pastel outfit, he now wore a black leather jacket with ripped black skinny jeans, and some cool band t-shirt. He truly fit in.

Until he opened his mouth, of course.

"Micha! Hi baby!" Jeremy smiled wide, throwing his arms around Michael. "I met your friends! They're amazing!"

"They didn't hurt you or anything?" Michael asked quietly.

"Micha, Dude. We wouldn't hurt your boyfriend!" Beverly exclaimed, rolling her eyes. "I mean, he's adorable, but we aren't gonna like, concert him or anything. Besides, I think he converted himself."

Jeremy awkwardly laughed, looking down at his shoes. "Sorry Micha."

"No, you're fine. Sorry guys, I just... punks, you know?"

"I've got you, Michael." Beverly started. "But literally like, I only dress like this so people won't talk to me." She turned to Jeremy. "Hey, flower boy. You want to join us today, after school? We always go to this quarry near the edge of town. We smoke, but I'm sure I can find some like, baby pink licorice or something for you." She gave him a wink.

"I'd..." Jeremy glanced up at Michael. When he got the soft nod, Jeremy continued. "We'd love to!