Tree Bros, Boyf Riends and Kleisen One Shots

Boyf Riends- AU pt2

"So..." Non-Jeremy trailed off. "Uh. How do I... get back home?"

"Fuck if I know." Michael saw the other boy flinch, but he was too stressed to care. "Uh. Okay. Well, what happened before you realized you were... here. And not there."

"Uh, well, I was drinking Mountain Dew-"

"You were what?"

"Mountain. Dew." Non-Jeremy said through gritted teeth. "You know. That like, green drink? That thing."

"Won't that make your...?" Michael said, motioning to his head.

"My Squip go off? No. That's red. Duh."

Michael took a deep breath, trying not to punch this Jeremy in the face. "Okay. Fine. You were drinking Mountain Dew. Then what?"

"Well." Non-Jeremy started sassily. "Then I was like, I wonder what would happen if I tried other mountain dews. So I went to the store, and the guy there was like, maybe 50, and he said that he had once-"

"Okay, Yeah, I don't need to know this. What happened. Just tell me what the hell you were doing before you got here."

Non-Jeremy rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "Fine. I drank Mountain Dew."

After a pause, Michael resisted the urge to choke the other boy. "Normal Mountain Dew. You were drinking Normal Mountain Dew?"

"No." Non-Jeremy said as though Michael should know. "It was white. Do you know what color that is? Because I don't think you do."

"You should stop talking before I punt you to your universe." Michael said as he walked over to his basement computer. "Okay, white. I think I can get you some of that."

"Good." Non-Jeremy said as he fixed his baby pink sweater. "I don't want to be here longer."

Michael almost threw his computer at him.

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"Wait, white? Like, that's it?" Non-Michael asked. "I think I have some of that!"

"Oh, sweet!" Jeremy said. "I also think I didn't finished the one from earlier, so."

"Perfect!" Non-Michael said, smiling wide. "Alright, let's get you to your universe. Although, to be fair, you really aren't that bad. I wouldn't be upset if you stayed."

"You aren't bad either, non-Michael."

Non-Michael chuckled, rushing to his mini fridge. "Alright. Ready?"

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"Did you just do a drug deal? That's bad! I should call the cops." Non-Jeremy whined.

"First of all, it's not drugs, second of all, drink this before I murder you." Michael said, handing the other the white Mountain Dew.

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"Ready?" Non-Michael asked softly.

"Yeah. I'm all good." Jeremy opened the cap, and took a sip. "Okay. I don't feel diff-"

"Jeremy! Thank fuck, I almost murdered him. Or myself."

"Micha?" Jeremy pulled back, thankful to see Michaels red hoodie. "Oh sweet Jesus."

Michael chuckled, leaning in for a soft kiss. "Thank you for coming back. Also," Michael grabbed the soda from Jeremy's hand. "Never drink this again."