Boyf-Riends: Bloody Buttercup| A Jeremy X Michael Story

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Michael vision was blurry, and it didn't help that he didn't have his glasses. Was he dead? Surely, he flew down a hill.

Pain shot through him as he went to sit up, but then a pair of hands gently pushed him down.

He couldn't hear a thing except for his own heart beat. Maybe he was dead.

A loud ringing in his ears got louder, until it stopped, and it was just quiet.

Until he started hearing the things around him. He looked around and only saw a ceiling and heard a door shut.

Is death really this painful?? Unless he wasn't dead. He had to be dead. It was just basic common sense.

Then, his vision went blank.

Until he heard voices.

"Oh god! Is he ok??"
"He's a tough man, he will get through it."
"You always say that! You never care what happens to your own child!!"

It was his parents. Then the door opened and shut again, and he couldn't hear anything. Did they leave or have an argument?? Most likely.

Then the door opened again and silently closed. Footsteps stopped at the foot of what he thought of as his bed, and stood for a while.

Then he heard something on the ground and placed next to him. Probably a chair, and the person sat down. All he could make out was some soft sobs.

Jeremy.

Jeremy was there. He cared. He didn't leave him to rot. Jeremy. Cared. Cared for Michael in his condition. No matter what was in his head. He was there.

Michaels vision was still dark, but he could start feeling his limbs again. And his mouth.

So he softly, painfully, spoke.
"Ya k-know... d-dead or not... I thought you wouldn't be here..." he softly choked out.

Jeremy jumped. "OH THANK GOD." Michael chuckled softly, leading to him coughing.

"Why d-did y-you... text me..?" Jeremy sighed.
"I'm sorry Michael. I've been realizing that this stupid squip is... a fucking asswipe." Michael chuckled/coughed.
"How did you know it was me here? You aren't even looking."
"I can't see a thing. And I can just tell. I've hung out with you for too many years to not-t tell if you are there or not.." he coughed out.
He felt Jeremy smile.
"Hey... when you get better... maybe we could hang out??" Michael squealed to himself, obviously not in front of Jeremy.

He coughed. "That.. That would be cool." Jeremy laughed.
"My squip told me to give you his respects and..." he trailed off.
"Blah.. bleh bleh.. bloo. Yeah he's acting like he doesn't care." Michael laughed.

"Thank you ass-wipe." Jeremy laughed.
"He said- Whatever loser." Michael chuckled. "He's the real loser."

He felt Jeremy's warm smile.
"Yeah... loser."

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