Boyf Riends (BMC Jeremy x Michael)

-Four-

*Jeremy's P.O.V.* (The snuggling with Michael part that happened in -Three-)

It's eleven pm now. I wish I could be cuddling with Michael right now. Wait a minute! I have an idea. I put my head on Michael's shoulder, close my eyes, and breathe heavily. I think he is under the impression I am asleep. Yes! It worked!

I keep my eyes slightly open, but not noticeably open. He just gazes at me for a second, then tousles my hair. It sends shivers down my spine. Good shivers, not bad. 

"Mahal kita," He whispers. What does that mean? I am totally googling that tomorrow. Then he does something I wouldn't have anticipated. He softly kisses me on the forehead (A/N nO hOMo). Whoa. Does that mean I have a chance? Please let it be so. 

Just to test the waters I nuzzle closer to Michael until he is laying down and my head is on his chest. We lay there a while, but then I see his pants get tight. 

"Shit!" He whisper-shouts.

His pants eventually loosen up, and he relaxes. I don't think I've ever felt more at ease. We both eventually doze off in a state of euphoria.

*time skip brought to you by my unhealthy crush on George Salazar*

*Michael's P.O.V.*

I wake up at 7am. Even though I didn't sleep that long, I feel like I got a good night's rest. I don't move from the sofa me and Jeremy are sharing, so as to not wake him. But then I realize. 

"Holy shit! We have school!" I say.

I nudge Jeremy to get him to wake up. He groans and changes positions. I nudge him again.

"Ugh," Jeremy grumbles, "What is it?"

"We have school!" I exclaim. That gets his attention. He bolts off of the couch.

"Holy shit!" He exclaims. "I'll just go brush my hair." He heads to the bathroom.

He shouldn't take that long getting ready, after all, he didn't bring anything.

"Holy shit!" He repeats. "I don't have anything!"

"I was wondering when you would realize," I say, smirking.

"Shut up," Jeremy says playfully.

Jeremy and I end up getting his stuff from his house, and he changes in my car. He doesn't change boxers in there, but it's still enough to give me an erection. I blush and shift awkwardly in my seat. Boy, I sure hope he doesn't notice that. I tear my eyes away from the shirtless twink and focus on the music. 

I let Jeremy pick the music, and he picked an emo/rap band. I'm pretty sure it's called twenty-four pilots or something? I really don't know. As I'm listening to the song, it gives me a strong sense of deja vu. I hear the lead singer repeating "If you need anyone" and it feels as if I'm listening to the soundtrack of my life!

"Michael! Earth to Michael!" I snap back into reality.

"Yeah, Jere?" I reply.

"You're gonna miss the school."

"Whoops," I reply unenthusiastically.

I pull the P.T. Cruiser into the school parking lot and Jeremy and I head inside. 

A/N Sorry about the wait, I had hella writer's block. :/ What can ya do?

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