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drunken lovers • deere

a/n: when i was writing this originally, when jeremy says "you do?" it was originally an author's mistake and jeremy was actually sober in the original draft. but, when i noticed the error, i found it really funny so i decided to make jeremy wasted too.

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This story contains mentions of sex and drinking.

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Jeremy sat on the black couch next to Jake, Michael and Rich cuddling together in the corner of the couch. They quietly watched a movie, eating popcorn, disregarding the fact that Jeremy wasn't allowed to, due to his braces. The awkward boy scrunched up his face at the cheesy movie that was on the screen. He had to admit, some of the jokes and pickup lines were pretty clever, just too much for him.

The movie eventually ended, almost 2 hours of pain were finally over. In the corner of Jeremy's eye, he noticed Rich standing up and stretching. "Michael and I are going upstairs." The short boy announced, reaching down to grab his boyfriend's hand. Michael followed him as Jake and Jeremy stared in jealousy.

Both their boyfriends left them for each other last week so they did not have fun hanging around them. When they were upstairs, Jake crossed his arms. "They're probably having sex," he snarled. Jeremy responded with a disgusted face, "Ugh. I don't want to think about that."

Jake stood up and walked to the kitchen. The tall boy who was left on the couch watched, his face had confusion written all over it. His friend came back with a beer bottle and two shot glasses. He stopped in his tracks. His eyebrow raised in a questioning way. Jeremy hesitated but slowly nodded.

The taller boy sat down while he opened the bottle. He began to pour a bit into the glasses. Jeremy watched intently as the liquid splashed in the shot glass. Placing the bottle down, Jake twisted the cap back on. He handed a glass to his friend. Jeremy grasped the cup, gulping. "I'm going to be so hungover tomorrow," he murmered before starting to drink it.

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Jeremy leaned against Jake, giggling loudly with his friend. They mumbled drunk gibberish incoherently and burst into tears and laughs after every word. The two drunks continued their nonsense.

"Can I say something?" Jake asked, interrupting what they were doing. He was stretching out his sentence, words heavily slurring.

"Ye-Yeah?" Jeremy hiccupped, chuckling softly. His friend looked at his green eyes. "I am totally gay for you." He stated. The smaller boy's body perked up. He met Jake's soft gaze. "You do?" His voice sounded drunkenly.

"Totally! Ever since Rich left me for Michael," he hiccupped sadly, "I realized you're like the hottest thing! You're personality is amazing. I love you, Jeremy." Jake confessed. The awkward boy froze. "I'm being super gay, aren't I?"

Jeremy nodded as his face flushed a deep red color. "Me? Hot?" He tilted his head. "You. Hot." Jake responded. They both burst into a fit of loud giggles.

"Can I?" He asked simply. The taller boy looked confused. "Can you?" Instead of answering, he grasped Jake's cheeks and smashed their lips together. They messily made out. Jeremy pulled away, biting his lip in satisfaction.

"You suck at making out," Jake smiled softly before he was punched in the arm. "I'm drunk, leave me alone," Jeremy breathed as he laid heavily on his boyfriend's body. A long arm wrapped around his torso.

"You're so cute, Jer," Jake's voice sounded. He started drifting asleep as well. Jeremy sleepily gazed up. "I love you, Jake." The jock blinked softly, "I love you too."

Soon, the two boys were asleep. Jeremy laying in Jake's arms as they warmly pressed against each other.

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Aggressive foot tapping echoed throughout the quiet classroom as everyone took a test. A queasy feeling bubbled in Jeremy's stomach. He clenched his stomach, regret arising when nausea started to kick in. He sighed, reflecting all his decisions from last night as he began to lay his head on the desk.

Jake softly poked the boy with his pencil, causing him to sit up. "Are you okay?" He whispered, his voice flooded with concern. The lanky boy shook his head. "I'm so hungover, Jake."

The tall boy frowned. "Sorry for getting you drunk." He apologized. Jeremy jerked up quickly. "Wait, no no no, it's not your fault. Plus, last night was amazing. Making out while drunk is probably the best thing I've done in awh-"

"Boys in the front, stop talking!" The loud voice interrupted the boyfriends' sweet conversation. It sent a sharp pain through Jeremy's head, worsening his already agonizing headache.

Jake glanced back to see their teacher shoving his face into the computer again. He looked at his boyfriend. "Hey, can I tell you something?" He whispered, awfully quiet. Jeremy slowly nodded, his eyebrows furrowing. He signaled for him to come closer. The skeptical boy leaned over towards Jake. When he was in distance, the jock pecked a small kiss on his cheek.

Jeremy squeaked loudly. He covered his mouth as he became as red as a tomato. He hid his face in his jacket as Jake smirked at his mess of a boyfriend.

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Jeremy awkwardly stared at his shoes as he walked to the lunch. He covered his ears to block out some of the noise from around him, in which was helping his painful headache. He groaned loudly as he pushed the lunchroom door open.

Uncovering his ears, he walked to their usual table. He made eye contact with Jake, seeing his eyes light up made him blush but as he got closer, Christine interrupted their moment. "Jake, your boyfriend is heere!" She giggled slightly to herself at her pun. "Boyfriend? How-"

Rich reached across the table, a mischievous look on his face. He showed Jeremy his phone. A picture was taken of the two drunk lovers cuddling on the couch. The lanky boy shrieked in response. His light blush went 78 shades darker.

"That picture is so cute," Brooke commented, gushing over how cute Jake and Jeremy were with Jenna and Christine. He awkwardly sat next to his boyfriend, leaning onto him. He glanced up and Jake plopped a small kiss on his forehead. Jeremy giggled in response. "You make me 100 times gayer." He commented, softly blinking, "Gosh, I love you."

Jake wrapped an arm around the smaller boy and smiled. "I love you too, dork."