The Infinity Rose // A Boyf riends Fic

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 // 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲

A/N: Sorry for the missed 3 chapters, as soon as I get more time I will be back on it, but enjoy this chapter  -Chippy

"You totally cheated!" Jeremy whined as Michael crushed him in mario kart. The Twink may or may not have been all talk and no game when it came to mario kart.

Michael let out a bubbly giggle. "Yeah, sure, because I spend my free time looking up 'how to cheat and beat my best friend in mario kart'" He replied, voice elegantly graced with sarcasm.

"Not the weirdest thing you have ever obsessed over." Jeremy shot back with an all omniscient smirk that caused a light rosy blush to flutter on the tan boy's cheeks.

"For the last time, I was never obsessed with the outsiders fan art, I just happened to enjoy the book as a literary classic, and if fan art of two of the cutest characters kissing provided me better insight on the novel, so be it!" He defended. With a slight eye roll as he smirked slightly, confidence oozing back. "Besides, at least I'm not like you and don't yank it when I have extra time on my hands, and, well, you have a lot of free time ma dude."

Jeremy turned brighter red at that. "Stop teasing me for my needs. You have done it, you know its a stress reliever!"

Beat. "Wow Jeremy, I never knew you were so stressed."

"Just shut up already." Jeremy groaned, leaning over and resting his head on Michael's shoulder as he rubbed his eyes, zoning out a bit.

Michael smiled, gently carding his hand through the boy's hair as Jeremy yawned, shifting closer to to Michael. He hardly noticed Michael's gaze at him as he thought. If he were to have looked over, he would be greeted to the sight of pure hopeless love. Michael was smiling one of those admiration filled smiles.

"Whatcha thinking about, Jer?" He asked with a little hum.

Jeremy smiled a bit more conscious now. "Just some random stuff that happened at school this week... Brooke actually talked to me..." he said, looking up at him with a little smile.

"What did she say?" Michael asked with an amused smile, hiding his slight nervousness. If Jeremy started singing Brooke's name, he would flip.

"She was kinda like flirting with me I think... I don't really know or understand, but she seemed kinda flirty and I was just so awkward, but then Chloe was shooting me weird looks and I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do..." He rambled, blushing a bit.

Michael bit on his lip a bit, swallowing jealousy like four year old trying to take a medical pill. "I, uh... what do you mean by flirting?"

"Like... she asked me to borrow a pencil and said it was cute or something about how nervous I looked. But by the next class she was back to her usual not knowing who I am self." Jeremy explained with a sigh. "Why are things so complicated, I mean what am I doing wrong if I can't even get my first real kiss?"

Michael turned in a little to face Jeremy, scooting a little closer. "First of all, I'm offended our gym fiasco in the seventh grade didn't count." He joked. "And, I mean, maybe girls are your problem..." He said, shyly biting his lip a bit as he received a questioning look from Jeremy.

"Pfft yeah yeah, so what do you mean, 'girls are my problem'?" He asked, tilting his head to the side a bit.

"All I mean is..." Michael began, shifting so Jeremy could lean on him. "Girls are so... secretive, and confusing..." he began, beginning to play with Jeremy's hair.

"Yeah... they are pretty complicated... but I don't see what you mean..." He stated, confused still.

"Of course you don't, you know what, nevermind." Michael sighed. Why should he even try? He felt like he could scream I love you in Jeremy's ear and all he would get back would be a 'bro smile' and, "Love ya too, dude."