boyf riends one - shots!

you cheated! (old fic)

m&j playing video games until jeremy proposes a bet to whoever loses has to make dinner, michael doesn't want to lose, so he distracts jeremy.  

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(MICHAELS POV)

Me and Jeremy were laying on the couch, his back was against my chest and he was laying down, as I played with his hair. We were watching the movie "Mean Girls." - No, I don't like Mean Girls. Jeremy fucking loves it! He forces me to watch it almost every week. I don't mind, but he is truly a dork. Sometimes he actually wears pink on Wednesday, and runs around the house saying ITS WEDNESDAY MY DUDES as I am making lunch or something like that. And when he found out that there was a musical for Mean Girls, he practically went crazy and now screams the song Sexy in the shower. I always laugh about how much of a fan girl he was. It was 5PM, and I could hear Jeremys stomach growl, begging for food. 

"Babe, you probably start making dinner. Your stomach sounds hungry." I said, massaging circles into his lower stomach. He leaned back so he could see my face.

"Who said I was making dinner?"

"Either way, I want you to make it." I said, booping his nose. He groaned, but then smirked like he had an idea. That smirk honestly scared me, especially when it came to bets.

"How about we play a 1v1 video game on the console, and who ever loses has to make dinner." He raised his eyebrow, I smirked.

"And who wins?"

"If you win you.. get extra love and affection and not have the responsibility to cook dinner!" Jeremy smiled, I smirked and raised my eyebrow.

"Your on, be prepared to loose Jeremy~" 

"Right back at 'cha." He smirked.

I sat up and leaned back, Jeremy had gotten up to get the controllers from the TV stand. He sat on my lap, facing the TV and he leaned back on my chest. We both began to set up the in-game menu to choose our characters, I chose a character with a red bandana, and Jeremy chose one with a navy-blue bandana. We pressed the button to start, and began to fight each other on the game. It was a 1v1 1980s-themed wrestling game, and me and Jeremy both adored vintage themed video games. Jeremy had been winning, If I lost I would have to make dinner. Knowing me, it would take literal hours. Until a mischievous idea popped into my head..

"Your doing so good, baby." I said, as I kissed the side of his neck softly. Still focusing on the game, I felt Jeremy tense up. Our fingers moved aggressively to the buttons, he still seemed pretty focused. I licked his neck, and kissed it up and down.

"M-Micha~" Jeremy exhaled, his back arched a bit. My plan was working. I began to suck and nibble on his neck, leaving hickies and Jeremy moaned. His grip on the buttons loosened, me on the other hand, was winning. I smirked and bit his skin, he completely let go of his controller. I bit his ear lobe as I finished him off in the game, suddenly in big letters a text appeared. Player one - Winner! Jeremy suddenly focused back into reality, and realized that he had lost. He turned around to see me smirking mischievously. He let out a groan and got up, heading to the kitchen.

"I hate you, a lot."

"You love mee~" I chuckled, he glared at me and turned away. I got up as he was washing the dishes from lunch, I went up behind him and grabbed his waist. I rested my head on his shoulder, I felt him smile slightly. 

"You know you liked it, Jerry~" I purred in his ear, he blushed and nudged my arm with his elbow. 

"Besides," I said, kissing his neck softly. He tensed up a bit.

"If you make dinner, I'll give you dessert~" I chuckled in his ear, his face felt hot and a tomato warm, he almost dropped the plates on the floor. I kissed his neck gently again. I walked away and plopped onto the couch, watching a horror series. 

"Your a dork." Jeremy shook his head and giggled softly. I looked over at him and smiled.

"But I'm your dork."

"Always."

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