boyf riends one - shots!

i can't title this (old fic)

summary; rich and michael are dating, relationship ain't working out, they break up, michael seeks reassurance from his best friend and they have a sleepover B)

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(MICHAELS POV)

"R-Rich.. I think we need to break up. We just have been having arguments a lot lately and-" I shifted my feet awkwardly and twiddled my fingers, staring down at them.

"Michael, it's fine. I understand. I was thinking the same thing, if I'm being honest.. Plus me and Jake have been talking and becoming uh.. closer, as friends. And I kind of developed some feelings for him." Rich scratched the back of his neck and shrugged nervously, I smiled in response.

"Thank you for understanding, Rich. And it's okay, I always seen the sparkle in your eyes for Jake. You two would be cute together." I nudged his arm, he giggled. After me and Rich said goodbye to each other, I walked home, my classic headphones on my head and listening to my all time favourite, Bob Marley. I hummed to the music that no one else could hear and heard a quiet ding! notification on my phone, It was Jeremy.

From: Player two ♥︎☺︎

> hey dude! sleepover & aotd? 

I smiled, I opened my text messages and responded quickly;

yea, be there in 5

I heard One Love by Bob Marley come onto my headphones, I smiled and blushed. I tugged at my bottom lip with my teeth, and started to giggle. I blushed even more and hid my face in my hoodie, smiling brightly with blush spread all over my face. Maybe I have feelings for Jeremy, but I don't think I do. Do I? Whenever I thought of him I got all giddy and bubbly, and automatically put into a good/happy mood. Is that how love works? I honestly don't know, because when I dated Rich I was calm and chill when I was with him, no nervousness, no shyness, no nothing. I walked up Jeremys drive way and ringed the doorbell, I instantly heard Jeremy run down the stairs and open the door, he smiled brightly and a light blush on his cheeks.

"Michael!" He exclaimed, pulling me into a tight hug but accidentally tackling me onto the hard wooden floor of the porch, he fell on top of me but still hugged me tightly. I laughed and wrapped my arms around him. He looked up at me, resting his chin on my chest. He was wearing his classic cardigan and striped shirt, except no jeans and just navy blue boxers. And.. glasses? Like nerd glasses, he looked.. cute. N-No homo! I think? 

"You got glasses?"

"Yea, you like em? I use them to read. They are only temporary, like I slip them on and off when I can't see certain things."

"You look like a nerd." I said, chuckling softly. He punched the side of my torso playfully and giggled.

"You have glasses too!"

"But I look hot in them." I said, raising my eyebrow and smirking. Jeremy blushed, 

"Well you look like a nerd too."

"A hot nerd."

"Pfft." He giggled, pushing his glasses up to his nose. We both helped each other off the hard wooden floor and moved inside the house. He was in front of me, pulling me into his room. I couldn't help but look at his ass, I licked my lips and smirked, Jeremy couldn't see that I was staring, but I honestly couldn't help myself. I'm staring at my best friend/crush's ass, without him noticing. We both plopped down onto his bed in front of each other, Criss-cross-apple-sauce. 

"Jeremy, you're one thicc bih." I said out of no where, smirking. He instantly tensed up and blushed intensely.

"M-Michael!" He hit my arm playfully, I laughed and moved my glasses up so I could rub my eyes.

"I'm serious, Jeremy~" I giggled and smirked jokingly.

"Shut up!" He laughed.

"Make me~" I said, leaning in and raised my eyebrow. I didn't expect what he did next, he quickly leaned in, pecked my lips with his, and leaned back on the pillows.

"Did that shut you up?" He smiled slyly, crossing his arms and bending his legs so they looked like a triangle. I blushed and stared down at the blankets with a bright red face. What. The. Fuck. Just. Happened. I for some reason wanted more, Jeremy looked worried.

"M-Michael I'm sor-" I crawled in between his legs, on my knees and arms. He blushed a deep red, I pulled his shirt, connecting our lips. He let out a squeak, but then moments later melted into the kiss. He cupped both of my cheeks as I was gripping his shirt tightly with both of my hands. I pulled away and straddled him, he smiled nervously and so did I.

"S-Sorry, I just l-liked what you d-did before.." I stuttered, biting my lip. Jeremy is probably gonna hate me now, he's gonna think I'm some weird homo and- suddenly, Jeremy smirked, and pulled on my hoodie, quickly pulling me closer to his face.

"Then why don't we do it again~?" He purred, I laughed nervously but then felt his soft lips on mine. I was so confused on what was happening, but we both smiled tenderly in the kiss as we held each other close. Jeremy sat up more on the bed so I was fully on his lap. I quickly took the shoulders of his cardigan and dragged the soft material down his arms. Slowly pulling it off as we kissed, he licked my bottom lip and I complied. We both battled for dominance, but of course Jeremy had won. I realized I was out of air, and as I pulled away I bit Jeremys lip. We both panted for air to fill our tired lungs, and stared at each other for a good couple of seconds.

"M-Michael what about R-Rich-"

"We broke up, Jer. It's okay."

"But whats happening here? Like what are we?" He said, pointed at both of us. I chuckled softly and kissed his freckled nose.

"I love you, Jeremy Heere." I looked up at him, he smiled nervously but also with love. He pushed me down onto the bed and kissed me, us both giggling and smiling as we did so.

"I love you too." 

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