tired b0i (old fic)

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(MICHAELS POV) 

Me and Jeremy were in my bedroom, getting high, as per usual. He was sitting fully on the bed as I was hanging my legs over the side of the bed, facing the blue 'game over' screen upon the TV. I blew a puff of smoke and sighed peacefully, me and Jeremy were both silent but we were content with it. Spending time with Jeremy like this was my happy place, it was raining with thunder outside and it was pitch black in my room. The only light was the blue TV screen, reflecting a purple light on me and Jeremy. Suddenly, I felt two legs wrap around my torso, and a hand rested on my shoulder, the other gripping at my upper-arm. A head leaned on my shoulder, I leaned back so I could look down at the tired boy leaning on me.

"Micha~ I'm tireed.." Jeremy slurred his words, he was wearing my patch-covered hoodie while I had my creeps long-sleeved shirt on. I chuckled softly and blew a puff of smoke in his hair. 

"You wanna go to bed?" I said, pulling his chin to face me with my index finger and thumb, he looked up at me with tired but sparkling eyes. He smiled, and so did I.

"I'm gonna go downstairs-" I said, slightly getting up but Jeremy tugged me back down with his legs wrapped around my torso.

"No! If you're staying up, so am I." He whined, I blushed slightly and sat back down into his embrace.

"Your exhausted, Jer. It's okay."

"No! At least stay here with me if your gonna stay up.." He mumbled, closing his eyes and squeezing me tighter. I smiled and my face turned red, thank god for darkness.

"Alright, alright. Scooch over." I chuckled softly, he moved to the far side of the bed and laid down. I sat beside him, sitting up against the headboard and getting even more high then I actually was. Suddenly Jeremy rolled over onto my legs, he slowly grabbed my hand and played with my fingers. I gave him a smile/confused face,

"What are you doing?" I laughed and played with his hair curly hair, me and Jeremy act like we are dating, but we are not. I wish we were, but I'm pretty sure Jeremy was straight and was just acting silly. He didn't know I was gay, I didn't exactly attach a label to myself saying "Bi", "Straight", "Gay", or something else in the LGBTQA+. 

"Sleeping." He said, he intertwined his fingers with mine sleepily, my face went a bright red and he hummed happily. I chuckled nervously and played with his hair with my free hand. 

"I love you."

"W-What?!" I exclaimed in surprise, my face went even more red if that was even possible. Jeremy looked up at me lazily, like he was high. He didn't even touch the weed, I looked down at him with a nervous smile.

"I mean it, Michael.." He sat up and crawled onto my lap, straddling me. 

"I.. Uh-" I got interrupted by Jeremy's soft lips on mine, He cupped both of my cheeks, I melted into the kiss and we both smiled. He bit my bottom lip, asking for access. I opened my mouth and his tongue explored my mouth as I gripped his waist, pulling him closer to me. I had to look up at Jeremy slightly - not because he wasn't the same height as me, because he was sitting on my lap. Suddenly he pulled away and stared at me, smiling. He rolled over and faced the wall, I pouted,

"That's it?"

"You'll get more tomorrow~" He teased, I chuckled and spooned him from behind. Wrapping my arms around him in a protective way, I nuzzled into his neck and he giggled as I softly kissed it. Our legs were tangled together, but we were comfortable.

"I love you too." I whispered, we both fell asleep in each others embrace. 

 

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