My Favorite Person (Boyf Riends Fanfiction)

Chapter 13

Michael.

"About damn time!" Michael shot up in bed. It was Thursday evening. "Get out here! We need to talk."

"I'm sorry, Michael." The Squip stood at the edge of Michael's bed.

"You're sorry?! Sorry?! I go the rest of the day without you because you decide to leave without permission! Without a warning!" Michael stepped off the bed, approaching his Squip.

"I know. I want you to understand that I needed some time." The Squip spoke submissively and quietly.

"No. I want you to understand who's in control here. I purchased you, and I make the decisions." Michael growled, looking up at the tall computer.

"Of course."

"So, I want an answer. A real answer. Where did you go?"

The Squip took a few moments to reply. "I...was unsure if my presence would be ideal for the remainder of the day. It-"

"No, you left because you didn't want to answer my question. You hid from me. So, I want to know now: What were you talking about at school? Why were you acting so strange?"

The Squip sighed. "Michael, I can't tell you why. I apologize for losing control of myself, but I have reasons which I can't disclose."

"You have secrets. You're keeping secrets from me." Michael restated.

"Yes, I do."

"And yet, you claim you aren't defective." Michael stepped forward, inches away from his victim.

"I'm not. I swear to you I am not broken." The Squip grew defensive. "I know it's hard for you to believe, but you have to trust me."

"I'll trust you if you tell me what you're hiding."

"I can't, Michael. It's for your own good." The Squip broke his stare with Michael, his eyes wandering the room. "Here, let's compromise: if you promise to trust me, I will tell you what I've been keeping from you tomorrow." 

"Tomorrow? Why can't you tell me now?"

"You don't and won't understand why. Can we agree on this?" The Squip asked for approval.

"Fine. Tomorrow." Michael admitted defeat. "I'll trust you."

"Thank you." The Squip smiled gently.

"Yeah, whatever." Michael retreated, dropping back onto his bed.

"In the meantime, let's text Jeremy. Ask about his date." The Squip returned to his mentor state.

Michael took his phone and texted Jeremy. "Hey, how was it?"

"It was pretty good. She just got picked up and I'm on my way home."

"Cool. What happened? What did you two talk about?"

"Not much tbh. It was kinda awkward and quiet. We talked about theater for a bit but otherwise it was weird."

"ohhh I see."

"Perfect." The Squip commented.

"So when will you meet up again?" Michael continued texting.

"Idk yet."

"Okie dokie. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yep. See ya."

Michael shut his phone off. Well?

"Their first date was shaky, which is good for us. While most new couples are a little awkward, we still have to take advantage of their lack of comfort." The Squip said.