boyf riends one - shots!

sick day pt. tree (old fic)

skidadle skiday u now have the big gay

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PREVIOUSLY.. 

"Oh, shit! I forgot you were sick." He got off of me and sat beside me, I coughed into my hand.

"I am such a bad.. babysitter.." He smirked, I glared at him and stopped coughing.

"I will not hesitate to wrestle you again." I pointed my finger at him.

"Try me, Heere." 

(JEREMYS POV)

After a long half an hour of tickling and wrestling, we finally plopped down onto the couch, still laughing and talking. 

"Jeez, Jer, I didn't know you were that ticklish." He poked my hip which made me squirm and giggle, 

"You are ticklish too, I just have noodle arms so I couldn't pin you down." I smirked, he shook his head and smiled, using a hand to push back his hair. I blushed and had a love-dazed grin on my face, he was adorable. I don't know if this was the cold making me feel ten times more helpless for him, but I liked it. He was playing with the remote buttons and the TV took us to Netflix, and he put on Steven Universe. 

"Here, I'll go make some mushroom soup." He got up, walking over to the kitchen. I could still see him so I just watched him make the soup. I may have looked a little creepy, but he didn't seem to notice. He hummed a tune happily while stirring the mix up. I leaned on my elbow and held my head up by my hand, 

"Are you done yet?" I groaned, he looked over at me and laughed.

"I just took the box out a minute ago, does wittle jewemy miss mwe?" He smirked, I chuckled and got up. He was already pouring the soup into a bowl, I rubbed my eyes and sniffled.

"Thanks for letting me borrow your sweater.." I said quietly, he turned around and blushed, looking at me up and down. The hoodie was huge around me, and I had the hood up so it covered my tangly hair. 

"N-No problem." He stuttered, biting his lip and grabbing the spoon in the bowl, stirring it around. He lifted up the spoon to my mouth with some mushroom soup in it, I took the spoon in my mouth and swallowed the soup. 

"Mm, you always make the best soup." I hummed and licked my lips, he giggled and continued to stir the soup. 

"People tell me I could cook like Gordon Ramsay if I tried." He said, both of us walking back to the couch. 

"Yea, right, If I wasn't sick I would gladly challenge you to a cooking war right now." I smirked, he laughed and leaned in really close to my face. 

"Oh, real-"

"CHRISTINE MAKES AN ENTRANCE!" A high-pitched voice yelled as the front door swung open aggressively, me and Michael both grabbed onto each other and screamed in fear. Christine broke out into laughter and shut the door,

"yOU STOLE MY LINE!" Michael yelled and pointed his finger at Christine, she giggled and plopped down onto the chair in the living room.

"I heard Jeremy was sick, and I, am the perfect babysitter."

"For the last time, I am not a tod-"

"Now me and Christine can babysit you!" Michael giggled, 

"Do you want to wrestle me again?" I glared and leaned in closer to his face, he smirked and stuck his tongue out at me.

"Okay, stop being all lovey-dovey I don't want to seem like a third wheel!" Christine crossed her arms, me and Michael both looked over at her slowly, blushing.

"Third wheel?" I questioned.

"Yea! You guys are dating, aren't you?" Christine had a perplexed look, me and Michael's blush intensified and we both slightly started screaming.

"D-Dating?" Michael stuttered, pulling on the collar of his shirt. Meanwhile I was screaming into Michael's hoodie, hiding my face. 

"Oh my god! I'm sorry! I didn't know you guys weren't!" She tried to calm us down, but at this point we were both blushing furiously and screaming.

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unfinished and will not be continuing ):  !!!