boyf riends one - shots!

the play except the squip didn't happen and michael wears a dress 3 (old fic)

(JEREMYS POV)

Michael walked out onto the stage, receiving a few gasps, and some people clapped and whistled to boost his confidence. He smiled nervously and the band started playing the violin, and he started to sing the lyrics. His voice was.. beautiful. I never knew Michael could sing so good, the audience, the cast, the backstage crew, and were dumbfounded and happy. He was singing the notes perfectly, and not only did he look gorgeous, but his voice was gorgeous. I flashed a love-struck smile, sighing happily, staring at Michael who was off in his own little world. 

"Stop drooling." Jared whispered, I whipped my head around to see him smirking with his hands beside his back. I rolled my eyes and chuckled, running a hand through my hair. 

"I never knew he would look so good in a dreeeee-- i mEAN HIS VOICE." I interrupted myself and started to blush intensely, Jared raised his eyebrow. 

"i mEAN HIS vOiCe iS gOod." I panicked, my voice cracking. Jared scoffed jokingly and his smirk only grew wider. 

"Yea, right.." He held out the "i" and walked away, I sighed and stared back at Michael, it was almost my time to go on stage. And once again, his beautiful voice filled my ears. He was doing the choreography perfectly, too. His dress twirled gracefully, he was smiling from ear to ear. It was my turn to go on stage, the music changed into my theme and I walked onto the stage, harmonizing with his voice. He blushed but continued to sing, there was a dancing solo while the background choir sang. 

"You remember what I taught you, right?" He whispered, I nodded, we both smiled. I grabbed his hand and we started to slow dance with each other, he practiced the dancing with me all the time, and I didn't know how to slow dance, and he was the one who taught me. We continued to sing and my hands rested on his waist and his rested on my shoulders, us both still singing the lyrics. I twirled him around with my hand and dipped him, one hand on his lower back and the other on his thigh. 

He wrapped his arms around my neck. We both sang the last lyric, harmonizing our voices. He slowly pulled my head towards his face, then our lips connected. The music went into a peaceful tune on the piano, the audience clapped rapidly, and some homophobic people boo'd. We both smiled in the kiss and pulled each other closer. We pulled away and blushed intensely, both fighting the urge to scream. 

We both stood up, holding hands, as the rest of the cast came beside us. We all connected arms and bowed, the audience roared with cheers and clapping. We all smiled and pointed at the band, clapping for their hard work. We all smiled and walked off the stage, the curtains closing behind us. Everyone was chatting and talking, meanwhile me and Michael were in the corner.

"Did you see me out there? The audience loved me!" He shut his eyes and squealed, cupping his cheeks and smiling brightly. I blushed and scratched the back of my neck.

"Y-Yea, you were amazing.. I didn't know you could sing so good." I shrugged, he opened his eyes and blushed. 

"I didn't know you could kiss so good." He murmured,

"W-What?"

"wHAT-" He looked around, a panicked look on his face. My eyes trailed down his dress, once again, he looked gorgeous. Okay, now I know I definitely am a bit attracted to Michael. My daze got broken from Michael hugging me, I jumped a bit, but then relaxed and hugged back.

"Kinky!" Jared yelled from a distance, I flipped him off and he ran away, laughing like crazy. Michael giggled.

"I'm gonna go get undressed," He said, itching his neck. "it's kinda itchy, and I've been waiting to take it off even when I was in the change room."

I chuckled, "Alright. Meet at entrance?"

"Yup!" He said, sticking his tongue out and shooting me finger guns. I giggled. 

time skip brought to you by my grandma lamp that i have in my room

(MICHAELS POV)

Me and Jeremy were already at my house in my basement, screaming at each other to "watch out!" or "zombie!" while playing our favourite video game, AOTD, Apocalypse of the Damned. I died in the game and groaned, laying back on the bean-bag and throwing my controller onto the floor. 

"Why is your game so off today?" Jeremy said, his eyes still directed onto the TV. His fingers were moving aggressively to the buttons, his eyes serious. Well, maybe It's because I'm distracted about the kiss I thought, but instead I just shrugged.

"I don't know." I sighed and turned around so I laid on my stomach, facing the TV. I stared at Jeremy, he was twisting and turning while shooting zombies in the game, his tongue sticking half out of his mouth and his eyebrows furrowed in a focused manner. I dug my face into my arms and groaned, little did he know I was blushing aggressively. He died in the game and cursed under his breath, then looked over at me.

"Are you okay? You've been acting weird since the.. play.." His realization finally came to, I peaked my eyes out of my arms and looked at Jeremy. He was blushing and staring at the floor. 

"I'm sorry, it's just been distracting me and we kinda just brushed it off like nothing happened." I sighed, resting my chin into my arm. He sat in front of me and cupped both of my cheeks, brushing a piece of my hair out of my face. I looked up at him with curiosity in my eyes and slowly sat up so I was eye-level with him. 

________

haha cliff hanger bye dont hate me pls