boyf riends one - shots!

=º 125 - Mistletoe (Reprise) º=

no its not a pt.3 to the last mistletoe oneshot i did

its a separate one

ok?

ok

and i burned my finger today from hot glue so im great

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(JEREMYS POV)

I sat on the comfy leather couch, nuzzling into my comfy Christmas sweater that my grandmother made me. Christmas was my personal favourite time of the year, I got to give and get presents! I took a sip of my warm peppermint hot cocoa, enjoying this moment. The whole squad was hanging out at Jakes house, of course, and having a small Christmas gathering. I seen Michael walk through the entrance of the living room, as soon as he saw me his eyes lit up and his smile brightened. 

"Hey, dude!" Michael said, plopping down beside me on the couch. I giggled and waved shyly, my eyes slowly trailed down to his sweater. My heart melted on the spot. "Awh, you're wearing the Christmas sweater my grandma made for you?" I teased, he grinned and looked down at it. "Tell her I said thanks," He leaned over to my ear. "don't tell the others I said this, but it may be comfier than my red hoodie!" He whispered and leaned back, I dramatically gasped and held my heart.

"You're favourite hoodie?! Michael, that is too much." I shook my head, he laughed and looked over to the table. "Oh! Hey, I brought marshmallows!" He grabbed a plastic bag filled with marshmallows, I gasped and snatched the bag from his hand. "Hey!" He pouted, I hid it behind my back and hissed like a cat jokingly. "Mine." I stuck my tongue out at him, he chuckled and crawled over me, my hot chocolate still in my hand, he had put his on the coffee table. 

"Give me my marshmallows."

"Never."

"I won't make you waffles each morning we have sleepovers if you don't give me the marshmallows, Jeremiah." Michael smirked, I sighed and frowned like a 5 year old. I slowly raised the marshmallows from behind my back in defeat. "Thank you." Michael chuckled, taking the marshmallows and plopping back down into a normal seating position. "You at least have to share with me." I whined, he ripped the bag open with his teeth and giggled.

"Of course I'll share with you." He said sweetly and looked over at me and smiled, my face went into a shocked look and my face burned red to the tips of my ears. The way he said it was so cute, even his smile, not too mention, but I may have a teeny-tiny little crush on my best friend. He grabbed six marshmallows and placed three in his, and three in mine. "Christine makes the best hot cocoa." Michael leaned back on the couch, taking a whiff of the warm liquid. I nodded and took a sip of mine.

Michael took a sip of his, but he quickly spat it out onto the hardwood floor and started to wave his hands in front of his mouth. "Fuck! Too hot!" He whined, I broke out into hysterical laughter and almost spilled my drink. 

"Fuck you if you think this is funny."

"Love you too."

- time skip -

Me and Michael stood on the side of the room as everyone was dancing, screaming the lyrics of a hyped up Christmas song. "And then, he fucking broke the pencil in half! I gave him that pencil, and worked hard for it too." Michael complained, I chuckled and bit my lip with a bright smile on my face. "Hey, you two!" Christine fluttered over, a mischievous smile on her face. Me and Michael turned to her, but when I saw that smile, I knew something was up.

"What?"

"Hm?" Christine hummed,

"I know that smile, what are you up to?" I raised my eyebrow, she giggled and covered her mouth. She slowly pointed up between me and Michael, me and Michael both looked up to see a mistletoe, which was being held up by Brooke who was standing on a chair. Me and Michael made eye contact with insane blushing faces, standing there like a deer in headlights. "Its tradition, Jeremy~" Christine purred, nudging my arm. 

"Yea! Do it!" Rich yelled from afar, Jake shushing him shortly after. Michael bit his lip as we stared at each other, unsure on what to do. He took a step forward towards me and leaned towards my ear. "Would you be okay if I, um.. did?" He whispered and leaned back so our faces were close, noses almost touching. "Do it! Do it!" The whole room chanted over and over again, I stared down at his lips, my lips quivering. I hesitantly nodded, my eyes fixated on his perfect, soft lips- wait-

He cupped my cheek and then connected our lips slowly, I felt a wave of love and need for this kiss rush over me. I was frozen, until my body finally decided to co-operate, I gripped his sweater collar and pulled us closer, kissing back. The whole room cheered with ooh's and finally's. "Gaaay!" Rich yelled, Michael put his hand on my lower back and pulled us closer, using his other hand to flip off Rich. I giggled in the kiss as I moved my hands to cup both of his cheeks.

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