boyf riends one - shots!

=º 132 - the date º=

from this point on, there will be no capitals in my one shots

banned

gone

never again

maybe a few

but thats it

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"jeremy, you need to calm down." christine rubbed the bridge of her nose, sitting on jeremy's chair. jeremy scrambled around his closet, desperate to find something to wear. "it's just a date! you'll be fine." christine giggled, jeremy kept looking through his clothes. "it's not just a date, chris, it's a date with michael." he rolled his eyes, christine smirked. "hey, well, you'll be so thankful that i got something for you to wear." she purred, jeremy whipped his head around.

"you did?" he raised his eyebrow, christine nodded with a wide smirk on her face. "and i know michael will absolutely love it." she reached into her bag, and pulled out a white flowey dress, the skirt ending at the knees. it had a black ribbon tied around the waist, making sure the dress showed every curve of your body. jeremy's eyes widened, his face flushing up.  

"a-a d-dress?" jeremy slowly walked over, studying the dress that christine had displayed on the bed. "mhm, michael will love it~" christine nudged jeremy, winking. he chuckled and rolled his eyes. "a-are you sure?" jeremy picked up the dress, holding it by the shoulders. christine nodded eagerly. "and if he doesn't, i will personally fight him." she smiled, jeremy giggled. 

"plus, michael absolutely loves your curves." she purred, laying down on her stomach and tracing a finger on the bed. "he told me himself." she winked, jeremy groaned and covered his face, blushing furiously. "still questioning how the fuck you know all of this." he mumbled, christine giggled and stood up, grabbing the dress. "now, you go get changed, and show me after." she shoved the dress into jeremy's arms, pushing him into the bathroom and closing the door. 

jeremy stood in the middle of the bathroom, still trying to process. he looked down at the dress, it was really pretty. he bit his lip and sighed, starting to undress, slipping the white dress on and after a few minutes he zipped up the back. he looked at himself in the mirror, well, the ribbon sure did hug his waist. the top was all tight, and the bottom flowed gracefully around him. he didn't actually look that bad.  

jeremy opened the door slowly, stepping out into his room. christine looked up from her phone, her jaw dropping and she started to squeal and flail her arms. "oh my gosh, you look so cute!" she giggled, walking over to jeremy and adjusting the bow, rambling words that he could not translate. "chris," jeremy looked at her, an awkward smile on his face. christine hummed in response. "english, please." he giggled, christine smiled and backed away.

"sorry, you just look amazing!" she squealed, she turned behind her and held out a pair of white converse. "i know you wouldn't like heels, so, i got you converse." she grinned, jeremy took them and sighed happily. "you know, i would probably be having an anxiety attack right now if it weren't for you." he giggled, slipping the shoes onto his feet. "that's exactly why i came over." she smirked, "now!" she raced to the door, opening it. "let's get going to your date." she winked.

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"i can't do this." jeremy hugged his knees in the passenger seat of christine's car, rocking back and forth. "w-what if he doesn't like me in a dress? am i too formal-?" christine shushed him, pointing to the alley way of the 7/11. michael stood there, leaning against the brick wall. he had a white button-up shirt on, his headphones wrapped around his neck, dark blue jeans, and his white sneakers. jeremy swooned just from the look of him. "see? you're not too formal. he will love the dress." christine smiled, handing jeremy his phone.

"now, go have fun!" she reached over and opened the passenger door, shoving jeremy out and shutting the door, locking it. jeremy shot her a glare, causing her to giggle. jeremy looked ahead of him, letting out a deep sigh and started to walk over to the alley way. he seen michael, who was listening to music. he tapped his shoulder, biting his lip as michael looked over at him. "hey jer-! .." michael trailed off, looking jeremy up and down. "uh, hi." jeremy smiled shyly, looking down at the dress and playing with the hem of the skirt.

michael took a step closer to jeremy, grabbing one of his freckled hands and holding it up to his mouth. "you," he kissed the top of jeremy's hand, "look gorgeous." he grinned at him. jeremy froze up, his face a bright red, causing his freckles to stand out. jeremy smiled and flicked his head. "you need to stop making me feel like a puddle of goo, mell." he smirked, pointing at him. michael chuckled, wrapping his arms around jeremy's waist and leaning against a wall. 

"but you looove~ it." he purred, resting their foreheads together. jeremy giggled, "maybe i do, maybe i don't." he grinned. michael looked down at jeremy's hips, his hands slowly caressing up his body. "seriously, you look amazing." michael said, jeremy smirked and wrapped his arms around michaels neck, leaning into his face. "you look amazing, too." he mumbled, his lips ghosting over michaels. they both connected lips, michael pulling jeremy in closer by the hips. (hey that rhymed)

michael bit down on his lip gently, jeremy gladly opened his mouth as the kiss turned into making out. michael slid down the wall, bringing jeremy with him as he sat down. jeremy straddled him, cupping both of his cheeks and furrowing his eyebrows. michaels hands slid down to jeremy's ass, moving under the skirt of his dress and squeezing it, causing jeremy to moan quietly in the kiss. michael moved down to jeremy's neck, beginning to place hickeys.

"michael, i love you, but don't you think we should wait til after the date?" jeremy giggled, biting his lip. michael widened his eyes, pulling away and leaning on the wall. "um- yea, uh- i'm sorry-" jeremy shushed him, "it's okay, micha." he kissed michaels forehead, "besides.." jeremy trailed off. "you'd enjoy it a lot more if we were at home~" jeremy purred, michael smirked and caressed jeremy's hips. "understandable." he pecked jeremy's nose. 

michael stood up, still having jeremy around his waist, his hands on jeremy's ass. jeremy giggled, "are you seriously going to carry me?" he raised his eyebrow. michael began walking out of the alley way and onto the concrete. "yup." he smiled, giving jeremy's ass another squeeze.

"coULD YOU STOP GROPING ME-"

"nope. love youuu~"

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hehe maybe pt.2 but jeremy in a dress is my religion thx