boyf riends one - shots!

=º 136 - rainy day º=

nostalgia of the time I didn't know pumped up kicks was talking about shooting kids

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michael smushed his cheek against the glass window, peering out at the pouring rain. "jer! it's raining!" michael looked back at jeremy, who was sitting on the couch reading a book. he raised his eyebrow, "okay?" he giggled, setting down the book. "we're going outside." michael ran over to him, grabbing his arm and started to book it to the door. jeremy yelped at the sudden force, but quickly realized the situation. "w-with no umbrella? n-no jackets?" jeremy stuttered as michael opened the door, pushing him out and locking it.

"don't be a pussy, jeremiah." michael smirked, nudging jeremy as he rolled his eyes and giggled. "that's what makes it so fun!" michael grabbed his arm once again, running down the porch steps and stepping out into the rain. the road was dead since it was raining so hard, so they could freely walk onto it with no worry of being hit. jeremy shivered as the cold rain hit his pale skin, he was only wearing a t-shirt and skinny jeans. at least michael had a sweater. 

michael giggled as he splashed in the puddles, enjoying himself. jeremy blushed and swooned just from his adorable giggle and smile, he looked like a 5 year old. but jeremy adored it and michaels dimples that were shown from the moonlight. his daze was broken by water being splashed all over him. he looked up to see a smirking michael, jeremy furrowed his eyebrows. "oh, it's on, mell!" jeremy chuckled as he kicked water at michael, both of the boys having a water fight, the rain continuing to pour.  

jeremy slipped and fell onto the concrete of the road, letting out a oof sound. he grunted as he rubbed his head, before he felt a pair of lips on his own. he opened his eyes to see a wide eyed michael, who had slipped and fallen on top of jeremy. michael tried to get up and pull away, but simply, he felt jeremy grip the collar of his hoodie, kissing back. michael eyes relaxed a bit, comforted by the sensation. the two both sat up, still in the middle of the road, in the pouring rain, and michael in between jeremy's legs. 

they both pulled away for air, resting their foreheads together as the two panted lightly. there was a couple moments of silence, both staring into each others eyes, unaware of what they were feeling. the mood had changed from awkward to lust and need. they smashed their lips together, almost a little too harshly. michael being thrown onto his back with jeremy on top of him, the two kissing roughly. 

"how.." michael disconnected from the kiss for a minimum second, before kissing jeremy again. "did this happen.." michael breathed out in the kiss, jeremy running his hands through michaels hair. their clothes were soaked, from rolling around on the road and being under the rain. michael ran his hands up jeremy's shirt, "i don't know-" jeremy giggled in the kiss. they finally decided to part from the heated make-out session, breathing heavily, their lungs begging for air.

"damn, heere.." michael held jeremy's lower back, pushing them closer together. "where'd you learn to kiss so good~?" he purred, smirking. jeremy giggled, looking down at his clothes. "my clothes are soaked.." he mumbled, looking down at his shirt as he rested his hands on michaels thighs. "well, no shit." michael rolled his eyes. jeremy looked up at him with a smirk, "but you, sir," he reached down to palm michael, causing him to inhale sharply. "seem to be soaked in other places~" he purred and stopped palming him. 

"you sneaky little shit." michael rested their foreheads together and glared at him, jeremy chuckled and pecked his nose.

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that kiss was too detailed

woops im bored