Jeremy laid there bored out of his mind. He didn't know what to do but he wanted to do something. Suddenly, he grinned at a thought. What he needs: A rolling chair, himself, and his knees. Jeremy jumped up from where he was and went to go find a chair.
-Time skip bc i'm tired and i refuse to sleep-
Jeremy rolled the chair out of Michael's office and placed it in the living room. With a sly grin, Jeremy carefully climbed on the chair and did his knee dance. He looked at the couch and got another idea... Why don't I jump on the couch? With hopes the boy would land on the couch... he missed. Jeremy hit the floor and as soon as Michael walked in.
Michael stood there confused, shocked, and of course worried. Jeremy looked up, "MICHAEL I HAVE BEEN INJURIED!!!"
Michael let out a long sigh, "Again Jeremy?"
Bonus: Michael was carrying his boyf as he walking into the doctor's office.
"Hello Mr. Mell. Did Jeremy injure himself on the chair again?" the nurse asked.
"Nice to see you again, Ms. Hansen. And yes, yes he did." He carried Jeremy to the back, and the doctor fixed him.
"Jeremy..." the doctor said. "We've all told you to stop doing the dance on the chair." Jeremy merely squeaked in return. Michael smiled softly, carrying Jeremy to his PT Cruiser.
"You're lucky I love you, Heere," he said teasingly.
"Yeah," Jeremy replied, nuzzling into Michael's neck. "I know."
Written by: Evan
Bonus by: Connor
