Be More Chill - Oneshots

Boyf Riends- "Was that a confession?"

"Jeremy," Michael whispered, rubbing his palm against Jeremy's back. The two boys having spent the whole night playing video games, one of them was bound to pass out. And it just so happened that Jeremy had fell asleep on Michael. "Wake up, Jere. As much as I want us to sleep together, you'll.. you'll regret it."

Jeremy groaned and threw his arm around Michael's neck, pulling him closer than before. Michael sighed and carried the tall boy to his room to place him in bed. Michael would just sleep on the couch upstairs.

Michael gently laid him on the bed, pulling the covers on him. Jeremy snuggled into the blanket and his lips twitched upward. Michael's heart fluttered while watching Jeremy sleep. Not in a creepy way of course. Just the fact that Michael is head over heels for the boy that lay asleep in front of him. All he ever wanted was him to be happy. And he knew Christine was the perfect candidate for him. But if it was up to Michael to decide, it'd be him that Jeremy would be with.

But it wasn't up to him. And Michael kind of thought that if Jeremy were to ever choose between them, he would obviously choose Christine. As far as Michael knew, the two had already started dating. But just the occasional short dates that take an hour or two.

Like a stab to the heart, Michael knew he would face rejection if he told Jeremy that he loved him.

"Goodnight Jere, I'll be upstairs if you need me." Michael ran his hand once through Jeremy's hair before backing away slowly.

"Micha.." Jeremy whined. His eyes opened which revealed his bright blue eyes that Michael adored. "Stay, please?"

Michael's eyebrows furrowed and he frowned. He shook his head no and looked at the floor. "I can't."

"I.. Just tonight?" Jeremy sat up and made grabby hands toward Michael. His usual smile plastered on his face. The smile that would have Michael at Jeremy's beck and call almost immediately.

"You're with Christine, Jeremy. I can't, it'd be like.. you cheating on her - with me. Of all people, me?" Michael muttered the last part under his breath, hoping Jeremy didn't hear.

"Is that such a bad thing? That I'm with you? Besides, Christine.. She sorta broke things off last week. She's leaving to visit her grandparents in P.A. And she wasn't happy, so.." Jeremy wrapped his arms around himself and stared blankly at the PacMan blanket that lay on his bed.

"Oh I didn't know, Jere. 'M sorry." Michael coughed and made his way to Jeremy's bed. He unbuckled his belt and pulled off his jeans. "Uh, no homo, right?"

"Ahem, uh if you want."

"What?" Michael choked on his spit and looked at Jeremy, shocked.

"What?" Jeremy stared at him like a deer in headlights.

"Y-You.. did you? Was that a confession?" Michael chuckled, pulling the covers over both of them.

"Shut up, dork." Jeremy groaned, turning around and facing the wall. He felt Michael move closer and get comfortable on the twin size bed. A solid three minutes later, Jeremy took a deep breath and, loud and clear, said "But yes, it was."

"I love you, Jeremy Heere." Michael whispered back, wrapping his arms around Jeremy and pulling him close. Michael kissed his crush's shoulder, leaving the boy flustered. Soon after, the two teenage boys fell asleep in each other's arms.