Noh Omo (BMC And DEH)

14) Hot British Gay

Made: 3/3/2019
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AU: No Squip

Ship: Boyf Riends

Warnings: None

Idk what to name this

"Have a nice daaaay!" The cashier singsonged with a wink, lips curving into a smile as he handed the two their slushees. Jeremy narrowed his eyes, his grip on his the tightening, almost spilling the contents over the lid. Unknowing to his discomfort, the cashier leaned over the counter, batting his eyelashes as the Filipino rifled through his pocket, eager to pay and leave.

He grinned cheekily when Michael held $7 over the counter, waving his hand dismissively. "It's on the house." Jeremy quickly grabbed the taller boys arm, yelling a monotonous 'thanks' over his shoulder as they left the 7/11 in one swift motion. Michael raised an eyebrow, stumbling to keep up with the others fast pace. "Jer."

"Yep." He huffed angrily, eyes fixated on the sidewalk in front of him. "Could you, uh, slow down?" He reluctantly slowed to a walk, his face softening a bit. A silence overcame them. "I think the new guy likes me." Michael joked, giving a weak smile in Jeremy's direction. He shot him a glare, the sharpness to his gaze returning. "Really Michael? Are you sure?"

He raised his hands defensively, taking his house key out from his pocket before opening the door for the both of them. Jeremy immediately headed for the couch, sitting on the far corner while stirring the contents of his cup with his straw. The stoner sighed in exasperation, taking his seat next to him and placing his hand on his shoulder. "Jer, you know I'll never leave you. Right?"

He nodded, his expression morphing into one of guilt and regret. "I know, I just-" He blinked back a few tears, not going unnoticed by Michael. "Hey, hey, hey, Jeremy. Look at me." He grabbed both sides of his boyfriends face, forcing him to be eye level with him. "Your my bro, my pal, the yee to my haw."

Jeremy giggled a bit, wiping his eyes. Michael continued. "We're never not gonna be a team." The paler boy shoved him playfully, rolling his eyes and muttering 'dork' under his breath. "What's that guys name anyway?" The filipino took a sip of his slushee before answering, "oh like.. George William.. Fredrick? I think it was? I don't know, he was British."

"You sure you won't leave me for a hot British guy?" (I almost wrote hot British gay and I was debating leaving it there) Michael gave him a small peck on the lips, grinning like a dork. "Never."

This was bad but I have writers block so ehhjshdisdnjcj