BMC & DEH One-Shots and Headcannons

Boyf Riends-Snakes

Hi!!! Thank you so so so so much for the request, Ciipherr

Also it's a little bit funny how I've had two animal names for bmc oneshots XD

Jeremy felt his phone buzzing. He picked it up out of his pocket, reading who was calling him.

❤️Player 2❤️ is calling you.

He answered.

"Hey, Michael." Jeremy put the phone to his ear. On the other line, he thought he heard sniffles and a choked cough. "You okay?"

"N-no." Michael answered. "Can ty come over?"

"Yeah. I'll be there in five. Need me to bring anything?" Jeremy wondered what was going on with his boyfriend. Did he have a panic attack? Was he hurt? Was he gonna be okay?

"I just need you." The line went dead.

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"Michael? Are you down here?" Jeremy called from the top of the stairs. He came down the stairs, wondering why it was so dark. Michael's lights weren't on, and the tv was off. Jeremy turned the lights on, and he looked around for his boyfriend.

Michael was huddled in a ball on his beanbag, tears streaming down his face. Jeremy's face softened as soon as he saw him. Jeremy made his way to the beanbags, and he wrapped an arm around Michael.

"Hey, you okay?" Jeremy said softly.

"No." Michael wipes his face.

"What's wrong?" Jeremy asked.

"Snakes are wrong." Michael sniffed loudly. "I mean, where did their leggies go?"

Jeremy pursed his lips. He was gonna get that Michael was high, and just blubbering random things. He tried not to laugh.

"I don't like them. Their little leggies are gone."

"Why are you upset about their legs?"

"Leggies!" Michael corrected.

Jeremy giggled softly. "Okay. Leggies it is."

"Yeah. You better not assume that snakes have legs. You use leggies."

"Alright." Jeremy laughed quietly. The vibration of his laughter was noticed by Michael.

"Whatchu laughin' 'bout, Jeremy?" Michael accused. "Whatchu talkin' 'bout, Willis?"

"Nothing," Jeremy said, stifling laughs. "I'm not laughing at you. Tell me more about these snakes."

"Their leggies are missing!" Michael shouted, tears streaming down his face again. He let out a sob.

"Oh, hon." Jeremy pulled Michael closer. "They were born without legs."

"Hey, Jeremy?" Michael asked.

"Yes, Michael?"

"Why would you laugh at me? I wouldn't like it if someone laughed at me if I didn't have legs. What would you do if I laughed at you and you had to scoot on the ground?"

"I wouldn't mind scooting on the ground." Jeremy smiled. He kissed the top of Michael's hair, taking in the scent of his shampoo.

"That's gay, Jeremy," Michael pointed out.

"You're the gay one."

"I am?" Michael jumped from Jeremy's arms and smiled widely at him. "You mean it?"

"I think so." Jeremy had to stop himself from pulling his phone out and taking a video. Oh man, if Michael saw that video, he would probably never forgive Jeremy.

Michael sat back down, cuddling against Jeremy.

"You're pretty," He cooed to Jeremy. "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No," Jeremy replied.

Michael looked appalled. "Why not?"

"I have a boyfriend."

"Really?!?" Michael's eyes lit up. "What's his name?"

"It's you, silly!" Jeremy squeezed Michael.

"Oh my lanta. You're kidding me!" Michael shouted. "This is the best day ever!"

Then Michael tackled Jeremy, barraging him with kisses all over his face.

"Mi-" Jeremy protested, but was cut off by Michael's lips landing on his. He closed his eyes in bliss, running a hand through Michael's hair. Michael separated from Jeremy. He looked like he had something very important to say.

"I like snakes," Michael said with a very serious tone. "We need to make wheelchairs for them."

"That's a great idea, babe," Jeremy laughed. "You do that."

"We could make little thingies that you put on yourself when you get in the car so you don't crash. They're long and black-"

"Seatbelts?" Jeremy asked.

"Yeah!" Michael's eyes brightened. "Seatbelts!"

"You're so adorable. C'mere you." Michael scooted to Jeremy, and they spent the rest of the day cuddling and talking about snakes.

Thank you, Ciipherr!!!!!