Random Oneshots

It Was Just A Dare And We Were High (part 1)

*boyf riends*

a/n: so this will be a multi-parter

"How many pineapples do you think there are in the world?"

"69."

"That's my boy!"

Michael and Jeremy were sitting on their beanbags, high on happiness. (And also weed, but that's not relevant.)

"Hey, wanna play Truth or Dare?" Jeremy says.

"Always. Truth or dare, Jeremy?" Michael replies, sitting up.

"Truth."

"Playing it safe, I see? Well, I've always wanted to know why you're a furry." Michael says, very seriously.

"I'm not a fucking furry, Michael, I just like dolphins!" Jeremy yells, making Michael cackle with glee.

Jeremy faces away from Michael, but realizes he has no other options other than to play with Michael.

"Truth or dare, Micha?" Jeremy sighs melodramatically.

"Dare, please, Jer." Michael replies curteously.

"I dare you to throw your ballet shoes at the wall. Yes, the pointe ones."

Michael looks glum, but reluctantly picks up his ballet slippers and hurls them at the wall. There's a loud crack and Michael runs over to his precious shoes. They're not broken.

"You're lucky they're not broken, Jeremy Heere. Now, truth or dare?"

"I'll take a dare this time." Jeremy replies, taking another hit.

Michael sinks into his beanbag, thinks for a bit, and then jumps up.

"Tip that orange juice out. Onto the floor." He cries out.

Jeremy looks at him with betrayal in his eyes, but stood up regardless. He picks up the cup of orange juice and regretfully tips it all over Michael's carpet.

"You happy, Mell? Now, truth or dare?" He sighs.

"Um, truth!" Michael smiles, nodding widely.

"Why is your sister so adorable?" Jeremy says in a childish voice.

"She's not!" Michael retorts.

"She's got such chubby cheeks and she's so small and her little wellie boots-"

"She's not cute!" He growls. Jeremy holds up his hands in defeat. "Truth or dare?"

"I'll take a chance, and try another dare."

"Okay, risky!" Michael says. He sits there thinking for a while before jumping up. "I've a great one!"

Jeremy sits up.

"Great, what is it?" He whispers.

"I dare you to..." Michael starts.

"Yes?" Jeremy interrupts, persistent.

"I dare you to kiss me." Michael says confidently.

"Oh, like a little kiss or like..." Jeremy replies, unsure.

"A kiss kiss." Michael replies. 

"Okay then, fine."

Jeremy stands up and walks towards Michael nervously. He leans forward, puts his hand on Michael's cheek and stops, a centimeter away from Michael's lips.

"Are you sure about this, Micha?" Jeremy breaths.

Michael doesn't reply, but simply pushes his face into Jeremy's and kisses him deeply. Jeremy squeaks with surprise, but kisses back regardless.

Michael pulls away first, breathless and blushing.

"Damn, you're a good kisser, Jer. I can see why you attract all the ladies."

a/n: hi ive got writers block but loads of pre-written chapters give me suggestions

-lizzie xx