My Favorite Person (Boyf Riends Fanfiction)

Chapter 19

"That's...really pretty." Michael gawked at the material layered in his hands.

"You like that style? We can pick that one." Jake stood behind him, looking over his shoulder.

"...Yeah. It's...really beautiful." Michael was sheepish about his obsession with the fabric. He gently returned it to the shelf.

"I'll get it," Jake said. "See how Rich-- oh, Rich is checking out. Look at him."

Michael watched Rich casually pay for his own outfit at the register without said outfit, of course. The suit wouldn't be ready until a later date. He smiled and thanked the cashier before returning to his friends.

"I'm all good to go." Rich thrust his hands into the pockets of his joggers.

"Alright. I'll pay for Michael's shirt and shoes. You two can wait outside." Jake slipped his keys out and tossed them to Michael.

Michael clumsily caught them. "Are you sure you're okay with paying?"

"Yes, I am." Jake smiled softly, and Michael couldn't help but mirror him.

I'm so lucky to have such great friends.

"Go wait outside. Open the roof of the car, too." Jake nodded to the shop door.

Michael and Rich left the shop. The parking lot seemed a little emptier and a small wind had started. Michael adjusted his glasses, surveying the unexciting scenery. He then turned to Jake's convertible and unlocked it remotely. Rich stepped forward and opened the back seat, tossing himself in. Michael stepped into the front passenger.

"C'mon. Find out how to open the roof." Rich said.

Michael scanned the dashboard and quickly found the button that said ROOF with a simple illustration of the car roof. He bravely pressed it and watched the ceiling above him hover upward before being pulled back by mechanical arms. It telescoped behind them and left the car open to the sun and wind.

"How much was yours?" Michael leaned his seat back slightly and slouched down.

"My suit?"

"Yeah."

"Around 135 dollars."

"Geez. Just to rent?"

"Well, yeah. It is a tuxedo."

"So then...Jake and I would be around 270? Almost 300 dollars?"

"Yes, except Jake isn't buying a suit for himself."

"He's not?"

"Nah. When we did this last year, he just bought his own. He still owns it, and he decided to just wear it again this year."

"Oh." A bit of weight was lifted when Michael realized Jake was only paying for one suit.

"Did you not notice how he wasn't shopping for himself?"

"I...I guess not." Michael laughed embarrassingly.

"Geez. Well, I don't blame you. You seemed pretty wrapped up in picking stuff out."

"Oh. Did I?"

"Yeah." Rich leaned forward. "You just wanna look good for Jeremy, right?"

"Rich!" Michael turned to him.

"Am I wrong?" Rich smirked.

"I mean, I just want to look good for prom." Michael rested his arm on the windowsill and turned away from his interrogator.