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Hoodie Stealer and Cuddles

They're not dating in this one, but I think it's cute. Also the SQUIP never happened in this story. Sorry it's long, I have no self control.

Jeremy's POV

"DAMNIT!" Michael screamed as we both died in AOTD. I always thought it was so cute how frustrated he gets when we play video games.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that I, Jeremy Heere, have a huge gay crush on the one and only, Michael Mell. Shocking, I know. But when you're best friends for 12 years you start to get attached.

Anyway, he could never like me back so I try to keep it I'm the back of my mind. Yeah.... it doesn't really work that well.

"Wanna try again?" Michael asks me.
"Sure, but I'm kinda hungry, can you get snacks?" I ask, and since he's too lazy, I do puppy eyes to try and convince him.

"Ugh, fine. Only because I can't say no to that face."

I feel my face heat up and turn away in an attempt to hide my blush at his comment.

"Dude, you good? You're as red as a tomato." He remarks with a slight chuckle.

And then I feel my face heat up even more at his adorably cute laugh.

Y-yeah, it's j-just real-really hot in h-here." I respond trying to play it off and failing.

"You know, you're right. It is getting hot in here." He says and takes off his signature hoodie. I stare at it as he places it on the ground and wonder what it feels like if I wore it.

"Anyway, I'm gonna go get snacks." Michael said as he got up and made his way up his basement stairs.

As soon as I knew he couldn't see me, I sprung into action. I grabbed the hoodie, and quickly put it on. And I'm glad I did.

It was so warm, I can see why he wears it all the time. It smelled like him too. Sure, it sounds creepy but I love the way Michael smells. It's like a comfort scent, I guess.

I buried my face in the hoodie, just savoring the warmth and smell, when I suddenly heard footsteps.

Oh, god. I thought. Michael's gonna see me wearing his hoodie! He's gonna be so mad..... wait why would he be mad? I asked myself, but before my brain could answer there he was, staring at me...... WAIT. Is that blush on his face?

Michael's POV

OH. MY. GOD.

Jeremy Heere, a.k.a. my crush for 5 years, is wearing my hoodie. He looks so cute, too.

"Um....." Jeremy says, flustered. He sounds like a kid who got caught stealing candy.

I chuckle at this and I can see his face go even more red.

"I'm so sorry, Micha, it was just sitting there and it looked really comfy and warm and I'm sor-" I cut him off.

"Jer, I don't mind. Really I don't." I say, stepping forward so I can sit on my beanbag with the snacks.

"You're.... not mad?"

"Mad? Why would I be mad at my best friend!" I state. He giggles at my reference and my face grows hot.... AGAIN.

"So I can keep it on?" He questions shyly.

"Of course." I lean in and boop his nose.

*le time skip brought to you by my unhealthy crush on Michael Mell*

We ended up just watching a movie after that, since Jeremy was staying the night.

We decided on Newsies, and about half way through, I felt something on my shoulder.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, I think to myself. I look down to see if my assumptions were correct, and there it was. Jeremy laid his head on my shoulder.

I start panicking but soon stop as I nearly melt at the sight of my sleepy Jer-bear.

That sounded really coupley. Whoops.

I see him close his eyes tighter, probably because of the bright TV screen. So I turn off the TV and, careful not to wake him up, I scoop him up bridal style.

He mumbles some gibberish and sleepily drapes both his arms around my neck for support. He then buries his face in my chest. I pray to whatever god is out there that he doesn't notice my heartbeat get faster.

I place him on the bed behind me since my room is in the basement and I start to walk away and get extra blankets so I can sleep on the beanbags, which is a lot comfier than it sounds.

As I'm about to walk away, Jeremy grabs my arm and mumbles a little: "stay...."

I can't resist and get in the bed next to him, laying on my side to face him. He then grabs me and pulls himself against my chest and nuzzles his face into my shoulder.

I smile at him and places my hands on his back and start rubbing circles on it. I feel him smile against me and cautiously place a light kiss on his head.

"I love you, Jer-bear." I say lovingly.

Jeremy's POV

Holy shit, did Michael just say he loves me?

I quickly think about it and decide to do something a little risky.

Third person POV

"Love you too, Micha" Jeremy mumbles, slightly slurred because he's half asleep. Michael blushes at this and just pulls Jeremy closer.

They fell asleep soon after, happy and content in each other's arms. Jeremy still wearing Michaels hoodie.

The end, I wrote this at 11:30 pm and I should probably sleep, bye!