Boyf riends Oneshots (Requests are open)

Love Letters

this is after the squip (still junior year) jeremy and christine are not dating anymore

jeremys pov (monday)
i walkt though the heavy school doors, resulting in me being bombarded with the chatter of other students. i walk over to the squip squad and greet them, standing next to brooke. i glance at michael, he seems nervous about something.

after we talk for a bit, the warning bell rings. i head to my locker, and punch in the combination of my lock. as i open it, a small white piece of paper falls out.

i bend over and pick it up. "the hell.....?" i mutter under my breath.

"dear jer,
this is awkward but congratulations! i have a crush on you! how could i not? your eyes are like an ocean, and your hair is so fluffy. you're so caring and nice, and your laugh is like music. this is my letter to you, in hopes that you realize it's me. i won't tell you my name, but i will give you clues. not too obvious tho. you have to figure it out yourself.
clue 1: you know me. i'm not a random person that you've never met.
you'll get a clue everyday.
until tomorrow,

-????"

someone likes me? why me? i'm not worth a crush. i hope this doesn't interfere with my crush on michael.

i head to class and sit down, contemplating the options. "you know me." ok that doesn't really dim it down, i know a lot of people at this school. ugh, i'll have to wait for more clues. maybe i can ask the squad who they think it is.

~time squip to lunch~

i sit down at our lunch table between christine and rich.

"hey jer, you seem confused." michael comments.

"yea i am, i got this love letter in my locker today. i'm trying to figure out who it is. they said they'll give me clues everyday." i explain. "does anyone know who it might be?" i say as i show everyone the letter.

"wow, seems like someone really like you jeremy." jenna noted as she read the paper.

once everyone read the letter, rich handed it back to me. "does anyone have any ideas?"

everyone shook their head, and michael just shrugged. i groan and put my head in my hands.

"i'll just wait until i get more clues." i mumble, loud enough so everyone can hear.

~tuesday (the next day)~

i run/speedwalk into school, excited to get a new note. as expected, a piece of paper falls out of my locker as i open it. i pick it up, and read it.

"dear jer,
hi! how are you? i guess you want more clues, don't you? but first, let me tell you things i love about you. i love that when you laugh your nose scrunches up and it's the cutest thing i have ever seen. i love it how your eyes light up when you get excited over stuff you like. i love your cute freckles that are painted all around your cheeks. alright now onto the clues. and guess what? you get two today.
clue 2: i'm a boy.
clue 3: i have dark brown hair.
sincerely,

-????"

i started to blush at the words, but quickly brushed it off, since i already have a crush. two more clues, i started a different piece of paper to write down the clues, and put the letter with the previous one from yesterday in my backpack.