Boyf riends Oneshots (Requests are open)

a bunch of short oneshots

since i don't want to write a while one shot, you're getting small ones.

prompt #1: Michael gets mad at Jeremy and Jeremy cheers him up with affection
michaels pov (at michaels house, on the couch)

"jeremyyyyyyyy"

no response. he's on his phone.

"the boyf to my riend....my beautiful player two..."

"....."

"jeremy, answer meeeeeee"

"what michael?" jeremy responded in a snappy tone.

"......*sniffle*" ever since the bathroom incident, i've been a little on the sensitive side, so that kinda threw me over the edge.

i felt tears well up in my eyes.

"oh hey hey hey, michael i'm sorry. that came out angrier than i thought."

i scooted away from him and cried silently, crossing my arms.

"mikey, come here, i'm sorry." jere kissed me on the cheek. i got to admit i really wanted to laugh at how cute and apologetic he's being, but i try my best to stay mad.

"come on bear, you know i love you. i didn't mean it." he kissed my cheek again. i let out a small snort of laughter then immediately cover my mouth.

jeremy begins to pepper my face in kisses and hug me tight, i can't take it anymore. i burst out laughing and kiss him with all the love i have. i can feel jere smiling into the kiss.

how could i stay mad at him?

prompt #2: Jeremy and Michael go on a camping trip. Jeremy forgets to bring a sleeping bag, so they have to squeeze into Michael's sleeping bag with him.
third persons pov

"ok jere, the tent is all set up!" michael smiled.

"alright, micha, let's set up the sleeping bags." jeremy replied.

as jeremy was looking through michaels pt cruiser he noticed something. something missing.

shit, jeremy thought, i forgot my sleeping bag.

"ummm, michael, we have a slight problem." jeremy muttered.

michael came out of the tent and asked, "what is it, jerebear?" jeremy blushed.

he couldn't help it, ok? if you were called a cute pet name by your crush, wouldn't you be blushing too? (no crush gang, who's with me?)

"y-yea, i, uh, forgot my sleeping bag....." jeremy murmured, scratching the back of his neck.

"is that it? that's fine. we can just squeeze into my sleeping bag?" it came out as more of a question, as michaels cheeks heated up, just thinking about sleeping close to jere. (get your mind out of the gutter)

"o-oh, uh, are you sure? i could just sleep on the tent floor." jere nervously stuttered.

"no, no it's fine." michael replied.

~time squip to night time~

the boys were done roasting marshmallows and were now sitting on the hood of michaels car and watching the stars.

"it's k-kinda c-cold, michael." jeremy shivered.

"well, take my hoodie." michael said as he discarded the hoodie from his body. he was wearing his long sleeved CREEPS shirt.

he handed the hoodie to the pale boy and smiled as he saw jeremy in his hoodie.

he's so cute. michael thought.

jeremy chuckled. "why thank you michael. you're not too bad yourself."

"d-did i just s-say that out l-loud?" michael stuttered.

"yes, yes you did." jeremy replied.

"wow, that's embarrassing." michael muttered.

"well, anyway let's go to bed. i'm *yawn* tired." jeremy mumbled.

as the two boys got into the tent they remembered they had to share a sleeping bag. it's not like they were complaining.

michael got in the sleeping bag first and jeremy followed. michael wrapped his arms around the other boys waist and pulled him closer.

jeremy smiled and wrapped his arms around michael, and nuzzled his head into the taller ones chest. (i'll say it again, TALL MICHAEL) both boy(f)s cheeks were extremely flushed and they silently thanked whatever god is out there that it was too dark to tell.

it was a pretty good camping trip.
prompt #3: Michael and Jeremy cute plant shopping (not dating)
third person pov

"jeremyyyyyyy, this is borriiiiiing."

"michael i swear to all things gay, if you whine one more time i'll make you sorry." jeremy threatened.

michael gave him a complete deadpan look. "kinky."

jeremy let out a sigh, secretly trying to hold in a snort of laughter. he couldn't resist michael and his dumb jokes.

"i'm trying to find some plants to spice my room up, bish. so shhhhhh." jeremy said as he put his hand over michaels face and pushed it away. (jeremy is a plant mom now)

"ack, well you don't have to be rude." michael said as he stuck his tongue out.

suddenly michael got an idea, as he spotted a certain flower he knew jeremy loved.

a blue rose.

"hey jer, i'll be right back." michael said. jeremys nodded in response, too intrigued by the plants in front of him to ask questions.

michael ran and grabbed a singular blue rose, paid for it, then walked back over to jeremy, hiding the rose behind him.

michael tapped on the freckled boys shoulder.

"what is it now mich— wha....?"

"i got this for you." michael says nervously, as he shoved the rose into the others hand.

jeremy was smiling like a dork and leaned in, unexpectedly and kissed michael on the cheek.

"you're so cute." jeremy muttered, under his breath. but michael heard.

and he started blushing like crazy.

these are so old