Boyf riends Oneshots (Requests are open)

ilybikydlmbaihmfi

if you can read that and understand....... do you need a hug?

anyways onto the story.

third persons pov

shit. i can't believe i'm about to do this. michael thought as he stared at his phone. the phone was open to messages, the contact open was jeremy. or as michaels phone likes to put it: player 2💙👾

in the text box was a message that michael has yet to send but it said, "ilybikydlmbaihmfi"

to most people this would be gibberish, but to michael (and hopefully jeremy) this was an acronym for a long ass sentence.

"ok, just press send, michael." michael murmured to himself. he quickly pressed send and threw his phone across the room and hid his face in his hands.

after a few moments of waiting he heard a buzz from his somehow-not-broken phone. he slowly walked over to it and peered at the screen.

he sighed at the response, silently hoping for a different answer.

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player 2💙👾

player 1🎮: ilybikydlmbaihmfi

player 2💙👾: michael u good? was that a keyboard smash?

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michael sighed. he knew it wouldn't work. so he did what he always does, hide his feelings for the other.

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player 2💙👾

player 1🎮: haha yea whoops

player 2💙👾: lol ok then

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well that sucked. jeremy didn't understand what it meant. ugh.

michaels pov
well whatever. i got another buzz from my phone. it was from jeremy again. he just wants to come over, i texted back that it was ok.

~time squip to when jeremy got to michaels house~

me and jeremy were in my basement playing AOTD.

"hey micha?" jeremy asked.

"yes?" i responded.

"what did that text mean?" jeremy questioned.

"what do you mean? it was just an accident." i nervously responded.

"michael, i've seen those letters before, but i forgot what they stand for." jere explained.

"really? huh, well i don't know what you're t-talking a-about."

"michael...... just tell me."

i mumbled it under my breath but jeremy didn't hear.

"what was that?" jere asked.

i took a deep breath and paused the game. "i love you but i know you don't love me back and i hate myself for it."

*cue long silence*

"who says i don't love you back......" jeremy mumbled.

"wh-what?"

"who says i don't love you back?" jeremy repeated louder.

"you l-love me b-back?" i asked.

"yea......"

before i could think, i pulled him into a kiss, and he smiled into it.

sorry it's so short, and really cringe