Boyf riends Oneshots (Requests are open)

flirting

did someone say more jealous jeremy?

jeremys pov
it was just a regular lunch at the squip squad table, or so i thought. i was sitting across from michael, eating my sandwich in silence, while listening to the other conversations. but apparently rich thought it would be funny to start flirting with michael.

"hey michael~" rich said as he scooted closer to him.

"u-umm.... what?" michael answered.

"nothing, just taking in the view." rich said. he wouldn't stop staring at michael. rich knows i have a crush on michael. how could he do this?

flirt with my crush right in front of me.

"c-could ya maybe stop s-staring at me like that?" michael suggests, clearly not liking this.

"nah~" rich purred. (i hate this) everyone else at the lunch table was watching this scene play. i think brooke also noticed that i was giving rich a death glare from the other side of the table.

"ok rich, that enough. he's clearly uncomfortable, so back off." i mumble.

"what? you jealous?" rich teases.

i glance at michael to see him awaiting my answer. i sigh, and look back at rich. time to be the adult heere.

"that's none of your damn business." i spat out.

ok so i didn't really 'be the adult' but at this point i don't care.

"oh look everyone. heere's jealous!" rich yelled.

i glare at him once more before shutting up and continue eating my sandwich.

"jeremy, you ok?" michael questions.

"i'm fine." i grumble.

"you sure, dude?" jake pipes up.

"what part of 'i'm fine' do you guys not understand?" i exclaim.

michael looks at me with a look that says 'i'm-not-fucking-around', before getting up and grabbing my hand. then proceeding to drag me to the bathroom, despite my protests.

once we're in he leans against the entrance, so i can't get out.

"the hell is wrong with you?" michael asks.

"what? i can't be upset that my crush is getting flirted with?" my filter is gone, and i don't know why i just said that.

the look on michaels face changes from concerned and angry to one of shock and..... happiness?

"c-crush?" he repeats.

"guess the word is out. i'm in love with you. that's why i didn't like rich flirting with you. and i'll say it as many times as i have to. i'm in love with michael me-" i get cut off by his lips against mine.

i kiss back, and he pulls away after a while.

"shut up, just shut up, you dork. i l-love you t-too." michael hugs me, crying.

"well," i chuckle, "guess that's settled. but would you maybe... umm... ya know.... date me...?"

"jeremy heere, i just fucking kissed you. that's not even a questions."

"ok." i respond blushing.

michael and i join the table again with our hands intertwined.

"YESTH!" rich yells.

"wait rich, i thought you were flirting with michael, wht are you congratulating us?" i ask.

"dumbasth, i was flirting with mell so you would confesth." rich explains, like it's the easiest thing in the world.

"huh, well i guess it worked." michael said and turned to kiss me on the cheek.

i flushed up and converted my face with my hands. "staaaaaahhhhhhp."

"about time you two got together." brooke comments. everyone mumbled agreements.

"was it that obvious?" i ask, rubbing my neck out of habit.

the entire squip squad just yelled one big 'YES!' at me and michael.

we looked at each other before bursting out into laughter.