Boyf riends Oneshots (Requests are open)

just hold me

au where jeremys mom didn't leave yet

jeremys pov
i quickly reached for my phone and went to my favorites, which only had one person in it. i could hear the arguing downstairs getting louder and i couldn't handle it.

i finally heard the person pick up.

"micha.....c-can i st-stay at your h-house. my parents are f-fighting-g." i cried into the phone.

michael immediately perked up on the other end. "of course, jere. i'll meet you at your tree and we can go to my house, just... umm... pack a bag with stuff you need and i'll be right there." he hung up.

i quickly grabbed my phone charger, headphones, clothes, toothbrush, etc. and threw them in my empty backpack. it still had 'BOYF' scrawled across it and i smiled. if only...

it was summer break so that's why my backpack was empty. i zipped it up and crawled out of the window and onto the tree next to my room.

"hey jere, jump!" when i was one the lowest branch i looked down to see michael holding his arms out.

now most people wouldn't jump but i trust michael with my life and i've done this before. i let go of the branch and fell into his arms.

"hey~" michael purred.

"hi." i smiled despite my sniffles.

"alright let's go, player two." he starts walking still holding me, bridal style.

"i can walk."

"too bad, jer, i'm carrying you."

"fiiiiine." i groan with fake-annoyance. truth is, i love michael when he does this. when he does anything coupley with me, it feels like we're actually dating. maybe one day...

"we're heere." michael chuckled.

"i hate you." i hit his chest playfully.

"oh shut it, you love me." michael said.

"i do." i mumble as i draw patterns into his chest with my finger mindlessly. we head inside and he plops me on his bed in the basement.

he leans over and kisses my forehead. this was relatively normal whenever one of us was having a bad day, just a little something to remind each other we care.

i take off my backpack and snuggle into his bed. i was already in my sleeping clothes (a t-shirt and shorts)

i felt michael slip in the bed next to me. "mikey, can i have you hoodie?" he nods in the darkness and gets out of the bed to grab it.

he comes back and hands me the clothing. i sit up and pull it over my torso and it reaches my thighs, since it's so oversized on me. i lay back down.

"anything else?" michael asked.

"just... hold me?"

"as you wish." michael hugs me and pulls me closer to him. i entangle our legs together and hug back.

after hours and hours i still couldn't sleep and michael woke up just in time to notice.

"baby, go to sleep. you're exhausted." michael mumbled sleepily. might i add that he was still holding me and had his face in my hair.

'baby'? he called me 'baby'. skgjisugjsgkks

i had to suppress a squeal and just let out a little 'ok' as response that was way too high pitched. i slowly but surely fell asleep being held by my favorite person.

i'm in a publishing mood so have fun with that