Boyf riends Oneshots (Requests are open)

halloween dance

this is a scene from the be more chill book (which is really fucking weird...) but i'm making it gayer and it's in the musical universe not the book universe. and no squip.

jeremys pov
as i watched tv, i called michael. i was bored and dad was at work. i turned the volume of the tv down and let my phone ring.

on the second ring, he picked up with his cheery, adorable voice. "hey, jere."

"hey. did you see the announcements for the halloween dance?" i question, secretly wanting to ask michael to it.

"nope. do i care?" he asked.

"the announcements went up late." i comment.

"yeah. and?"

"you think we should go?" i ask, nervously picking at my finger.

he chuckles a bit, "are you asking me out?"

"maybe..." i mutter to myself.

"wait, what?" michael suddenly became serious.

"shit. you weren't supposed to hear that." i sigh.

"wait... jeremy do you actually want to take me to the dance?" michael asked on the other end.

"umm... yea..." i said as i gave in. there was no use hiding it. he was gonna find out eventually.

"oh. then hell yea, i'll go with you, bro."

bro.

the word seemed innocent enough, but when you hear it come out of your crush's mouth, you feel hopeless. i've learned to play it off as some sort of joke.

"bro? i literally just asked you to the dance." i laugh, secretly hating the fact michael called me 'bro'.

"sorry about that, remy. i would love to go to the dance with you. and maybe even be your boyf riend." he confirms.

i happy-squeak and shout, "YES! i-i mean... uh... yea sure, i'd love to be your boyf riend too."

"you're so cute when you're flustered, jerry."

"oh my god, please never call me 'jerry' again." i groan.

"alright, my now-boyf riend, see you at the dance. i'll pick you up." and with that he ends the call. i practically squeal like a teenage girl obsessing over a movie star and jump around.

i just got a date to the dance and a boyf riend, all in one phone call. and it's my long-time, huge-gay-ass crush/best friend. i'm about to pass out from happiness.

~halloween dance night 💃🕺~

michaels pov
i parked in jeremys driveway and got out of the car. i was so nervous, i was going to a dance with my crush, well now boyf riend, and he was the one who suggested it.

i knock on the door and wait. i'm wearing black slacks with a white button up and black overcoat, with a red tie and red pocket square.

jeremy opens the door and i can't help but blush, my boyf riend is fucking hot. he's wearing the same thing as me, except his tie and pocket square are blue. (i might draw boyfs in suits...)

he quickly says goodbye to his dad, who i'm pretty sure was betting with my moms on us getting together, and we get in my PT cruiser.

it was pretty silent the whole car ride, but it wasn't awkward it was comfortable silence.

we soon got to the school, parked, and head inside.

the music was blaring and the lights were obnoxiously flickering. not really my thing.

jeremy didn't seem to be enjoying it a whole lot either but we went in anyway.

to summarize the event, we mostly just danced on the sidelines of the gym, scared of people (same). at one point about an hour and a half later, i tapped on jeremys shoulder to get his attention.

he looked at me and i just took his hand gently in mine. over the music i could hear him giggle and i felt him give my hand a gentle squeeze. jeremy then leaned on me and put his head on my shoulder.

i rested my head on his and just took in his presence. it all felt so surreal.

jeremy heere is my boyf riend.

it felt crazy and yet amazing to say that. i smile gently and get an idea. i squeeze his hand tighter, but not too tight, and started heading towards the exit. jer followed me and soon we were met with the cold night air. it felt so refreshing, a good contrast to the sweaty smell of hundreds of teenagers dancing.

i sat on the steps and adjusted my glasses, which were slipping off my nose. jeremy sat next to me and never let go of my hand. he scooted closer and closer until our bodies were against each other and his head was resting on my shoulder.

i sighed happily and looked down at my adorable boyf. his eyes reflected the stars and i couldn't help but let myself kiss his forehead. he flushed up and smiled at me.

"i love you, you know that?" i ask.

"yea, and i love you too." he cooed.

the moment just felt right and we both started leaning in. i had enough and closed the gap between us and when i say fireworks went off in my mind, they definitely did. my mouth cracked a smile but not enough to make us separate.

now, since air was a dumb thing, we had to separate.

"best halloween ever." jeremy mutters as we both lean in again.

888 words hehe