Boyf riends Oneshots (Requests are open)

detention

a little out of character but whatever

michaels pov
i've been avoiding jeremy.

let me explain, i recently found out i love him and now i don't know how to act around him. i've been declining his hangout offers, saying i had homework, which technically i did.

i kept avoiding him in the halls, in classes, even sometimes at the mall.

"hey mich— oh... bye..." i hear jeremy say as i walk past him, avoiding any eye contact at all.

i had to get to class anyway.

~after 3rd hour~

i was walking to my 4th hour when suddenly i got grabbed by the hood and pulled into the bathroom.

"what the hell— jeremy?"

there jeremy stood, his arms crossed and an angry glint in his eyes, mixed with... worry?

"why the fuck have you been avoiding me?" he snaps, but i could tell by his voice that he was about to cry.

"remy, i—"

"don't 'remy' me, just tell me."

"i can't." i yell, frustrated. i can't just tell him, 'oh hey bro, i have super gay ass feelings for you and i want to cuddle and hold you and call you mine everyday'.

"why not?" he snaps again, a tear rolling down his cheek.

"i just... i just can't ." my voice is barely above a whisper.

"my house. right after school. we're talking about this." jeremy spits out and leaves the bathroom.

well fuck.

~4th period~

"michael!" the teacher yells.

i immediately perk up and look at her.

"were you paying attention? what's the answer to this equation?" the teacher points to the board. i look and don't have a clue.

"u-umm... i..." i sigh, "i don't know."

"detention, 2 hours after school."

"yes, ma'am." i embarrassedly nod my head.

~after school~

jeremy definitely thinks i blew him off. the teacher took my phone, so i can't check or text him to explain. i sigh and continue doing my homework. my hand instinctively started doodling. just some random stars and shit.

~2 hours later~

i drove to jeremys, he's gonna be pissed.

i'll just try to explain. yea, he'll listen, right?

i open his front door and call for him, "jeremy?" his dad wasn't home, i didn't see his car. i check jeremys bedroom, only to see jeremy leaning against his bed, sobbing on the floor.

"jerebear?" he turned to me, almost relieved.

"i-i th-thought that yo-you we-weren-n't go-gonna sh-show up." he sobbed, pulling his knees to his chest. "i-i th-thought y-you didn-n't want-t to s-see m-m-me."

"no, jere, i got detention. im so sorry, i would never do that." i hug him, gently. jeremys shaking with sobs.

"shhhhh... it's okay..." i rub his back.

he latches onto me and tried to calm down, head stuffed into my shoulder. i continued rubbing his back until he was mostly calm.

"michael c-can we talk now?"

"...yea." i mutter. i sit next to him, fairly far away.

"why are you ignoring me?" jeremy asked.

"i just... i found something out, and i don't know how to act now." i explain.

"what did you find out?" he questions.

"something about my feelings?" it came out as more of a question.

"could you maybe be more specific?" jeremy asked.

"umm.... i like this guy." i look at jeremy and he nods for me to continue, "and he's really amazing. he cares about me, and he has the biggest heart and-and the cutest smile."

"wh-who is he?" jeremy mumbled, playing with a loose string on his cardigan.

"i think you know him pretty well. i'd say you know him better than i do." i laugh as i scoot closer to him, eventually pressing against his side. he didn't seem to mind.

in fact he leaned on me.

"i'm sorry for avoiding you, 'miah. i just thought you would never feel the same." i mutter.

"but, i do." he whispers and pecks my cheek.

i turn red and look at him in shock. then jeremy does the unexpected, he leans in and connects our lips. my eyes widen before i start actually functioning and close my eyes to kiss back.

i wrap my arms around his waist and pull him closer. we soon separate, because air, and look at each other. (stupid air)

"whoa..." i whisper.

"you have no idea how long i've wanted to do that." he chuckled.

"'miah? would you be my boyf riend?"

"absolutely." he giggles.

"jere, one day you're gonna kill me with that adorable giggle." i deadpan. he turns red and hides his face in my shoulder.

i lean down and kiss his forehead. he retreats his head from my shoulder just to stare at me. i stared back, lovingly. i could get lost in those eyes forever and i'm glad i could do so now without having to worry about being caught.

jeremy leaned in and kissed my nose and i laughed quietly.

"sorry, i can't resist." jeremy explained. "you're too kissable." i laugh and pick him up. "and tall, jeez why are you so tall?" he complains in my arms.

"jeremy, i'm like an inch taller than you." i remind him.

"still tall. why does rich call me tall-ass, you're taller."

"will you shut up and cuddle me already?" i mumble and drop him on his bed. i get in next to him.

"sure." he giggled.

the end yayayyyyyy