Boyf riends Oneshots (Requests are open)

time freezing au pt. 2

part 2

again ⚠️tw: mentions of suicide⚠️
but it ends in fluff

jeremys pov still
me and michael were currently sitting inside the ice rink place, on a bench next to the ice rink, or as i like to call it, the death rink. it tried to kill me three times.

"jeremy, are you cold?" michael asked, as i shivered again.

"m-maybe?"

michael took off his hoodie and slipped it over my head. i blushed and put it on correctly, "th-thanks."

"so, about that failed kiss earlier?" i ask.

michael laughs and cups my face. he leans in and connects our lips. i, obviously, kissed back.

the world was suddenly filled with noise and life. we pulled away, and i slowly opened my eyes to see people were outside, walking around.

"huh, so that's how you get the world back to normal." michael wondered as he looked outside.

"hold on, we need to tell our parents!" i exclaim.

~time squip to when they get their parents to meet up at the park~

"umm... dad, this is my soulmate, michael." i introduce.

"a-and this is my soulmate jeremy." michael says to his moms.

i await my dads response, he approached me and ruffled my hair, "congrats, private." he chuckled.

"congratulations, michael! we always knew you were gay." one of michaels moms, maganda, said.

"mom!" michael yelled.

i laugh quietly and grab his hand. "i mean, you do have a gay pride patch on your hoodie." i say as i point to the patch on the hoodie i was still wearing.

"oh, so that's where you got that hoodie." my dad said, "that explains why i've never seen it."

"yea, it's michaels." i chuckle as michael blushed.

"hold on, michael? where did you get that black eye?" lauren, michaels mom, asked.

"oh, just some stupid kids at school." michael explained. "you don't need to worry, i'll take care of it."

"alright, we're gonna head back home, mahal. have fun, boys." maganda said.

once my dad and michaels moms left, we walked over to a random bench and sat down.

i look down at the hoodie i was still wearing and smiled. i've always wanted to wear someone else's hoodie if i was dating someone.

"oh my god," michaels voice broke me out of my thoughts, "i just remembered, i haven't asked you to be my boyf riend yet!"

"no you haven't." i giggle.

"*ahem* jeremiah heere, the love of my life, my soulmate, the cutest person i know, will you do me the honor of being my boyf riend?"

i blush like a madman and smile like an idiot.

all i can do is stutter out a little, "yes."

the moment that word came out of my mouth, michael tackled me in a hug and started peppering my face in tiny kisses. i started laughing uncontrollably and blushing.

when michael stopped, he said, "now that you're my boyf riend, be prepared to be smothered and cuddled every day."

"that sounds amazing, and i'm the same way. i will hold you and cuddle you and love you everyday." i mumble against his lips.

i leaned in and kissed him. michael kissed back and pulled me closer.

"holy crap!" someone yelled. we separated and looked to the little boy who yelled.

"no one told me guys can kiss guys! that's awesome!" the boy smiled.

i giggled, "it is pretty awesome, isn't it?" i look at michael, who nodded.

"bye bye!" the boy waved. we waved back as he walked back to his mom.

"i love you." i whispered.

"i love you too." michael mumbled, "and i have something to tell you."

"whuh?"

"you know how i said i wasn't gonna jump off that bridge?" he asks.

"y-yea...?"

"i was going to jump... but then," i wiped a tear from his face, "then you came along. and you explained the whole soulmate thing and i just couldn't do that to my moms, to my pets, *small laugh* to you." michael said, his voice breaking.

"hey, hey, it's okay. you don't have to talk if you don't want to." i smile and hug him.

he nods against my shoulder.

"don't ever forget that i love you, and if you do forget, i'll be right there to remind you. and sure, we just met a few hours ago, but love at first sight, right?" i chuckle.

"i love you too. i love you so much, syota."
(sorry if that's the wrong translation)

i pulled away from the hug, "what's that mean?"

"hmm? syota?"

"yea." i confirm.

"oh, it means sweetheart in tagalog." he explained.

"awwwwww, that's so cute." i smile and shake my hands excitedly. "the only language i can speak is english and german, and a little hebrew, because i'm jewish."

"well, what's a nickname in german?"

"german isn't really a love language, meine liebling."

"'meine liebling?'" he asked, completely butchering the pronunciation.

"it means 'my darling'." i giggle.

"well i guess that can be our special thing. endearments in other languages!" michael smiled and i nodded.

i hugged him and we just spent the day cuddling at michaels house, in his basement.

the end