Boyf riends Oneshots (Requests are open)

little notes

fluff prompter gave me this so let's go!

jeremys pov
i feel like shit today. (mood) i walk to my locker and punch in the number, tiredly. i open it and my eyes light up. there's a post- it note on the inside of my locker door.

i take it in my hand like it's the most fragile thing in the world. i turn it over and read it.

"hey there, jere! hope you have a good day!
love, michael <3"

i chuckle to myself. michael is such a dork and i love him for it. he doesn't know that though. i pocket the note and suddenly feel a tap on my shoulder.

i turn around to be met with my best friend. i felt a smile creep on my face and my cheeks heat up.

"so, find anything interesting today?" he asked innocently.

"yea, i found this note written by a really cool rad dude, i think his name was.... milo?"

michael burst out laughing, causing a few stares from the other students, "milo? is that the best name you could come up with?" he laughs as he ruffles my hair, playfully.

"shut up, i was put on the spot." i groaned.

"so, what did the note say?" he questioned, like he totally didn't know what it said.

"it said to have a good day, and i will now that you're here." i said, rocking back on my heels.

"you mean hee-?"

"no, i don't." i cut him off, before he can finish the joke.

he shrugs and heads off to his first class. i smile and head to my class, feeling better now.

~ two classes later~

michael passes me a note in the middle of science work time. we sat on the same desk but he still passed me a post-it note to be dramatic.

i chuckled quietly and read it.

"hey, this class is boring ugh. wanna get slushees at lunch?
love, michael <3"

i smile softly and nod at him.

he smiles that smile i fell in love with. i blush and bite my lip, suppressing a squeak. michael, why are you doing this to me! ahhhhh!

how is it that he's a nerd and still hot and cute and adorable and, ugh! i'm so fucking head over heels for this boy.

whenever i look at him, my brain just does a flustered keyboard smash. the way his eyes sparkle, even behind his glasses. his smile, his hoodie (which i want to wear so badly), his hugs, they're just so comfortable and you can tell he cares about you when he hugs you. everything about him.

~lunch~

"let's go get slushees, my good sir!" michael exclaimed and linked our arms together. i giggled and walked out of the school to the local 7/11 with him.

"so are you finally gonna at least try the cherry flavor?" michael asked, unlinking our arms and opening the door for me.

"nope, blue raspberry is superior, bitch." i commented. we head over to the slushee machine and get our cups and our separate flavors.

i sip my slushee and we get up to the counter to pay. starting to pull out my wallet, but i felt a hand on my shoulder.

"i'll pay, jere, don't worry." he smiled at me.

i was about to argue with him, but he's just so cute, i can't. "fine." i roll my eyes.

he pays and we head back to school.