Be More Gay
[This is a HUGE CHAPTER made up of all the rest of the Be More Gay chapters!!]

[Ask Jeremy and Michael]
[I wasn't able to answer all of these but I might in the future TwT <3]

Michael waved at the live streaming camera and poked Jeremy who was currently sleeping beside him, "We're live, love." He placed a delicate kiss to Jeremy's head.

Jeremy woke up with a loud squeak, "A-And I'm Riends!"

Michael sighed, "We don't do that anymore, Jer and- you're boyf." He shook his head before continuing, "Right on to it then!"

"Can't I sleep?" Jeremy pouted, cuddling up under Michael's arm.

Michael grinned but ignored the question and instead began reading the livechat, "Guns_And_Rivers asks...what is your best pickup line Jeremy, and Michael?"

Jeremy clapped his hands together, "Okay-Okay I've been wanting to use this for so long." He took a breath, "Hey, Michael?"

"Am I prepared?" Michael chuckled, earning a glare from Jeremy.

"Are you Copper Tellurium- because you're- Cu-Te."

Michael frowned, "I am cute but...what the hell was the first part?"

Jeremy face-palmed with a groan, "Periodic table? Tenth-Grade? C-U- Copp-"

"OH YEAH!" Michael squeaked excitedly.

"Mhm..." Jeremy rolled his eyes.

"Okay! My turn!" Michael cleared his throat, "I love you with all my circles."

"Michael what the fu-"

"Not my heart. Because hearts break and circles never end."

Jeremy's breath hitched and he inhaled deeply before letting out a loud, long, and high-pitched squeal.

"I love you too, bud." Michael pecked Jeremy's head, the boy now falling into his arms in his unmovable, flustered state that he was currently in, "Okay then! Next question is from...jayeatsmacaroni- so do I." Michael gave a thumbs up to the camera, "-Are you two thinks-"

Jeremy instantly shot up, "Hey, I am a TWUNK- ALRIGHT!? ThaT IS A COMBINATION OF TWINK AND HUNk."

"Huh?" Michael's eyes widened down at the furious, trembling boy.

Jeremy let out his first furious squeak- it's a new breed of squeaking- before wriggling into Michael's lap.

"...M'kay! JordynWritesStuff asks...how do we deal with homophobic audience?"

"Yeah I'll leave this to Michael." Jeremy sat up before leaning against Michael's side.

"Yeah...well...My headphones." Michael tapped on the white muffles around the back of his neck, "I learn to tune them out, what they've got to say is just shit to make you feel lower than you are and it's just...it's not worth listening to- now, on the other hand, when people start Jeering at Jeremy-"

"Michael destroys them." Jeremy shook his head.

"Ah hell yes." Michael grinned with a clenched fist.

Jeremy then went to grab Michael's phone and read of the next question, "Oh yay! These people!"

"Who's people...?" Michael began running his fingers through Jeremy's hair subconsciously.

"The ones who have the same name as you." Jeremy grinned, "Micnaelmelloncholy asks, have you ever had any crushes previously? Even those that lasted a week- what do you think of them now?"

"...Is it bad that I've really only ever liked Jerbear?" Michael blinked.

Jeremy blurred out a small giggle as his face went red.

"Though I suppose as a kid I thought it would be pretty neat to have Bob Marley with me- like the ask says though, only for a week..." Michael shrugged.

"And then me for like a billion years." Jeremy grinned happily up at Michael.

"Well duh." Michael planted a quick kiss to Jeremy's lips.

"As for me...I don't really count Christine? I mean...mayb-"

"Nope."

"Christine is invalid." Jeremy corrected himself, "But yeah I've liked a few other people I guess...I can't really remember all of them, I know there was this...guy on...Minecraft-"

"Oh dear Jesus this again." Michael rolled his eyes.

"It turns out...they were actually five...and I was ten...so...I just kind of...left Minecraft..." Jeremy shrugged.

"I support you you geek dweeb." Michael brushed Jeremy's hair back.

"And you you retro nerd." Jeremy smiled before looking down at the phone for the next question, "Fanaticsgirlyem wants to know- Who's the better kisser? And who's the better cook?"

Michael grinned, "I'll leave that answer to you, Jer~"

Jeremy shrank down with a squeak, "I-I mean- I-I try? But...I mean M-Michael is always the bigger gay S-so...Yeah Michael is a pretty damn good kisser..."

Michael let out a loud laugh and patted Jeremy on the head, "Si~" He placed multiple kisses on Jeremy's head, further flustering the boy.

"N-nEXt." Jeremy's voice cracked as he pulled up the next question, "Th-this one is from spear_the_mints- they ask...do you guys have any secrets talents you'd like to share?"

"Jeremy can mimic a dolphin's mating call perfectly!" Michael bounced happily.

Jeremy let out a yelp, "M-Michael! No I can't!"

"I have a video- I'll post it later."

"W-well Michael flirts with me in Tagalog!" Jeremy huffed defensively.

"Yeah I do!" Michael grinned widely, "Mahal Kita." He rested his chin on Jeremy's head.

"Oh come on, your flirting skills are extreme Michael- you know how to say more than just I love you-"

"Yeah but there might be young audience members watching~" Michael winked at the camera.

"Please? Just one?" Jeremy winked.

"Fine." Michael rolled his eyes, "Hotwater ka ba? Napapaso kasi ako sa pagmamahal mo."

"What'd you say, what'd you say?" Jeremy wriggled eagerly.

Michael groaned, "It was just a stupid pick-up line, Jer."

"I'll let you record my dolphin calls!"

"...Fine..." Michael cleared his threat, "Are you hot water? Your love is so warm it burns."

Jeremy erupted in a fit of laughter as Michael sighed in embarrassment.

"Next." Michael snatched the phone from Jeremy and began the next question, "From mychemicalhamlet_707! Who has the better puns?"

"I mean...I just used a pun..." Michael shrugged, "But Jeremy's last name is Heere so- he is a pun."

"Let's just give it to Dustin." Jeremy suggested.

"Why?"

"Dude. Switch his name backwards."

Michael furrowed his brow, "Kropp...Dustin- O H! OH MY GOD MY LIFE IS COMPLETE."

"I knOW RIGHT!?" Jeremy squeaked.

"DOES HE KNOW?"

"HECK I DONT KNOW."

"soMEBODY TELL HIM-"

Jeremy cleared his throat, "Moving on- gayfanprince asks- what is your favorite thing about each other?"

"Jeremy's curls, defiantly." Michael nodded as he was playing with Jeremy's curls.

Jeremy giggled through a beet red face, "Yay..." He shrank down cozier into Michael's lap, "I-I like just...how loving Micha is...and he's just really accepting and...I just...I can't explain it- ya know? I just...really love him...I can't live without him." Jeremy grabbed the hand that was playing with his curls and held it tightly to his chest, nuzzling it gently.

Michael bit his tongue to hold back a scream of joy, instead allowing his arm to stay in Jeremy's as he read out loud the next question with a smile, "Luticens wants to know- have either of you been flirted with? What was the others' reactions?-" Michael nodded, "My reaction is I.Hate.Play.Rehearsal."

Jeremy held onto Michael's arm tighter, "W-well uh...I don't think anybody would want to flirt with me, I mean-"

"Computer ka ha? Sarap mo kasing iturn-on." Michael responded simply.

Jeremy rolled his eyes, "And what does that mean?"

Michael whispered to Jeremy and earned a slap on the cheek- a light, silly one of course.

Jeremy let out a laugh, "Dirty little bakla!"

"Ah, yeah I'm teaching Jer Heere some important words." Michael giggled, reading out the next ask, "Nicothezombie18 is asking...Have either of you gone to conventions? Would you/do you cosplay? Who do you/would cosplay as?"

"We do- a lot." Jeremy nodded, Michael shaking his head in agreement.

"We usually cosplay as a pair at Comiccon and Anime Expo- as well as this Overwatch Robotics tournament that we went to..." Michael smiled.

"We've cosplayed as Tracer and Widow-Maker. Evan and Connor. And then J.D and Veronica."

"Yup!" Michael squeaked.

"And the next question is from-" Jeremy grabbed Michael's phone to the other boy's pouting dislike, "-Crane-Berry, they say: heya bois I gotta' question of it's not too much trouble-"

"No it ain't!"

"-not the best at this B-T-W-" Jeremy nodded, "It's all good fam- but I was wondering which one of you is considered better at school and athletics?"

"Jeremy. Final answer." Michael made a thumbs up.

"We're not on a game-show, Mikes." Jeremy chuckled.

"But aren't we?" Michael raised an eyebrow.

Jeremy sighed.

"But to be serious- yeah, Jer is way fitter than me and way smarter."

"Yeah but, you're the video game king I have to admit." Jeremy nodded, winking at fandom_queen_4life.

"-And Wolf129986 asks, who rocks pink better-"

"MICHAEL!" Jeremy burst out he words.

"And how would you know?" Michael inquired.

"You put on shows for me in your sparkly, pink short-shorts Mich-"

"JeREMy!?" Michael screamed, hiding his face in the boy's curls.

"Well it's true- and damn you honestly do rock those booty shorts." Jeremy giggled.

"NeXT!" Michael began without hesitation, "Musical_Rosee- she says 'Hello Boys! A few questions from yours truly, Did you ever have/want any pets?"

"I want a dolphin!" Jeremy grinned.

"Jer, you can't-"

"It'll have it's own room in our swimming pool and-"

"Jeremy it can't live in a-"

"And I'll name it MikeyPoo!"

"Okay were getting a dolphin." He sighed in defeat, "They also ask which colleges we'll go to."

"Well I wanted to go to Calstate Fuller-"

"I'll go wherever Jeremy goes." Michael nodded.

"That's settled then!" Jeremy giggled before reading off the next answer, "Unicornes_rex asks...Michael...what was your worst anxiety attack and...did Jeremy help you?"

"Jeremy is the cause and solution to all my anxiety attacks so- yes...in a way...?" he signed, "Well, I'll tell y'all this because it's honestly important and should be known as to never ever do this." Michael paused, "Trigger warning for those of you watching-" Michael took a deep breath, "I won't get into details but basically...I had an anxiety attack to the point where...I started cutting myself and- well...it escalated to the point where I wanted to cut from my palm to my arm-joint..."

"But I found him in the school bathroom before that could happen and just..."

"You were there and that was what I needed." Michael nodded.

Jeremy continued-

"From...A_Notebooks_Novel! Their question is for you, Micha." Jeremy's expression dropped, "How'd you react when you found out how the squip was treating Jeremy...?"

"Not too happy." Michael sighed, "You can imagine the impact it had on me by forcing him to visually block me...I'm just...Im glad it wasn't capable of physically hurting him."

"Mhm! Me too! Next question!"

"I'll read it!" Michael chirped, grabbing the phone from Jeremy as the boy squealed in protest.

"Michael, how did you react to how the squip treated Jeremy-"

"Michael I-"

"Electric shocks...abusing his mind and- taking control of his body unwillingly..." Michael stared down at the phone.

Jeremy took the opportunity to snatch the device.

[Shocking Shocks]
[Aka Ask Jeremy and Michael Part 2]

TW: minor torture

Jeremy instantly leapt forward at the camera, "A-and that concludes our livestream!" He waved before shutting down the phone with a sigh.

"Jeremy. Heere."

Jeremy yelped at the scowling from behind him, shakily turning around and almost colliding faces with Michael, falling backwards in the process, "Y-yeah?"

"You told me...it didn't hurt you..." Michael's voice was disturbingly calm.

"I-I uh- I- d-didn't want you t-to worry."

Michael sighed and sat into a criss-cross position across from Jeremy, "Well that didn't work."

Jeremy knew better than to get near Michael when he was thinking, "I...I didn't want it to get in the way of...us?"

"...Jer..." Michael let out a huff, "I...why?"

"I just thought that- you would blame yourself or me or- you would be even more disappointed in me..."

Michael frowned, "Jeremy..."

"I had already done enough- you didn't need another problem..."

Michael began edging closer to Jeremy, "Don't ever think that you're a problem, alright?"

"...M'kay..." Jeremy mumbled with a shrug.

"What did it...do to you- and- please- just tell me everything, okay?"

Jeremy sighed, "Alright."

Michael assume a position beside the boy.

"It...everytime I did something...wrong - it would...shock me- like from here to here." Jeremy pointed from his left side to his right under-arm.

Michael frowned, "That makes sense."

"M-meaning?"

"Jer, the first month we dated everyone I so much as poked your side you'd just...straighten up with a yelp." Michael shook his head.

Jeremy nodded, "I-I had to add a little swagger to my gate." Jeremy choked out the words.

"Why didn't you ask for help?" Michael put an arm on Jeremy's shoulder, causing the boy to lightly flinch.

"I-I- it would...shock me..." Jeremy squeezed his eyes tight, "He'd increase the amount of pain each and every time U-until it was s-so unbearable..." Jeremy whined out, sinking into Michael's arms.

Michael held the boy into a cradling position and bounced him gently in his lap as contently as he could.

"I...still don't like people touching me because of that b-but I..." Jeremy sank deeper into Michael's arms, "I trust you..."

Michael felt his heart ache, "...If you don't mind me asking...what else did it do?"

"...It uh..." Jeremy shook his head, "It would sometimes like...take control of m-my body to a p-point where I wasn't able to w-willingly move if and...he trapped me Micha...h-he made me stay and-"

Michael silenced Jeremy with a finger to his lips, "It's okay, Jerbear...anything else?"

Jeremy sighed, "The optic nerve-blocking..."

"Now that one I knew of..." Michael shuttered.

"Michael I missed you so much..." Jeremy's voice cracked with sorrow, "I just...I-it was really hard n-not being able to t-ouch or -see you and..." Jeremy trembled and shook his head.

Michael hushed him soothingly, grabbing his hand and lacing his fingers with Jeremy's, "You can feel that right? And you can see me?"

Jeremy nodded with a sniffle.

"Alright...just focus on that." Michael gave Jeremy's hand a small squeeze, "I'm with you now and it won't hurt you...okay?"

"O-Okay." Jeremy blinked away a few tears.

Michael took care of the tears in a manor of seconds, bending down and kissing them away from the corners of the other's eyes.

Jeremy let out a few giggles and pressed his forehead with Michael's, "I know I've probably said this like- a lot but...Michael I'm really glad you're my boyfriend...like... really glad."

"Always and forever, Heere...always and forever..."

"A-are we cool then?" Jeremy snuggled closer to Michael.

"Almost." Michael hoisted him and Jeremy into and upright position before heading towards the couch and flopping down on it.

Jeremy let out a squeak as he landed on Michael, gripping the shoulders of the boy's hoodie to keep his balance.

"You owe me mandatory cuddles." Michael nodded.

"I love cuddles." Jeremy grinned.

"Yeah me answering your cuddle needs at three in the morning is very aware of that."

"But you love it and you know it."

Jeremy sighed, "Its true, you've got me."

Michael giggled and Jeremy soon joined in, resting his chin on Michael's chest and nestling into his neck, "Really glad..."

"Always and forever..."

[Sneeze]

[Requested]
[Short]

"And then I was all like 'But dude- if you have my hot pocket then why don't you just give it and he sa-"

Jeremy took in a deep breath before letting out a quiet, high-pitched sneeze.

Michael went completely silent.

Jeremy rubbed his nose with a small squeak, "I hate spring..."

Michael pointed at Jeremy, "You...You..."

"I...I?" Jeremy cocked his head.

Michael let out a squeal and squeezed Jeremy's cheeks together, "You sneeze like a kitten!" He grinned.

Jeremy's face turned instantly red, "I-I do not!"

"It was the cutest thing ever!" Michael wrapped his arms easily around Jeremy and with the boy's yelp he hoisted him up bridal style, "We need to show the world your sneeze!"

"Michael it's not like I can sneeze on command." Jeremy rolled his eyes.

"I got that!" Michael bent down and placed multiple, soft kisses along the sides of Jeremy's nose.

Jeremy bit his tongue to hold back the tingling feeling that flared in his nostrils.

Michael pressed his lips to Jeremy's nose and blew a raspberry onto it.

Jeremy immediately broke out into a fit of pitchy sneezes, one after the other, whilst Michael was attempting at holding him up while he cracked up.

Jeremy finally stopped sneezing after a minutes straight, "Y-you're mean." He sneezed a final time.

"And you're adorable!"

"Shut up-" Jeremy was interrupted by a sneeze.

"Adorable."

[Swoon]

[Requested] [Short]

Michael gripped his controller tightly and shook it violently as he hit his virtual dice for Mario Party 8 landing a solid ten and screeching out in victory, "That's my second ten in a row Jeremy! Best me at that!" Michael turned to grin cockily at Jeremy, but instead found the boy staring a him with a sloppy smile, "Uh...Jer...Jeremy?" Michael waved his hand in front of Jeremy but got no response but a loving sigh, "You okay, bud-?"

"You have really pretty eyes..." Jeremy commented, resting his head in his hand while keeping his sights on Michael.

Michael's face flushed up a little, "Th-thank- b-but we should get back to the game-"

"You can get back to the game, Mikes, I'm good Heere."

Michael simply rolled his eyes, "Dork." He snorted.

"Yeah..." Jeremy sighed once again.

Michael paused his game with a smile, "What is up with you, Jeremy?"

"I just... really like you..." Jeremy observed.

"Are you stoned or something?"

Jeremy frowned and stood up to walk over to Michael and flop down beside him, cuddling into his side, "I don't need to be high to love you Michael." He rolled his eyes, reading his head on Michael's shoulder.

"Yeah but you're acting like me when I was pining over you."

"Probably." Jeremy shrugged, "But honest to god, Michael, you're just... really cute." He grinned.

"Oh?" Michael giggled, "Anything more than my dashing good looks?"

"I could go on for hours." Jeremy nodded, nuzzling closer to Michael, "You're kind...you're loyal...you're really, really cool..."

"Those are nice thoughts but thanks, Jer." Michael chuckled.

"But it's true- all of it!" Jeremy pouted.

"You're obviously hung over or something crazy." Michael shook his head.

Jeremy sat up so he faced the other, "Michael Mell I swear I mean all of this."

Michael dropped his Wii Controller and put an arm around Jeremy.

"And I didn't sleep last night."

"There it is." Michael nodded, leaning to his right to kiss Jeremy's closed eyes lightly.

Jeremy let out a giggle of happiness and wrapped his arms tight around Michael's waist, "I wanna' open my eyes 'cause you are really handsome but...ma eyes hurt..."

Michael nodded, "It's okay berry," He began layering Jeremy's curls with kisses.

Jeremy grinned with contentment.

"Swooning Jerbear, is a lovely Jerbear." Michael placed a final kiss on the boy's cheek.

[Undertale AU: Character intros]

[mind you this won't be exactly like the game because I'm cutting some parts, just introducing the characters]

Jeremy groaned as he blinked away the sleep from his eyes. He winced as he looked up at the small cavern hole thousands of feet above himself, all of his thoughts crashing down on him.

He was walking...he was...walking and he...he tripped...and...how was he not dead?

Jeremy looked around and saw that he'd fallen on a nearly woven patch of yellow flowers, he hoisted himself up and rubbed his head, looking around, "H-hello?" There was sudden movement from the corner of Jeremy's eyes and he whipped around to see a blue petaled flower rocking from side to side.

"Well Howdy there, friend!" The flower grinned.

"H-hello...?" Jeremy cocked his head.

"What's your name?" The flower continued its perky grin.

"J-Jeremy- Jeremy Heere- and you?"

"Jeremy Heere...Your squip." The flower's eyes flowed an unnatural blue for a moment- but then again, it wasn't exactly natural for a flower to have eyes at all, "Here in the monster realm we have a system of LOVE and to get LOVE you have to collect these nifty little pellets!"

Jeremy squinted at the gray oblong pills that appeared around the flower, shuffling towards him.

"That's it...just get em' and-"

There was a sudden shriek as a set of numbers appeared above the flower before it retreated back underground.

Jeremy shook his head in surprise before looking up to see a woman smiling down at him.

"You shouldn't go messing around with monsters you don't know, hm?" The lady sighed.

"I-I don't know you."

"My name is Mrs.Mell! But feel free to call me Ma."

***

Jeremy looked guilty back at Mrs.Mell's frown as the door closed and he was left in the pine-bordering dirt-road by himself. He began to advance forward, looking around warily for the monsters that could be lurking everywhere. He kicked back a few sticks on his path to keep himself busy, stopping a few feet away from a bridge...with wide, wide bars blocking...no, not blocking, just in his way. Jeremy was above to step forward when he heard the snap of a twig behind him, he turned around to see a shattered stick that was indeed full prior to the cracking sound. When he turned back around there was a man in front of him, hunched over with a fuzzy, blue coat. Jeremy let out a yelp.

"Oh now that's no way to greet a friend..." The being smiled, holding out his hand, "My name is Jake..."

"J-Jeremy H-Heere..." Jeremy shook the man's hand and his face dropped to an unamused look when a farting noise came from it.

Jake fell back in laughter, "Works every time!"

***

"Human!?" A short boy shrieked, bounding up to Jeremy, "Jakey is it for me!?" He turned to the blue-coated boy with a wide smile.

***

"...Jer...if you'd heard the rumors of people never returning...why did you come?" Michael frowned as he looked into the lost boy's eyes, then sighing as the other looked away, "Only you know that...just...do me a favor?"

Jeremy met Michael's gaze.

Michael smiled lovingly, "Forget about me?"

***

[This was just a short introduction of characters I might make an actual au in the future >w<]

[More Than Friendly Competition]

[Requested] [MichaelMelloncholy sorry if took me so long- I still have 23 more requests after this ">w< But enjoy y'all :D]

"Breath of the wild!- Loser faces Winner's brutal punishment!" Michael grinned.

"You are so on!" Jeremy cackled back, grabbing his customized controller and then Michael's, tossing the other's controller to him.

Michael caught it, hardly- having some lack in the athletics department- but caught it nonetheless.

"First one to beat the game wins- I'll go first- Time me!" Jeremy yelped, diving right into the game.

***

"Three hours, seven minutes, and five point twenty three seconds!" Michael nodded.

"And what did you get?" Jeremy smirked.

"Three hours, seven minutes, and five point seventeen seconds!" Michael leapt up in victory.

Jeremy's face fell into an expression of that of horror and defeat, crossing his arms with a loud, indignant huff, "Whatever..." he rolled his eyes as Michael did his little victory dance, but couldn't help but smile with a shake of his head when the other attempted the worm, ending in a face-planted Michael. Jeremy had to heave himself from his galaxy-themed beanbag to help the boy. He walked over and held out his hand, "Come on ya' big goof." He grinned.

Michael grinned in return, grabbing Jeremy's hand with a strong grip, but rather than hoisting himself up, he dragged Jeremy down.

Jeremy let out a squeak as he landed on top of Michael, his face already heating up from the contact alone.

"You have to cuddle with me for an hour or more, Jerbear~ That's your punishment!" Michael squeaked excitedly.

Jeremy smiled, wrapping his arms around Michael, "Will you carry me to your room then?"

"Of course, my prince." Michael giggled and pulled them both up and staggering into a standing posture, repositioning Jeremy so that Michael held him bridal style.

Jeremy wrapped his arms around Michael's neck and buried his face in his hoodie.

"You good, Jer?" Michael asked.

Jeremy nodded with a muffled squeak.

Michael couldn't help but keep a dopey grin on his face as he carried Jeremy up the two flights of stairs, "You're honestly the cutest, Jeremy, you know that, right?"

Jeremy nodded in a flustered manor.

"Good." Michael responded simply before throwing the frail bow onto the fluffy bed.

Jeremy immediately wormed his way under the covers and curled up in a tight ball.

Michael had to stop for a moment to just stare at the boy. His cheeks were getting redder by the second just at the sight of such a content little nose that poked out from the comforter, he could truthfully spend the rest of his days just following in Jeremy's footsteps, watching and adoring him just for who he was as a whole- it was honestly wonderful and...everything about him was just so perfect in the eye of Michael, it was like nobody on earth had made such an impact on him as Jeremy had and-

"Close your mouth, you'll catch flies." Jeremy giggled at the sloppy-grinned Michael.

Michael shook his head, falling deeper into his flustered state, "S-Sorry...you just look really- insanely- adorable when you're all huddled up."

Jeremy wriggled around with a happy smile before holding out his arms from under the covers, "I want you hold me!" He squeaked.

Michael had to take a deep breath so he wouldn't absolutely scream at how cute this scene was, instead he leapt forward and fell down hard on the space beside Jeremy, instantly gathering up the comforter and throwing the other half over himself so he could reach Jeremy.

Jeremy squealed with delight and wrapped his arms and legs around Michael, closing his eyes in preparation for-

Michael bombarded Jeremy's face with kisses, starting from his forehead to his chin, to his collar bone and back up again, starting a pattern and a string of giggles from Jeremy.

Jeremy poked his nose against Michael's and nuzzled their noses together momentarily.

Michael smiled lovingly and pressed their foreheads together, "Damn, Jer- how do I survive having half my classes without you?"

"You barely do! You attack me with hugs at snack and lunch!" Jeremy giggled once again.

"Yeah but you insist on me keeping our hands together." With that Michael grabbed Jeremy's hand gently and carefully laced his fingers with the other boy's, "Which is quite alright by me."

Jeremy wiggled forward and snuggled into Michael, sandwiching their hands in between both of their chests and resting his face in the crook of Michael's neck.

Michael pecked Jeremy head quickly with another smile, "I love you, berry boo."

"I love you too baby-cakes." Jeremy murmured into Michael's neck.

Michael grinned and closed his eyes, maybe they'd skip tomorrow, this was way too good not to.

Michael might have won the game- but in the end- both seemed to turn out winners.

[FANtom Chapter]

[As an author of a 200 part book you tend to forget which parts you published...? I think this was a fan service chapter that I deleted a few days after posting it or maybe I kept it? Either way Heere it is and if this ends up behind actually published in Be More Gay well then whoop it gets to be republished in Be More Gay-Er.]

5k Special

Request from: The Majority of the Be More Gay fandom

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Jeremy and Michael lay on their backs on their beanbags in Michael's basement. His ma was out on business which meant they had the house to themselves. Which also meant they could raid the fridge. Which they had. And now they were full of ice-cream.

Michael groaned, holding his stomach while shoving a finger into the tub that was still laying there in between the two boys, he smiled and turned to Jeremy, "Boop!" He tapped Jeremy's nose and received a rather loud squeak. Michael grinned and pushed the tub away, edging the beanbag towards Jeremy until it made practically one hybrid beanbag, "It's like you have sunscreen just right there~" Michael teased.

"Quickly! Kiss it off it's sticky- I hate being sticky!" Jeremy complained.

"Alright." Michael kissed the ice cream off Jeremy's nose like he had many times before. Licking his lips to collect the cream that stuck there.

Jeremy smiled and rested his chin on top of Michael's head.

Michael cuddled closer to him and wrapped his arms over Jeremy's side, burying his face in Jeremy's neck.

Jeremy laughed and kissed his head, "Aw. Ice-cream makes you tired, I forgot."

"Mhm." Michael hummed into Jeremy's neck.

Jeremy laid his arm over Michael's shoulder, "Have I ever told you I love sleepy Michael the best."

Michael nodded, "Many times, Jer."

"Well, its true. You rarely hug me like this when you're conscious, plus you confess things when you're tired."

"Cos' right now I'm thinking 'it's morning Michael's problem to deal with my mistakes' so it's all good." Michael placed a kiss on Jeremy's neck, feeling him tense a little, not expecting a kiss this soon into the sleepy Michael routine.

"What do you want to confess this time?" Jeremy began.

Michael thought for a moment, "Well, you know I love you...and I think you're cute- like whoah. It's like...I used to like the color brown when I met you...and then, then I met you and now my favorite color is chestnut- like your hair. Cause' your hair is just the best...its all cute and fluffy and wavy and curly, and like last week you fell asleep on my lap so I was just petting your head. It was like a puppy, soft and comforting."

Jeremy snickered, "You always find a way to make me blush, Mikey.

Michael kissed Jeremy again, this time on the chin, "I know right. You've got me blushing like all the time Jer." He giggled.

"Oh yeah? How so?" Jeremy knew Michael would answer truthfully.

"So like, whenever you hold my hand and intertwine your fingers with mine- I try to ignore it and act cool and everything. But like, every time I do that I always wonder if you can see the blush on my face or feel my heartbeat from in between our fingers and I get real' sad when you start holding my hand normally again but I still get flustered." Michael nodded.

"Well, you make my blush when you call me by anything other than Jeremy." Jeremy figured it was only fair to tell Michael a truth since he was pouring his heart out here. He most likely wouldn't remember however, he never did.

Michael pressed his lips to Jeremy's neck, starting to fall asleep as tiredness overwhelmed him and darkness clouded his vision.

***

Michael woke up to familiar neck pain and familiar weight against his chest. He was still snuggled up against Jeremy and clutching his front shirt as if his life depended on it. Jeremy still had his arm over Michael and held him close to his chest.

Jeremy smiled, his face buried in the fluff of Michael's hair. He felt flustered just looking at him. Damn this boy had his heart in the pocket of his hoodie.

There was a murmur from Michael, "Jer I'm cold..." he groaned.

"It's time to get up anywa-"

"No!" Michael whisper yelled with his eyes still closed.

"Well we can't do much about it then can we?" Jeremy smiled fondly at the shorter boy.

"You could kiss my face till it's warmer?" Michael suggested, opening one eye- though he wasn't able to see that well due to Jeremy taking his glasses off in the middle of the nigh- so they wouldn't break if he buried his face in Jeremy's shirt again.

"That would help and you'd fall back asleep?" Jeremy chuckled.

"Mhm."

"Alright, where first?"

"Kiss ma' nose." Michael squeaked.

Jeremy did so and placed another kiss on his cheek, and then his ear and then his forehead, and all over his face. Michael's face was substantially red now so he must be warming up.

***

Jeremy had fallen asleep soon after Michael had woken up for his kisses. He woke up to the soft, pleasant, murmur of Michael's voice, "Jer...Jer-Bear...wake up." He whispered. Jeremy opened his eyes.

"I remember last night," he started, "I remember it Jerryberry~" he cooed.

Jeremy's face lit up like a match, "S-stop! Don't call me by pet names!" He stuttered.

"Alright Jerapoo~" Michael sat up.

"Don't push it Mich-"

"I won't, Jerrykinz~"

Jeremy let out a squeak and pulled the beanbag partially over his face.

"Aw, is Jerryboberry embawissed?" Michael said in a baby voice.

"Sh-shut- u-up!" Jeremy squeaked.

"Yes he is, oh yes he is." Michael continued to coo.

Jeremy grabbed Michael's hand and delicately placed his fingers in between his, gently squeezing his hand and lowering his beanbag to look up at a flustered Michael.

Jeremy squeezed his hand again, sitting up and tightening his grip, "I love it when you hold me hand." He mocked Michael's tone teasingly.

"Y-you're the worst!" Michael turned red, but squeezed Jeremy's hand in return, "At least I don't have bruises on ma' neck~" he nodded confidently, trying to fire back at Jeremy.

"But don't you?" Jeremy pressed his thumb lightly to a purple splotch on Michael's neck and he fell on his face with a squeal of embarrassment

"Sleepy Michael isn't the only one that gets high off of ice cream." Jeremy snickered.

Michael sighed into the beanbag to look up at Jeremy, "...Damn I can't feel any annoyance towards such a cute face." Michael frowned.

"Ha! I win~" Jeremy grinned happily with red cheeks.

"You always do."

[Jealous]

[AU where the Boyfs are just best friends and nothing more] [Also for those of you who read thriving Kropps, this is not canon for that book]

Jeremy had been best friends with Michael for as long as he could remember. The two did everything together, from school projects to sleeping over to being a shoulder to cry on. It had always been them and just them, that's all they needed, that is- until High School.

High School was a new experience for both of the boys. New school, new setting, and new people.

Jeremy had been completely fine with the way things had been- but he should have seen the day coming when something might take a turn. And that day was today.

"Hey, Jer?" Michael paused their video game to look over at Jeremy.

Jeremy groaned, "Micha we almost beat the level!" He dropped his controller and sunk deep into his beanbag.

"I know, Jer, I know." Michael chuckled, "But seriously, can we talk?"

Jeremy shrugged, "I don't see why not."

"So...there's this guy in my Bio Class- his name is Dustin, Dustin Kropp, and well, he and I are becoming pretty cool friends and I just found out that he sits alone at lunch so...could he maybe start sitting with us?" Michael gave a sheepish grin.

"Hm." Jeremy shrugged, "I don't see why not- I mean, Rich and Jake recently came over too so I guess it wouldn't be that awkward- sure." He smiled.

Michael's eyes shone brightly, "You're the best, Jerbear!" He leaned to the side to give Jeremy a half hug.

Jeremy's expression softened and he hugged back, "Alright, let's get back to our game now, okay?"

Michael nodded, wiggling back into place of his own beanbag, "Duh!"

***

Jeremy gripped the straps of his backpack, quietly whistling to himself as he approached the amphitheater of Middle Borough. He hopped down the ginormous steps that doubled as seats and stopped when he saw the familiar figure of Michael, smiling to himself as he picked out the many wonderful perks about the boy. For a second, confusion struck Jeremy when he saw a ginger ponytail, shaking his head. He hopped down the few steps left until he came to a halt a step above Michael, tapping he and the ginger.

Both turned around and to Jeremy's surprise, the one with ponytail was...a guy. He then shuttered as he realized he'd accidentally touched the hair extension.

"Jeremy!" Michael grinned wide, hoisting himself up to his feet, "This is Dustin, the one I was talking about?"

Jeremy turned to Dustin, recalling the previous night's conversation, "Oh- oh yeah! Hey, Dustin! I'm Jeremy." He smiled and held out his hand to Dustin.

"What's up, dude?" Dustin smiled and shook Jeremy's hand hard, "Nice to meet you!"

"Strong grip!" Jeremy complimented.

"Thanks, bro." Dustin nodded before putting his hand in his red and white sports jacket.

"Come and sit with us dude." Michael nodded.

"Why wouldn't I?" Jeremy chuckled, preparing to leap down beside Michael.

"You can sit by me, Jeremy." Dustin patted to the left of him, "That way I can be beside both of ya'."

Jeremy glanced over at Michael, semi wanting to sit by him- but what was the harm in not doing so, "Alright." He flopped down beside Dustin.

"So, Michael, you were talking about...?" Dustin turned his back to Jeremy to face Michael.

Jeremy frowned but shrugged it off, turning as well and leaning forward to make eye contact with Michael.

"Oh yeah! So then I ask the guy out and he tells me You're too weird- and I.Don't.Like you." Michael mocked the tone in a prissy manor.

Jeremy sighed, having heard this story multiple times, the first time he was absolutely broken by how torn Michael had been over this crush- but after working it out with the boy it was just a silly story to tell to strike up a relatable conversation.

"That's horrible!" Dustin gasped.

"I know right!? What a dick!" Michael groaned in agreement.

"Well I think you deserve way better than him- I'm glad he didn't say yes."

"Thanks, Dust!" Michael grinned.

"Hey, its true! You should date someone who genuinely likes you, willing to love you." Dustin smiled.

Michael smiled in return, "That's a nice thought."

"Hey, you're awesome, you deserve someone awesome!" Dustin hooked his arm over Michael's shoulder.

"Thanks again..." Michael giggled.

"Got anyone in mind?" Dustin scooted closer to Michael.

"I s-suppose someone but..." Michael shook his head, "Ah it's fine- tell me more about yourself!" He kept his eyes trained on Dustin's.

Jeremy flinched at the scene that had just played out, furrowing his brow as he looked down at his bag of goldfish, the bag seeming to spin, he felt his stomach churning and his head throb, something was off but he couldn't exactly pin point it. Jeremy felt like he was going to fall off the step when a voice rang into his ear.

"Jer? Jeremy? Earth to Heere?" Rich waved his hand in front of Jeremy.

Jeremy shook his head and steadied his gaze to meet Rich's.

Rich stood up, turning to Jake, the two having just how arrived, "I think he's high."

Jake simply shrugged, "Wouldn't doubt it."

Rich turned back to Jeremy, "You okay, bud?" He cocked his head.

Jeremy staggered to his feet, "I-I feel sick..." he groaned, glancing over to Michael for assistance, but the boy was too deep in conversation to notice Jeremy- this didn't help the boy's nausea.

"Okay, just steady yourself, tall-ass." Rich patted Jeremy on the back in a friendly manor, "Let's get you to the restroom and work things out there?"

Jeremy nodded, leaning into Rich for support.

The short boy squeaked at the sudden weight and waved his hands for Jake's assistance.

Jake shook his head out of a daze and fixed Jeremy upright so Rich could better support him.

Rich gave a thumbs up to Jake to show he got it from here and helped Jeremy down the amphitheater steps to the nearest bathroom.

***

Once in the bathroom, Jeremy collapsed onto one of the tile walls, sliding down a bit until he sat on the floor.

"Dramatic much?" Rich raised an eyebrow.

"It just...hurts..." Jeremy groaned.

"What?"

"...My heart..."

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[Part 2 coming soon!!]

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[Jealous: Part 2]

Rich snorted, "That's a pretty stupid answer."

"Rich!" Jeremy yelped.

Rich waved his hand, "Sorry dude, sorry- didn't mean it like that." He walked over to Jeremy and leaned against the tile wall, smiling to himself as he, for once, assumed a position bigger than Jeremy as the boy sat hunched over on the bathroom floor. Rich shook his head to get back on track, "Uh...heart burn...?"

"...Rich..." Jeremy sighed and facepalmed, "For one that doesn't actually hurt your heart like this just...tightens it and- never mind- for two- no I mean like how...Dustin was like..." Jeremy trailed off.

"Stealing your man?" Rich finished for Jeremy.

Jeremy's face turned beet red, "R-rich!"

"What? It's true!" Rich huffed.

"WH-whAt...?" Jeremy voice cracked.

"Honestly, Jer. You guys have backpacks that say BOYF RIENDS." Rich rolled his eyes.

"Because you put them there!" Jeremy squeaked.

"Yeah but you could have washed em' off- I told you that you could wash them off after The Play." Rich smirked.

Jeremy grumbled to himself, "I p-probably didn't hear you."

"And also the fact that you're always making those goo goo lovey dovey eyes for him whenever he simply steps in the room." Rich chuckled to himself.

"Th-that's not true!" Jeremy couldn't deny his face was turning pinker by the second.

Rich rolled his eyes in disbelief, "In a simple way for Jeremy to understand-"

"I'm not five!"

"-you act like it- you're jealous, Jeremy, jealous."

"Very Jealous if I might add." Jake swung open the door to the bathroom, causing Jeremy to let out a slight scream.

"W-were you listening!?" Jeremy buried his face in his knees.

"No offense to Richy over there," Jake blew a kiss to the shorter boy, much to his delight, "I don't quite trust this one with advice."

"Hey, that's no fair!" Rich huffed.

"So do you plan on burning all my houses down?" Jake crossed his arms.

Rich shrank down with a shake of his head.

Jake turned back to Jeremy, "Oh boy, this'll be fun." He cackled.

"...I never asked for...help?" Jeremy tried.

"Well you didn't appose it either!" Jake put his hand on his hips to assume better posture, "Dude, in simplest form- go get him."

"M-meaning?" Jeremy gulped.

"It figures that Heere doesn't get the simplest way..." Jake muttered before clearing his throat, "You need to show Dustin that Michael is yours."

"B-but he's not..." Jeremy sighed.

"But he will." Jake guaranteed, "If you wanna' hook yourself a man you have to own it, example being-" Jake walked over to Rich who was pouting by the sinks, bending down to reach his height and putting a hand to his cheek, "Hey...Richy you know I was only kidding..."

"But you know how sensitive I am to that!"

"And I love that about you, baby...I really do- I love all of you, Richard." Jake pressed his forehead to Rich's.

Rich let out a grunt of refusal before giving in and wrapping his arms around Jake's torso sniffling, "I love you too, Jakey, I love you too."

Jake winked at Jeremy smoothly.

Easy for you to do, hotshot. Jeremy folded his arms, "Fine, whatever; I'll try."

"That a boy!" Jake grinned and hooked his arm around Rich's waist.

"...yeah..." Jeremy shrugged before heading out of the bathroom with Rich and Jake, awkwardly shuffling a few feet in front of them as they murmured and giggled to each other. He finally stopped after two minutes of giggles and turned around, "What?" He groaned.

Rich stifled a laugh, "Y-you technically just admitted to liking Michael."

"You admitted he's yours." Jake winked.

Jeremy's face instantly turned bright red, "Sh-shut up you Gay dicks! I-I meant like m-my best friend."

"Dying of jealousy from your best friend?" Rich raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not dying." Jeremy scoffed.

"Really? You just collapsed on the bathroom floor pouting my heart! My heart!" Rich smirked.

"Oh whatever!" Jeremy stuck his hands harshly in his pockets before stumbling out the hallway exit and looking up at the amphitheater. Just when he thought his heart 'burn', as a certain Rich might call it, was over- he felt a twisting dagger in his chest as he looked up to see Dustin still had his arm around Michael. Jeremy bit his lip slightly and began making his way up the steps by twos, stopping when he reached the row that the two were in, striding over to them and waving.

Michael smiled, "Feeling any better?"

"Yeah we were so worried!" Dustin frowned.

"Uh...y-yeah...just worried about a test..." Jeremy shrugged.

"Ah...that's- not good." Michael shrugged.

Jeremy nodded, "Yeah...maybe we'll skip the junk food at your house tonight?"

"Oh uh...actually...I thought maybe Dustin could join us?"

Jeremy felt his whole self prickle with absolute dread. He quickly glanced at Rich who gave him a thumbs up and mourned Tell him- NOW. Jeremy took in a breath, "Michael I...lo...love...-" Jeremy stuttered, "I-I love that idea!" He mentally cursed and kicked himself, "Of course that's fine!"

"Oh, Jeremy's coming too?" Dustin smiled.

"Yeah, we sorta do this thing, like I was telling you, how like- every Friday we just go to my place and drown in junk food while hitting up some retro games!" Michael chuckled.

"Neato!" Dustin gave two thumbs up in response, removing his arm from Michael's shoulder, relieving Jeremy to some extent.

"Welp! It's settled." Michael nodded, leaping up just as the bell rung, "See you guys!" He waved to Dustin and Jeremy, then to Rich and Jake who silently glared at Jeremy in disappointment- though Michael hardly took notice of this- before heading to his next period.

"It'll be really fun, Dustin!" Jeremy tried his best to be friendly around the other.

"Yeah, whatever loser just stay out of Michael and I's way, alright?" Dustin shoved past Jeremy with a grimace, before returning to a lovely little voice, "Hey, Michael! Wait up!" He giggled, catching up to the other boy.

Jeremy gapped in astonishment.

This was going to be way more difficult than planned.

[Jealous: Part 3]

Jeremy was pretty sure the worst part about this day was that he had walk home four blocks with Dustin and Michael. He was currently trailing beside them as Dustin got uncomfortably close to Michael- uncomfortable for Jeremy that is. He was going on about different retro shit that he obviously looked up online. Jeremy was snapped out of his thoughts when someone poked his shoulder. He looked up to see Michael move from Dustin's right side to his left side- Dustin having stepped in between them and seeming pretty content about that. Now Dustin wasn't all too happy that Michael was next to him and Jeremy.

"Jer? You okay? You've been clutching your backpack straps like your life depends on it?" Michael frowned.

Jeremy glanced at Dustin and the boy shook his head with a glare. Jeremy swallowed, "Must b-be the stomach ache..."

Dustin put his arm around Michael and pulled him away slightly, "Well we don't want to catch it- do you maybe think it's best for you to get home? I don't want you getting worse." Dustin frowned.

"That's very...considerate of you Dustin but...it's probably just anxiety." Jeremy spat out.

Michael cleared his throat before changing the subject, "Hey! Look! We're here, Heere!" Michael winked and Jeremy giggled.

Dustin cocked his head, "Here here?"

"Here, Heere." Michael corrected, "Drag out the E- it's like- a thing me and Jer Bear do cos' his last name is Heere."

"Jer bear?" Dustin shot a glare to Jeremy behind Michael's back in disgust.

"Oh uh..."

"Do I get a pet name?" Dustin squeaked happily.

"Oh uh...sure?" Michael grinned.

Jeremy felt himself boiling with rage but bit his tongue.

"Uh...Dusty? Duster? Dust the...Crust?" Michael shrugged.

"Well, me and my friends used to call each other Senpai as a kidding sort of thing." Dustin suggested.

Jeremy had to keep himself from dropping his jaw and lifting his fist.

Michael giggled awkwardly, "Senpai?"

Dustin shrugged, his face dusted with red, "J-just a suggestion."

"Nah, its fine senpai." Michael and Dustin both giggled before heading in, Dustin closing the door on Jeremy before the boy could get a word out.

Jeremy stamped his foot on the ground and muttered a small curse, grabbing for the doorknob but finding it locked. He had to take a breath just so he wouldn't blow a fuse. He wasn't going to let Dustin win. No. Not yet. Not ever. Jeremy grinned.

The good thing about Jeremy being Michael's friend for twelve years- was he had learned that when the door is locked- there's always another way in. And Jeremy's other way was the basement bathroom's window, which Michael purposefully kept unlocked twenty-four/seven incase Jeremy needed somewhere to crash. It was slim enough for Jeremy to get through and not potential bullies or crooks that may be following him for whatever reason, so it seemed fitting.

Jeremy made his way around the back of the house and kneeled down towards the window that just barely peaked over the yard, not even three inches off the ground. He grabbed the latch and pulled it upwards, it stalled of course, it always did, but it finally clicked open, allowing Jeremy access to slip down carefully into the bathroom below and landing with semi grace, pulling the window shut afterwards. He quickly brushed himself off before exiting the bathroom and heading for the main room of the basement.

Jeremy stopped when he reached the entrance to the room, eyes widening. Dustin was sitting beside Michael, pressed up against him- of course- but that wasn't what bothered Jeremy. Dustin was on Jeremy's beanbag and was using his controller that said Played Two rather than the guest controller that read Player Three.

Jeremy stayed quiet for a few minutes, watching them with a furious gaze, he was currently standing in the doorway positioned to the backs of the boys which gave him a stealth advantage.

"Hey, uh...where did Jeremy go?" Michael frowned.

"Oh uh- he told me actually did decide to go home." Dustin nodded.

"Thats too bad...he's really fun to play with." Michael chuckled.

"Well...Michael...I really hate to say this but..." Dustin paused his game to look at Michael, "Jeremy has been bullying me a lot recently..."

Jeremy felt like snapping and bursting in at this moment but held back, letting the conversation continue a bit longer, in hopes of gaining leverage.

"...Oh?" Michael's face turned to an expression of worry.

"I think he's...jealous?" Dustin whimpered.

"Huh...what'd he do?" Michael inquired.

"W-well he said I needed to not get in the way of you two a-and then he ran off after p-pushing me." Dustin whined.

"Did he use his signature phrase?"

Dustin nodded, "Uh- y-yeah?"

"Oh give it a break!" Jeremy hissed, causing both Michael and Dustin to yelp.

Dustin's eyes widened and he held Michael close, hiding his face in the boy's hoodie with sniffles, "H-he's gonna' hurt me again!"

"Oh please as if!" Jeremy scoffed, stalking forward with rage, "I would hardly hurt a fly."

"Modest much?" Michael raised an eyebrow, causing Jeremy to blush.

"L-let alone a person." Jeremy continued, "You're not actually buying this?" Jeremy looked in disbelief at Michael but continued before he could answer, "As for Dustin's claims- he's just repeating what he said to me!" Jeremy crossed his arms.

"Dusty? That true?" Michael leaned back.

Dustin looked up pleadingly, "I-I just- he was going to take you away from me!"

Michael's eyes narrowed into a glare, "You lied?"

"I lied for us!" Dustin reasoned, "All you're seeing is Jeremy and you're not even giving me a chance!" Dustin poured.

"And bullying your way into it is not the kind of way to woo me over!" Michael squinted in hurt.

"B-but I thought you were starting to like me- I could be so much for you! Who needs Jeremy?" Dustin hissed.

Jeremy stepped forward, placing a hand on Michael's shoulder, "You were right about one thing, Dust. I am going to take Michael- Now, would you do me a favor and step off my man!" Jeremy stomped his foot forward for effect, causing Dustin to squeal before retreating backwards.

"And your name is a pun, Kropp Dustin!" Jeremy yowled as Dustin fled, the door slamming a few seconds later.

There were a few moments of silence before Michael and Jeremy met eyes.

"...I'm...your man?" Michael squeaked out.

Jeremy's confidence immediately followed Dustin out the door, "I-if you wan- if that's oka- if- uh- y-yeah?"

A grin grew from ear to ear along Michael's face before he leapt up and grabbed Jeremy by his shirt, pulling him forward so they bumped noses, "From now on you're the only person I give pet names to, Jer Bear."

Jeremy couldn't suppress of squeak of approval.

"Yeah." Michael pecked Jeremy's lips.

"Senpai." Jeremy mocked.

"I know right!?" Michael chuckled before planting another kiss on Jeremy's lips, this one longer and more passionate.

Jeremy instantly kissed back.

Maybe a little bit of jealousy was good?

[Sick Boyfs]

[Inspired by- I ate a funny tasting burger and pretty sure tomorrow is going to be hell 👍]

TW: Vomit, anxiety attacks

Jeremy sighed as he briskly made his way towards Michael's house. He'd received a pitiful text earlier this morning and his heart ached as he approached the other's house. Michael had texted him at about five in the morning telling Jeremy he'd thrown up and wasn't able to come over that day. Jeremy knew how much the boy hated having the stomach flu and even more so throwing up. It just reminded him of the bathroom at Jake's party and that whole experience and Jeremy knew this, not to mention it seemed to happen often when Michael had anxiety attacks- so it was too many bad memories tied to one action.

So, of course, a few minutes after receiving the text and was now heading up Michael's driveway. It was getting lighter outside now, six o'clock nearing, and while Michael claimed he hated having company on sick days, the both of them knew he wouldn't deny Jeremy's company, especially when there was the added factor of being tired.

Jeremy himself felt tired but could hardly imagine how tired Michael felt. Michael had probably been up an hour before Jeremy got his text and used all his strength with clearing his system. Jeremy frowned to himself at the thought of how exhausted the male must be, causing him to go faster with unlocking the Mell's door with his personal house key.

Jeremy entered the house quietly and gently closed, and locked, the door behind him before tiptoeing upstairs. He stopped once in the hallway and looked around, spotting the bathroom lights still on and assuming that was where Michael currently was. So, he made his way over and quietly knocked on the door, "Mikey? It's Jeremy..."

A murmured groan came from inside the bathroom, prompting Jeremy to head in. He sighed with sadness when he saw Michael cleaning up his face where it sat propped against the side of the toilet seat before he smiled up at Jeremy.

"Yay..." Michael managed to croak out, "I missed you..."

"I bet so, buddy...how are you feeling?" Jeremy bent down to crouch by Michael.

"Terrible..." Michael whimpered, "My stomach is down the drain and I can't throw up anymore...just dry heaves..." He shrugged.

Jeremy nodded, "Alright...let's get you some water and then to bed, does that sound good?" He suggested sweetly.

Michael nodded, "Yeah."

Jeremy smiled before leaning back up and turning to the sink to grab one of the paper cups and fill it with water, then handing it to Michael.

Michael blinked gratefully before taking the cup and slowly drinking it.

Jeremy turned to the bathroom cabinet and grabbed the heating pad at the very top shelf. He turned to Michael, "Ready?"

Michael nodded, then holding his arms upwards, "Up, up."

Jeremy shook his head with a smile, "Alright, baby-boy." Jeremy bent down and hoisted Michael up bridal style.

Michael giggled and leaned into Jeremy's chest, closing his eyes.

Jeremy staggered out the bathroom door, struggling to turn off the light and then heading down the hall, shifting Michael to close his door after entering the other's room and finally, carefully placing him down in bed. He sighed in relief before ambling over to the other side of the bed and grabbing the comforter from the edge of the bed, throwing it over Michael and then going back to his side to plug in the heating pad, turning it on, and handing it to Michael.

"Salamat pag-ibig." Michael murmured.

"You're welcome, love." Jeremy chuckled and pressed a kiss to Michael's forehead, his heart twisting when he could feel that it was burning, "Michael as your doctor Heere-" Michael snickered at the pun, Jeremy rolling his eyes happily, "I say the best cure is cuddles." Jeremy concluded.

Michael's eyes shines brightly, "I-I totally agree Doctor Heere!" He squeaked.

Jeremy hopped into bed beside Michael and snuggled in under the comforter beside him.

Michael instantly latched his arms around Jeremy like a koala and shivered slightly.

Jeremy responded by wrapping his arms and legs around Michael and planting multiple kisses all over his face.

"You're gonna' get sick, Jerbear..." Michael whined.

"Yeah but then that means you'll have to cuddle with me to make me better- and then this cycle can continue forever!" Jeremy chirped.

"Forever?"

"Forever!"

"Well heck, let's do this!" Michael squealed back, wincing a bit as a jab of pain stabbed at his stomach.

"Or maybe let's get better first and then just cuddle just because?" Jeremy suggested.

"Yeah that's cool but- stay with me for now?" Michael held Jeremy closer.

"Always and forever..."

[Snow]

[Requested]
[AU where Michael is blind]
[Short]

Jeremy giggled as he snuggled closer to Michael on the couch.

Michael wrapped his arms around Jeremy protectively and began to rub his back, "Feeling and warmer, Jer?"

Jeremy cuddles up against Michael's chest, "S-sorta'...the snow was really cold earlier- obviously- S-so it wasn't that great of an idea to d-do kart wheels through it."

Michael nodded, "I assume it felt like rolling in ice cubes?" He chuckled.

"Well...sorta?" Jeremy shrugged before pausing, "Wait...Micha have you never felt snow before?"

Michael frowned, "You know my Ma...she doesn't want me to experience too much or it'll startle me..."

"Yeah...it wasn't really a good idea for you to experience a hot stove..." Jeremy sighed before continuing, "B-but snow is different! It's like ice-cubes but...softer?"

Michael pressed a warm hand to Jeremy's cheek and rubbed it gently with his thumb, "Soft like your skin?"

Jeremy giggled with a bright red face, "Well its more like...crispy, cold jelly?"

Michael frowned, "That's strange."

"But it's fun!" Jeremy perked up.

Michael grinned, "I'll take your word for it."

"Oh come on- you could come feel it for just a second!" Jeremy was already getting up, "Please?"

"I-I don't know..." Michael twiddled his thumbs.

Jeremy bent down to grab Michael's hand, "You can hold onto my the whole time- and then, hey, you can compare the snow to my hand?"

Michael chuckled, getting up, "You dork."

Jeremy snorted, "Right back at you." He began leading Michael carefully towards the door.

Michael didn't really liked to be babied over, such as someone leading him. He didn't need to be led, he could easily get around his own house with his other senses, he didn't even let his mom smother him- However, Jeremy was a different story. Jeremy could baby Michael all he wanted, and Michael absolutely adored it. If it meant holding his hand and being by his side as often as possible, Michael would more than happily oblige.

Jeremy then opened the front door and guided Michael outside and stopped on the porch to close the door afterwards.

Michael took in a deep breath and smiled at the cool breeze blow softly against his face.

Jeremy turned to Michael with a wide grin, "Ready, buddy?"

Michael nodded, "Yeah!" He squeaked.

Jeremy held up Michael's hand and intertwined their fingers. He put his hand on Michael's shoulder to signify to bend down. Then Jeremy lowered their intertwined hand to the ground and delicately placed it onto the snowy ground.

Michael yelped and instinctively began to flinch away.

Jeremy quickly lifted their hands an inch above the snow, "It's okay, it's just cold."

"O-oh...okay..." Michael sighed before nodding to proceed.

Jeremy placed their hands on the top of the snow once again. This time Michael simply flinched but didn't draw away.

Michael let out a small, shrill noise and giggled with glee.

Jeremy couldn't help but squeak happily, "How is it?"

"Cold but...not as soft as your skin, Jer." Michael thought a moment, "But I have an idea..."

"What are y-" Jeremy yelped as Michael flung some snow at his face, "Hey! No fair!" He grabbed a handful to throw at Michael.

"Throwing snow at a blind person?" Michael pouted.

Jeremy growled with a grin but let the snow melt in his hands, "No but-" Jeremy placed his icy hand quickly to Michael's cheek and silenced his shrine of surprise with a peck to the lips.

Michael instantly kissed back and smiled at Jeremy, "Yeah, definitely softer." He pressed his forehead to Jeremy's, "I can't see you but I know that you're smiling." Michael lifted his hand to feel Jeremy's cheek bones and snickered as he felt the smile on his face, "I love your smile, Jeremy."

"I love your beauty, Michael."

"You might never feel how amazing your smile is, Jerry but...it's really...amazing..." Michael lowered his hand from Jeremy's face.

"You might never see how amazing you look Michael but, you're really amazing..." Jeremy giggled.

"You look beautiful Jeremy..."

[HUSB-ANDS]

HUSB-ANDS

Be More Gay: Finale

Michael felt like throwing up as he looked down at the small box that sat in his trembling hand. He shakily opened it to look over his purchase once more. There were two gold rings inside, one had red lettered engraving and the other a blue lettered engraving. The red was his and the blue...

The red engraved ring read 'Player One' and the Blue, 'Player two'

Michael's stomach did somersaults. Though, he couldn't keep himself from grinning. He put the box in his pocket then looked around the room he was in. He was in his and Jeremy's room.

Despite that the boys were in their 20s now they still had a video game consul, controllers, dishes, posters, all of it. That's what happens when geeks are given a paycheck.

Michael and Jeremy had been living together for about a year now and Michael had made up his mind. Jeremy and him had always made jokes about getting married and moving out of the one room apartment, though it also had a shower and toilet with a door, but had never taken each other seriously- or if they had they made no effort to express themselves. However, today that was going to change. Michael waited on the bed for Jeremy to come out of the shower. He felt his foot tap anxiously and fiddled with the hem of his rainbow hoodie. Near the middle of college he had outgrown his hoodie and decided to get a new one, though it was going to better use now.

Jeremy walked out of the bathroom with still damp hair, though fully ready for whatever Michael had planned otherwise. He was wearing his worn down vans and a pair of grey jeans, matching with a loved red hoodie, marked with scattered patches.

Michael stood up, "Ready?" He smiled, the smile had many feelings it was hiding that Jeremy wouldn't be able to make out if he tried.

"Yup! Where'd you say we were going again?" Jeremy pried.

"It's a surprise, silly~!" Michael stuck out his tongue.

"Pft. Whatever." Jeremy grinned as Michael grabbed his hand, eagerly dragging him out the door.

"Come on!" Michael nearly shrilled, slamming and locking the behind them.

"You're such a toddler~" Jeremy teased.

Michael turned to him, "Cwan you howld me den, pwease?"

Jeremy wasn't about to give in to Michael's teasing comeback. He snatched Michael up bridal-style and started towards the car as they exited the building.

Michael smiled, waving at the people who stared at them, "Just two gays- I mean guys, hanging out!" He cheered, then looking up at Jeremy, "Nah. I didn't mean guys." He whispered with a grin.

Jeremy smiled, not able to respond between huffs of effort. They finally made it to the car and Jeremy gently, although quickly, placed Michael on the ground.

Michael smiled, "Aw. Thanks Hun~" he blew Jeremy a sarcastic kiss before heading to the driver's seat of his PT cruiser. He headed out of the parking lot the moment he heard Jeremy's seat belt click. Michael's hands twitches on the steering wheel, making his driving go all swerved.

"You okay...?" Jeremy looked at Michael with concern.

"Y-yeah, just nervous." Michael blurted out.

"About what...?" Jeremy pressed.

"...If you'll like where we're going."

"Michael, as long as you're there, it/ perfect." Jeremy put his arm over Michael's shoulder, causing him to slam his foot on the breaks as they nearly ran a red light. Jeremy let out a squeak as he caught his breath.

Michael then began to cruise right, down a well-lit street.

"Hey...Rich used to live down here." Jeremy nodded fondly.

Michael nodded, "Mhm. That's right."

"We're not getting stoned at his place are we?" Jeremy inwardly sighed.

"Nope." Michael smiled.

"Then what-" Jeremy's question was cut off when they stopped at the corner of a street.

Michael headed out of the car and opened Jeremy's door for him.

Jeremy quickly hopped out.

Michael grabbed Jeremy's hand and lead him to the edge of the block, the only light being to lamppost above them.

"Michael...?" Jeremy began and Michael bent down. He felt his breath hitch as he watched Michael bend down on one knee.

"Jeremy Heere...would you make me the happiest man to ever be...and be my Player two in a game that never ends?"

"...Yes." Jeremy let Michael slip the ring on before putting his own on.

"We can both share the same character, husband." Michael smiled.

"Is it even possible for you to Be More Gay...?" Jeremy smiled warmly, then held Michael by the chin and pressed a kiss to his lips.

And there they sat. Under their Lamppost of Love.

[Be More Gay]

[I said the finale of Be More Gay not Be More Gay]

Michael closed his journal, smiling down at the front cover and running his hands over the front cover reading Be More Gay. He had put so much effort into writing this Fanfiction that it had almost felt real to him. Real as if Jeremy actually married him. Real as if Jeremy actually kissed him. Real as if Jeremy was actually alive.

"It's funny Jeremy...your grave stone- it gives me a kind of chuckle whenever I see it...not because it's your grave stone but...it seems like only a dork would drown in Mountain Dew red...but... well it happened but...nobody knows what you did, Jer...nobody understands the sacrifice you made for so may people...the squips are all gone, Jerbear...you did it...you saved them all..." he patted the stone and placed the book down, "I think I'm ready to see you again now...really I think I am..." he chuckled, "Maybe then we can actually live these things out in the afterlife, huh?" Michael looked down at his trembling hands, "These old bones need a little rouse, huh?" He leaned on the stone with multiple pants, "Yeah..." he squinted as he saw something bright approach him, grinning when he saw a recognizable face, "Well it took you long enough."

Jeremy smiled, looking no younger than he had the day he passed away.

"You're still keeping up your curls, Jer..." Michael grinned.

Jeremy smiled lovingly and held his hand out for Michael.

Michael happily took the hand and as if all at once, the pain in his joints were gone, his hands were steady, youth flourished throughout him as he left his shell of a body behind, "I love you, Jeremiah."

"I love you too, Micha..." Jeremy laced his fingers with Michael's,

"Always and Forever- I love you."

HOLY MOTHER OF- YEAH EVERYONE BREATH ITS OVER.

Okay so, it's been a journey guys. It has and I've loved every moment of it... I actually am going to keep this book open, I may finish up some things such as the Diary and Rich vs Jeremy for Michael as a sort of Bonus but not as frequent, I'll be working on personal projects as well as Could You Not so if you'd like to continue to read my works I may be making more soon and who knows I might make a RichJake Book at some point but yeah, Bonus chapters maybe, but plot wise Be More Gay is done :) And I love it a lot but also I may write more in the future, but for now I'd say just keep a look out, PM me if you want and we can talk about whatever ^ Thank you all so much for everything, it's truly been so wonderfully inspiring and I love all of you more than you can tell. Thank you, thank you, thank you ♥♥♥♥

Be More Gay guys, Be More Chill.

-Jay

Update as of 9/22/17:

There may be some bonus chapters that I will submit in the future so stay tuned :) Also an art feature is coming soon and more on that in an upcoming post!

-<3Jay

BONUS CHAPTER FROM A CONTEST I HAD:

SOULMATE AU:

[Original Idea by TheDamFandoms_ ]

TW: Anxiety Attacks

(Soulmate AU where if you meet eyes with your soulmate you share a memory from a past life together) [Also in this AU, Jeremy never had the squip and Jake's party never happened]

[Let me just say-- it feels good to write Boyfs again 👌]

Jeremy didn't know if he truly believed in the whole Soulmate thing. Yeah, he'd been told stories about it since he was just a simple child, and yeah, he did believe it as a kid.

However, after years and years of searching and looking up at people, he finally gave up. Every single girl he met would look at him and look away, even some guys- either way, it wasn't working out for Jeremy. Maybe it never would. Maybe, his soulmate was in another state and they'd never ever meet each other. Yep, that must be it. Because most people found their soulmates by age sixteen to eighteen. Jeremy was now eighteen and still hadn't found his soulmate yet, and he'd nearly given up all hope. It wasn't of importance anyway, he had bigger issues. Such as setting up for he and Michael's sleepover.

Suddenly, Jeremy's mind cleared from his troubled thoughts to bubbling feelings of excitement. Michael hadn't slept over in years and now they finally had the chance. He had to make sure that everything was perfect and comfortable, that way it wouldn't he like last time- it couldn't.

There was a reason and purpose for the inseparable friends not having a sleepover in years. And no, it wasn't because they were too manly for it, they were both open about being total losers and geeks and were completely fine with society's view of them. No, that wasn't the case.

It was the night terrors.

Jeremy and Michael had been laying in bed, around the age of sixth graders, and Michael had just settled down into bed along with Jeremy, and then came the anxiety attacks. It was as if the moment to boys hit the bed they were tossed into a wave of unpleasant thoughts. Neither of them recalled exactly what those thoughts were, but every time they tried to calm each other down they would be tossed back into another night terror. It got to the point where both boys were sobbing, trembling messes on the floor and Michael had to go home. They hadn't had a sleepover since then.

But this time, this time Jeremy was sure it would be okay. It was Michael. His best friend. They'd been through shit far worse than this and anyhow, what was so scary about a little nightmare anywhere? They were practically adults now that could very well handle themselves. They were responsible and it was their choice on how to react to such things.

So of course, the two would do what responsible adults would.

And blew their paychecks on junk food and new consul games.

Michael would be here any minute and Jeremy was still fussing over setting up beanbags and refreshments, and the junk food obviously.

Admittedly, the beanbags weren't nearly as soft as the ones in Michael's Basement that were worn down by many years of gaming, but they were indeed a lot cozier and fluffier, as they were indeed newer as well. Jeremy then proceeded towards the gaming consul in front of the beanbags and turn it on, that along with the screen itself.

And then, the next thing Jeremy knew, there was a knock at the door and a second later a slam of the door being closed. Jeremy instinctively flopped down onto his beanbag and gripped his controller, not having set one up for Michael after knowing he always brought his custom one, as Jeremy had his right now. Though unlike Michael, Jeremy never took his custom controller anywhere, it was precious to him and he wasn't going to risk loosing it. Lost in his thoughts, Jeremy yelped when he heard a thump beside him and looked over to see Michael getting comfortable in the beanbag, a pillow case packed full of necessary supplies- such as Mountain Dew and candy bars- thumping hard beside him afterwards.

"Why do you even bother to knock of you're just going to waltz right in?" Jeremy rolled his arms as he started up a two-player game of Mario Kart.

"So you don't think I'm a burglar when I scare you- plus you'd probably have a heart-attack from all that nerve you have built up." Michael grinned and elbowed Jeremy in the shoulder teasingly.

"I squeak a healthy amount of times in the week to get my stress out in portions." Jeremy dead-panned.

"Pft, yeah- that's totally working for ya'." Michael nodded sarcastically.

"Well it's better than collapsing in my best friend's arms and demanding to be held." Jeremy smirked.

"Shut up!" Michael shrank down.

"It's adorable." Jeremy teased back.

"You ass." Michael huffed.

"It's better than yours will be in a few minutes." Jeremy stuck out his tongue.

"And why is that?" Michael questioned.

"Because I'm going to beat your ass at this game!" Jeremy slammed his thumb down hard on the start button and began racing.

"Hey! No fair! You didn't tell me we were starting!" Michael pouted.

"It's not my fault you got lost in my beauty." Jeremy shrugged.

"As if!" Michael reared forward as d it would actually help the car move.

"What can I say? It's a natural curse!" Jeremy sighed dramatically.

"Curse, that's for sure." Michael rolled his eyes.

"Hey, 'least I look better than you!" Jeremy swerved in front of Michael on the game second before the other was about to get first place.

Michael dropped his controller in disbelief and Jeremy threw up his arms in victory.

"I win!" Jeremy squealed.

"That was so not cool, Heere." Michael growled and turned to Jeremy.

"Suck it, Mell." Jeremy winked and blew a sarcastic kiss.

"Man you're gonna' eat your words!" At that, Michael leapt forward at Jeremy.

Jeremy screeched and winced as Michael landed on him. He shook his head as something hit his face, he grabbed the object and rubbed the hit part of his cheek, "Your glasses fell off, you nerd." Jeremy giggled, placing them down and looking up at the boy on top of him.

In that instant, Jeremy's vision went black. He momentarily panicked before it returned. Except, Jeremy was looking over himself- no, not just him- he was looking over him and Michael. It was an unrecognizable area. A bathroom it looked like.

Jeremy was wearing some ridiculous blue outfit and- Michael was simply wearing a monster suit- though now he was unzipping it to reveal a black shirt that read the word CREEPS. Jeremy watched curiously as he could tell the other Jeremy was about to say something to Michael.

"Get out of my way- you loser." The Jeremy in the vision hissed and shoved Michael away, slamming the bathroom door shut.

Jeremy, who was now only watching Michael who had been left by the him in the vision, felt his heart break at that moment.

And then it all came back like a flood. This was the same nightmare that Jeremy had had as a kid, the same sight that sent him into a panic attack. And he knew, he knew this wasn't even the worst of it. He tried to close his eyes but the vision, the memory wouldn't let him, it forced him to watch Michael talk to himself as if he was trash, watch as the other helplessly cried and he could do nothing about it. He reached out for Michael as the boy stopped his words to sob into his arms, he ran up to him and hugged him, but he knew that the other could not feel him.

That's when it went black again. But like last time, it was only for a moment. Then Jeremy gasped and opened his teary eyes to a trembling Michael who collapsed on top of him a moment later.

Jeremy felt his heart ache with rage at the other Jeremy and sadness at how he had once treated Michael, his best friend, his only friend, his soulm-

Jeremy let his mind take a pause, but before he allowed himself to put his realization to words, he acknowledged the now sobbing boy that lay shaking on top of him, clutching the front of Jeremy's shirt and whimpering. Jeremy immediately propped himself up a bit so he could hold Michael in his arms and close to his chest, "I-it's okay- it's over now, I promise- it's not real- not here at least. Michael, look at me." Jeremy placed a hand on Michael's cheek, "This is real, okay?"

Michael wrapped his arms tightly around Jeremy and softly whined, wanting nothing more than to simply have the boy there.

"Michael? It's alright, I promise- it was just a memory." Jeremy murmured.

"I-It felt so real." Michael cried.

"I know, Mikey, I know." Jeremy sighed, hesitating a moment before bending down and pecking the boy's forehead.

Michael's face flushed a fine shade of red and he looked up, wide-eyed, at Jeremy, "J-Jer- w-wh-a-wh-y-?" Michael wasn't able to form sentences.

"Well- w-we are, soulmates after all- aren't we?" Jeremy gave a small smile.

And he had never seen a happier smile than right now on Michael's tear-stained face.

Of all people, Jeremy was glad it was him.

And Michael was glad it was Jeremy

And Jake was glad he had a house.

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Books I am currently writing:

LAMS ALEXANDER HAMILTON
[Alexander x Laurens]

[Original art for covers not mine]

Prinxiety: Shine And Be Mine

COMING SOON TO THE BOTTOM OF THIS CHAPTER: A whole museum of fan-art. If you ever make fan art simply PM me and I'll add you to this museum. If your art is up here without credit then please inform me that this is your art and I'll put your username with it! [If you're not credited it doesn't mean I don't know you drew this art, it simply means I want to make sure I give the credit to the right people! PLEASE PM ME IF YOU'D LIKE ME TO CREDIT YOUR ART NOT COMMENT, PM, THANK YOU ❤❤❤]

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