michael looks really good

The first chapter of my Life Ticket AU is up!! Go check it out over on Archive! (It’s under the user Shima2112)

And get ready for one helluva ride ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

boyf riends bc I'm trash for musical gays

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10825230/chapters/24022068
Jeremy Heere, BUT WITH MUSCLES (3,810 words); Jeremy looks really good in a tank top and Michael can’t really handle that

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10999419
do you wanna have sex? (3,635 words); they fuck and I love love love trans!michael

http://archiveofourown.org/works/11008896
Prom Night (3,804 words); they go to prom, Denny’s, and an after party

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10964109/chapters/24408222
Contretemps (22,481 words); Jeremy is a really talented actor and singer and Michael goes to every performance also they’re in love

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10967976
Heat of The Moment (987 words); fluff fluff fluff fluff

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10966614
It’s my voice (is it really?) (1,020 words); Jeremy has ptsd following the squip incident

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10832010
comfy cozy (981 words); Jeremy wears Michael’s sweatshirt and they both have a lot of feelings about it

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10912599
Sleepwear (1,855 words); Jeremy borrows Michael’s clothes and then they make out

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10837182
Practicing (8,550 words); they kiss for “practice” and then for real

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10959120
Sparks Flying (1,402 words); Michael thinks Jeremy is beautiful scars and all

bmc pride month pt 1: michael and jeremy
  • jeremy: so it's-
  • michael: pRIDE MONTH!!! FUCK YEAH!!!!
  • jeremy: yeah, we're excited!!!
  • michael: wE'RE GOING TO A PRIDE PARADE!!!
  • jeremy: we're meeting everyone. i washed michael's rainbow shirt.
  • michael: it's aLMOST as gay as me.
  • jeremy: how gay are you, michael?
  • michael: well, i think you're really good looking and want to kiss you?
  • jeremy: *voice cracks* oH
Pride Month Prompts 2/30: Rainbow

Fandom: Be More Chill

Relationship: Boyf riends

Notes:

Basically a #forthepatch fic as well as something extra to go along with it! I tried to make it longer and it’s kinda late cuz I got lazy in the end. But I hope you enjoy it!

When Hot Topic arrived at the mall back when they were in middle school, Jeremy and Michael had finally found a reason to go to the mall. There was anime, Pokémon, music, it was like a paradise for them. Even more so to Michael.

They could spend hours looking at the new stuff, looking at clearance stuff. It used to be a normal thing for them to be there every Saturday. Michael would spend all of his allowance there.

Jeremy was just looking through and found himself looking at some of the patches they had. Jeremy himself wasn’t a patch person, but he did find a lot of designs really cool. He then pulled out a patch that was a simple rectangle but had each color of the rainbow.

Jeremy immediately thought back to a couple of weeks ago where Michael had came out to him. He was nervous, but Jeremy told him that it was okay. Jeremy was glad that Michael told him this. He then got an idea.

“Michael!” He called. The store was small enough so that Jeremy knew that Michael could hear them despite the loud music that was playing in the store.

“Yeah?!” He heard, he then started walking in the direction he heard his best friend. He found him near the jackets and sweaters area. Michael then turned to Jeremy.

“Hey! Dude, check this out.” He then pulled off what seemed to be a big red hoodie. It looked extremely large, especially for someone of Michael’s size.

“So, it LOOKS like a normal hoodie right?” Jeremy nodded, but then Michael turned it around to reveal a familiar picture on the back.

“Is that…?” Jeremy started to ask.

“Unknown Pleasures by Joy Division? You bet it is!” Jeremy knew that Michael loved that album. It was something Michael could listen to non-stop. “But that isn’t even the best part!”

Michael then took off the hoodie from the hanger and put it on. It was absolutely huge on him. But he then turned around and put on the hood to reveal a polar bear.

“That’s awesome Michael! But do they have it in a smaller size? You look like you are going to be swallowed by the polar bear.” Jeremy laughed. Michael poured, Jeremy stood quite a bit taller than Michael. Taller then most kids really.

“No, this is the only one left. I’ll just grow into it.” Michael said.

“If you can grow and bigger.” Jeremy teased,

“ Shut up.” Michael muttered giving Jeremy a light punch to the arm. Jeremy then remembered the patch in his hand.

“You know what else would look good with it?” Jeremy asked.

“What?” Michael asked confused.

Jeremy then showed the patch, Michael’s eyes widened as blush quickly came to his face. But stared at the patch in wonder. But then Michael shrunk back as he started fiddling with his fingers.

“A-a pride patch?” Michael asked.

“Yeah! I mean, now that you’re out and everything y'know.” Jeremy said.

“Well, thats kinda like, announcing to the world. I-I don’t-”

“Michael.” Jeremy put a hand on his shoulder. And looked at him in the eyes, “You shouldn’t be ashamed of who you are, in fact, you should be happy! You know who you are. And the world can’t give a damn.”

Jeremy then held the badge to Michael’s other shoulder. Holding it there. He then looked again at Michael.

“It looks pretty natural to be there right?” Jeremy asked.

Michael laughed, “it sure does. How much is it?”

“8.50”

“Damn it, I don’t have enough money for the jacket and the patch.” Michael said.

“I got it.” Jeremy said.

“What?! No way dude.” Michael said.

“Yeah! C'mon.” Jeremy then led them to the line to check out. Michael took off the hoodie so he can pay for it.

“Jer, I don’t feel right with you paying for that.” Michael said.

“Think of it as a ‘thanks’.” Jeremy said.

“Thanks? What do you have to thank me for?” Michael asked with a grin.

“For… I don’t know… being comfortable about coming out to me.” Jeremy said.

Michael’s smile then turned brighter then the sun, “Of course, I wasn’t just NOT going to tell my player 2! Jer, I would tell you anything.” Michael said as he walked up to the cashier.

Jeremy smiled at his words and watched as Michael payed for the jacket. As soon as he was done, he placed the patch down and reached for his wallet. But as he looked up at the cashier, he saw a look of disgust.

Jeremy flinched at the sight he felt his cheeks turn red. But pulled out the money and paid anyway. When the cashier gave him the bag, Jeremy knew that cashier was avoiding any physical contact. As he walked away and approached Michael he could still feel the glare on his back.

Michael looked shocked, then looked to the ground in guilt. Jeremy then knew that he had seen what happened. Jeremy then put his bag down and wrapped his arms around Michael.

“I’m sorry you had to do that. You didn’t deserve it.” Michael muttered to his shoulder.

“No, I’m glad it was me instead of you.” Jeremy said. He knew that Michael would face a lot of hardships and judgement with the way he was. But Jeremy promised himself that he was going to be there for him.

The hug ended shortly afterwards and Michael wiped a few tears from his face. Jeremy picked up the bag and handed it to Michael, which Michael hesitated before taking.

“Hey, don’t worry. You can wait as long as you need before wearing it. Just know I will never judge you for who you are.” Jeremy said. Michael smiled at him, causing Jeremy to slightly blush before smile back.

The next day at school Michael wore that hoodie and dawned that patch. His walk had never been so confident.

-

The memory was a precious one at that. And Jeremy couldn’t help but look back on and smile. Michael had many patches on the sweater now, and some others were also from Jeremy but the rainbow on his shoulder still shined the best.

When Jeremy decided to come out to Michael years later he then knew why Michael was nervous.

It’s not like Jeremy thought Michael would judge him or be mad it at the time. It would be the first time he said out loud that he was bi. And it kinda scared him. But luckily when he did, Michael was super supportive in every way.

“Dude!” Jeremy said when he opened up the door to his boyfriend that morning. Senior year was starting soon and they needed to spend every waking moment they had hanging out before their freedom. But when Jeremy open the door he presented to Michael his new sweater. His new Thespian Presidency sweater.

“Dude!” Michael said back. Dawning his own new sweater.

Jeremy didn’t know how, but he was chosen to be Vice President of the Thespian Society. Which was… insane to him. Michael had actually been chosen as Senior Techie as well. Both getting handmade jackets with their school colors, names, and positions listed.

Jeremy knew very well that Michael wouldn’t wear the jacket often. The hoodie from all those years ago held a special place in Michael’s heart. But Jeremy knew Michael would wear it for official stuff, and he was glad because Michael looked really good in the jacket.

Really good.

Jeremy let Michael inside the house which Michael gladly did, giving him a kiss on the cheek as he passed by. Jeremy blushed and they went down the stairs to their normal set up.

“So, what are we gonna do first?” Jeremy asked, taking his place on the bean bag.

“I don’t know.” Michael said with a shrug. He kept standing, hands inside the pocket and if you looked closely enough, you could see Michael was fiddling with something.

“What’s up? Is something wrong?” Jeremy asked.

“N-no! I just… I have something for you.” Michael said nervously.

“Okayyyy… what is it?” Jeremy asked.

“You kinda need to stand up.” Michael said.

“I swear Michael if you are gonna prank me-”

“I’m not! I promise.” Michael said, “I wouldn’t prank my favworite person.” He put on a pout and a cutesy voice for the last part.

“Your track record shows differently.” Jeremy sighed as he got up from the beanbag.

“Shut up. Now, close your eyes, I’ll get embarrassed if you are watching me.” Michael said.

Jeremy had a slight bad feeling, but ignored it as he closed his eyes. He then felt Michael moving his jacket a bit. There was a bit of struggle and nervousness but then Michael stopped.

“Alright. You are golden.” Michael said.

Jeremy opened his eyes and looked to see what Michael had done. His eyes widened to see a pin on the jacket, it was shaped with a heart with two lines in the middle and different colors filled up each one to represent the bi-sexual flag.

He looked up at Michael, “Just like old times right?” Michael said, the pulling out of his pocket a similar pin, but instead it represented the homo-sexual flag.

Jeremy laughed as he took the pin and connected it to Michael’s jacket that he was sure would be filled with other pins sooner or later. He kept his hand there as he then pulled Micheal into a passionate kiss.

It was meant to be brief, but with boys like them. They didn’t officially end the kiss until 10 minutes later with now Michael on a bean bag and Jeremy being on his lap.

They laughed and after calming down Michael gave Jeremy a heart-felt gaze.

“I’m pretty sure…” Michael said as they intertwined their hands “that was the day I fell in love with you.”

Anyone who looked at Michael from 8th grade on-wards knew who he was. Because of the rainbow patch on his shoulder on the jacket he wore everyday.

Now everyone would know who Jeremy was. Because of the pin on his jacket that he wore everyday.

And everyone knew that Jeremy and Michael loved each other because whenever you saw them in their patch or pins. They would be together.

anonymous asked:

So here is my request: on a hero day Michael refuses to take off his jacket the heat gets to him which makes him start to throw up from the heat stroke I think(?) and Jeremy gets super worried and is like whY MICHAEL -ear

Here you go!! I hope this is what you wanted?? It’s kinda sucky// also can anyone tell me how to do read more on mobile??

Anyway here it is!!

It was hot. Unbelievably so. It was so hot that you couldn’t help but remember the humans were nonchalantly killing the earth everyday, because this was some Global Warming type heat. Everyone was pretty much dying. You’d either be at the beach, eating ice cream, sitting on an AC, or complaining all day. Michael had hidden himself in his basement, laying on the floor in nothing but a tank top and his boxers. He was sweating up a storm, convinced that death was coming and this was the end. He groaned, too hot to game, or smoke, or do anything really. His phone lit up, playing the Luigi’s Mansion theme, he instantly knew it was Jeremy and picked up.

“Yah…?” He sounded awful, but to be honest Jeremy probably did too. The poor kid was so pale that he could get a sun burn just from looking at the sun.

“Hey man! It’s Jeremy-”

“No shit man, who else would call me.”

“Ok so the heats gotten to you, that’s cool no big. But are you still up to picking me up? It’s ok if you’re not I mean- it’s ok cause I- cause I know you’re probably too tired. Everyone is so- hnng yknow??”

Michale’s eyes widened. Shit. He was supposed to pick up Jeremy from a date with Christine in 20 minuets, and here he was laying in his boxers.

“Yeah! Yeah no problem Jere, I’ll be over soon.”

Jeremy let out a sigh, just from that Michael knew he was planning on walking if he bailed. “Thanks man, you’re the best.”

“Anything for my player one” shit, he shouldn’t say stuff like that- he was dating Christine and-

“Haha yeah..see ya soon”

Michael stood up and started to get decent. The second he got out of the basement he groaned. It was so much hotter up here and he hadn’t even gone outside yet. He fixed his hair quickly, and went to grab a pair of shorts and a tank. But…he found his closet empty. All he had was his jeans, a tee shirt and hoodie which were still laying in the bathroom.

“Mother of All That Is Sucky.”

Dragging his feet into the living room, he found his mom over the washing machine.

“Mom?”

“Hmm??” She didn’t look up

“Did you wash my clothes already..? I need to go out real quick.”

“Yes, they’re in the wash right now. Sorry…”

Michael could deal with that, he’d just wear a tee shirt with jeans. He’d be a little hot but-suddenly he realized something, a sense of dread washing over him. He had to physically bite his tongue as he asked his mom a vital question.

“Mami…did you wash my gray sports bra” his binder.

“Yes why?? I know that’s your favorite but-”

“Nothing.” He turned around and dashed away “Nothing at all!!”

He stared at the clothes on his bathroom floor and sighed. There was nothing he could do really. There was no way he’d go without his binder, it was the only one he had too. He checked the time…he has to pick up Jeremy in 10 minutes. He sighed and put on all the clothes, including the hoodie. He yelled goodbye to his mom and hopped into his car.

The car ride was even worse. He had an old, used car. Recently the AC had broken, and so had the windows. Michael found himself leaning over as he drove, sweat dripping down his neck uncomfortably. He had to breath through his mouth, panting as he suffocated in the car. He felt like he was really about to die. His heart raced almost painfully, shaking his whole body. In the mirror he could his face was bright red, his hair no longer stuck up. It plastered against his forehead and puffed up from the humidity. He focused the best he could on driving, but all he could think was “hot hot hot”. His jeans stuck to his legs, his jacket felt like a physical oven. He almost didn’t notice that he’d pulled into Christine’s driveway.

As though he were waiting, Jeremy ran outside, waving goodbye to Christine. Jeremy looked pretty cute, the boy was wearing shorts and a loose tank top. The pac-man tattoo on his arm was clear as day, he wasn’t sunburnt surprisingly, he must have spent the whole day inside with Christine. Probably..doing couple stuff Michael thought sadly. The second Jeremy made eye contact with him, his smiled widely like the skinny dork he was and waved. Michael gave a small uncomfortable smile and groggily moved to unlock the door. God he felt like his skin was static, his cheeks and hands tingled, simple tasks felt difficult to do. Jeremy opened the door and yelled a strange noise when he felt the excessive rush of heat hit him.

“HoLY crap!! Michael it’s like…like death in here!!”

Michael wiped some sweat off of his face, trying to keep his breathing steady in front of Jeremy. “Yeah I’m sorry…AC’s broken. I got some water in the back though if you wanna grab some.”

Jeremy nodded and closed the door, reaching over to grab a water as Michael started the car again.

He heard the bottle cap twist, “Mikey…buddy I love you but why are you wearing that? It’s way to hot in here it’s gotta be over 100 degrees!”

“My uh…” he cleared his throat, he would have flushed in embarrassment if he didn’t already have all his blood in his cheeks, “my mom put my binder in the wash.”

“Ugh…”

“Yeah.”

Michael felt completely strange, the sides of his vision filled up with black spots, no matter how much he blinked the wouldn’t go away. He didn’t need to regulate his breathing either, he was oddly relaxed, his breathing slow. His stomach though…he felt like there was a rock sitting in it, which didn’t help his dizzy feeling. He was probably swaying, he knew that. He couldn’t hide this, not when his mouth tingled and tasted strange. Like…his mouth tasted fuzzy? Did that even make sense? He didn’t even care about how far gone he was at this point with how garbage he felt.

“Dude you are really sweating…like crazy. You should drink a water too..”

“Yeah that’s fine…just pass me one?”

Jeremy nodded and already handing him one as though he were prepared. He sounded pretty worried, in the back of his mind Michael knew he should reassure him. But they were at a red light and all he could think about was chugging the water.

“Michael no offense but you look like shit. Maybe we should get out the car and relax for a bit? Let the car air out?” Michael’s extremely pale face was starting to concern him, his fingers shook as he gripped the wheel, and Jeremy had never seen Michael so red.

“No..its fine, really we’re almost there.” The light turned green. Michael kept driving.

“Dude I really think that you should pull over. You…you really don’t look good.”

Michael shook his head, that rock in his stomach had grown in size. It was all he could think about. He barely even spoke when he said “how was Christine’s”

“What? Dude that doesn’t-”

Jeremy was cut off to let out a very girlish scream when Michael suddenly swerved to the side of the road, nearly hitting a truck.

“Michael what are you-?!”

Michael got out the car, and quite literally through himself to the ground, so out of it that he couldn’t even cringe as his knees his the pavement. His vision went mostly black before fading back in, and that’s when Jeremy started to hear him gagging.

“Oh shit-”

Michael continued to throw up the water and Doritos he’d had today onto the grass in front of the side walk. Jeremy got out the car, placing a hand on Michale’s back and rubbing it.

“Shit Michael are you- are you sick? Do-do you- shit what do I do?”

Michael couldn’t answer, unable to stop the painful dry heaves that wracked his body. All he could make out was Jeremy saying “shit” every now and then. When he finally stopped throwing up Jeremy held a water bottle up to him. Michael shook his head weakly, not even able to speak.

“Michael ? Come on man you gotta drink after all…all that” Jeremy tried his best to not look, they didn’t need two people throwing up. “…please?”

But again Michael shook his head, his breathing excessively slow and calm to the point of being scary.
“Jeremy I- dude I’m gonna pass out…”

At that Jeremy felt his heart jump. “What?!” If he wasn’t scared before, he was horrified now. He put a hand to Michael’s face and nearly screamed.

“Oh my god! Michael you’re burning up!”

Michael simply blinked sluggishly as a response, Jeremy didn’t even know if he heard him. He moved to unzip Michael’s jacket, and only then did he get a response.

“No…” his words slurred together dangerously, like his tongue couldn’t move, “can’t let…don’t let anyone see”

“I won’t, I wont! But we gotta take this off ok?!”

Either Michael was too weak to fight back or Jeremy’s panicked tone convinced him, either way Jeremy tugged of Michael’s jacket.

Then Michael gagged again.

“Ok…ok listen we’re gonna put you in the car and I’m gonna drive you home ok?”

“Whhat? You’ve..you’ve never driven before you can’t.”

“I can have the SQUIP help..! They’ll know how to drive…it’ll only be temporary-”

Even through his incoherency, Michael has him a death glare.

“Are you-are you fucking stupid?”

Jeremy cringed, “Michael I gotta get you ho-”

“You can’t listen to anything that damn iPhone tells you to…you..you’re so better off now..you got the girl..the..the life.”

“Ok ok Michale you’re right, calm down.”

They had to take a break in their argument as Michael gagged again, bringing up nothing but bile.

“Don’t you…fucking…” Michael’s eyes rolled back as he dropped like a rock, like a puppet cut from strings. Jeremy screamed again, catching his best friend.

“Michael ! Michael?! Can you hear me?!”

When he didn’t respond he weighed his options of using the SQUIP. But no, Michale would kill him if..when he woke up. He brought out his phone and with a shaky breath dialed 911.

When Michael groaned, Jeremy instantly leaned over him.

“Michael ? Dude? You awake..?” Came his unsure voice.

Michael opened his eyes slowly, feeling like he just woke up from a coma. He looked around and saw he was in a hospital and instantly knew some bad shit went down.

“Oh god…what happened?”

Jeremy took a seat next to him and nervously grabbed his hand, fidgeting with Michale’s fingers.

“You…you had some pretty bad heat stroke there. Well..heat exhaustion? I can’t even tell anymore. You passed out and I called an ambulance.”

“Mmm…thanks Jere-bear.”

Jeremy blushed at that, crossing Michael’s finger over one another. He was a nervous wreck.

“You shouldn’t have been wearing your hoodie…especially in your car. You know better than that dude”

“You don’t get it ok Jeremy? I couldn’t let anyone see-” his eyes widened and suddenly he shot up in his bed

“Michael your IV-!”

Michael caught his jacket lying on a chair across the room. His eyes were wide and frantic as he looked down, but Jeremy held his head up.

“Don’t worry I didn’t let anyone see. I covered you with your jacket in the ambulance, and blanket here. You can wear mine when your mom gets here…” Jeremy sounded like he’d planned this out for hours, and honestly he probably had.

“…thanks…”

But then Jeremy smacked his arm.

“Ow- Jeremy!”

“Never! And I mean never do that again! I think my heart stopped beating there for a moment that was terrifying!”

“I’m sorry Jeremy I’m-”

“Don’t-I know. I know…just…you’re health matters too, you know?”

“Yeah…”

There was silence for a while. Jeremy was still holding his hand.

“At least I have the best player one in the whole world”

Jeremy smiled at that, and rolled his eyes “yeah, you’re really lucky. Go to sleep, stupid.”

Even if Jeremy was dating Christine, he’d accept this little moment. And as for Jeremy…after all this was over he’d tell Michael he’d broken up with Christine and why.

anonymous asked:

The squip just really wanting Jeremy to realize he's gay so every once and a while he'll just "Hey you know who looks really good today?" "??Chris-" "Michael Mell" "wtf I'm straight" "JEREMY"

squip: “straight? tell that to the dreams you’ve been having”
jeremy: “LISTEN-”

hurricanesunny  asked:

so. so michael takes pictures right. and jeremy has it bad so he's trying to be involved in michael's interests bc that's like Flirting 101 right? his friends told him so!! SO. so he gets curious and asks michael if he can take a look at some of his shots and michaels like "uhh sure" and hes clearly nervous bc what if jeremy thinks theyre lame?? unfortunately michael forgot he had mostly been taking pictures of jeremy all afternoon. just a dozen or so photos of pretty boy staring up at the trees

JEEEEESUS.

like michael hands him his camera and busies himself with logging in today’s field notes across the table from jeremy so that he won’t anxiously look at jeremy’s every expression. meanwhile, jeremy looks through a few bird pictures in true awe because he’s never given birds any thought, (too much sentience and not enough chlorophyll, for jeremy’s taste), but in these pictures, the birds look stunning. michael takes really good pictures. he frames the subject in such a way that they’re the center of attention, showcasing their beauty in every detail the camera captures. in these pictures, it’s really easy to see how much love and passion michael has for the birds.

then jeremy gets to pictures of him and the exact same care and and detail are still present. he’s pretty sure he isn’t breathing as he looks through shots of him, nerdy awkward forestry scientist jeremy heere, doing mundane things like taking bark samples or checking the pH of some dirt. jeremy always hates pictures of himself because he always ends up making a weird face or he instinctively throws a up peace sign, but these pictures are exactly like the earlier ones. careful and deliberate in capturing beauty. capturing jeremy.

he puts the camera down and is about to ask michael just uhhhhh why there were so many pictures of him don’t you actually have a job, michael. but then he loses his confidence the moment he sees michael typing away on his laptop, eyes focused. he bites his lip in concentration, and jeremy’s pretty overwhelmed with how handsome michael is. with how he’s a great guy who’s funny and doesn’t think jeremy is lame, but how he’s totally out of jeremy’s league.

“You done?” Michael looks up from his laptop, probably having felt Jeremy’s heavy gaze.

“Yeah,” Jeremy coughs, setting the camera down. He wants to ask, but he doesn’t. Instead, his brain just conjures up an explanation–those pictures were just for practice, a warm up. Yeah, just a few test shots. Come on, Jeremy, would somebody like Michael really be into somebody like you?–and says “They’re really nice. You’re a good photographer.”

“Thanks!” Michael smiles. Jeremy excuses himself to venture out into the forest, mumbling something about moss. He doesn’t need to go check on the moss right now, but he does go to his favorite moss covered rock to like, weep or something idk.

(later, when michael is transferring the pictures into his laptop, he is abruptly reminded of just how many pictures he took that day that werent birds because the shots in question stare right back him mockingly. he makes a choked noise and runs off into the forest to have a good scream. a couple of birds screech back at him, you poor fucking fool.)

Your Wedding with Michael


“Y/N stop, where are you going?” Michael called as he watched you strut down the dark street with no intentions of stopping. He sighed, following you at a leisurely pace, knowing you’d have to stop eventually.

Their words were ringing over and over in your ear, “You’re just kids,” “You’re too young to get married,” and “You’re making a big mistake,” among some of the things they said when you and Michael had told them the news. You stopped suddenly, the words consuming you to the point where you gasped for breathe. You leaned against a building as your body began to shake but Michael got to you then, not saying anything but pulling you into his chest. You rested your head on his shoulder as he felt your breathing become steady against him.

“You know, maybe they’re right. We’re making a big mistake.” Your words cut through the air like a sharp knife. Your voice was strained and monotone as you repeated what they’d said.

“Fuck them Y/N.”

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