Two Player Game

~Chapter Twenty-Three~

"Don't mind her," he says. "Oh man... "

"Well... at least you have a reason now to keep me away from Brandon and Maria."

"All righty, fair enough. And hey, I can finally put my pride patch on my hoodie!"

"You have a pride patch?" He pauses. "Because I have a pride button on my backpack.

".... You do?"

"Yeah. A bisexual, pride button. And a bunch of other ones too.."

"How.... Did I never notice....."

"I don't know man. I thought it would be obvious. Sorta like how neither of us scrubbed off "boyf" and "riends" on our backpacks."

"Well... I didn't want to. I wanted to pretend I guess."

"Yeah... me too."

"Now we don't have to pretend!" Jeremy laughs.

"Also: you can tell people you lost your virginity to a Sexy Cuban while on vacation." He laughs more.

"I'm gonna use that exact phrase"

"Please do, I'd appreciate the compliment." He kisses him again before they're told to get off the bathroom floor. The rest of the trip is like a dream, all fun places, tasty foods, and lots of lovin. Michael says it's to make up for the years of being stupid. Jeremy agrees. They probably Skype Jared at the airport before coming back. They've gotta go back to Jersey to get the PT Cruiser.

"Jareeeeeed, wassup?"

"Ayyee man. How's Cuba?"

"Pretty gay, guess who got a new boyfriend?"

"No way. You and Jer?"

"Yep! Holy shit dude, I'm still amazed about it, I never thought the day would come when I could look at him and think: "I sucked his dick.""

"Daaaaaaaaaaaamn."

"I'm amazed. He... He makes the most satisfying noises, Jared, so soft, so gentle. It's adorable."

"Good for you man!"

"I can't believe I did it!" he laughs happily. "How are you and Evan?"

"We're doing great! The only downside is that he's leaving for Wyoming in a few weeks.."

"Oh yeah... Forgot about that... You guys can still like, have Skype dates and stuff right? Fly out to each other on birthdays, cute long distance shit?"

"I would love to do that. I just don't know if he's going to be able to do that.."

"Oh.... Sorry dude..."

"That's alright. I'm sure we could work something out. I've waited for this time for too long to just lose it."

"That's the spirit." Jared smiles slightly.

"Where's Jeremy? Do you know if he got in?"

"Bathroom. Bit of Hangover. Alcohol purchase age down here is 16. He's in the bathroom throwing up everything he's ever eaten and also about half a bottle of fireball." he chuckles. "He hadn't gotten his letter before we left, so I guess we'll see when we get back?"

"Hopefully."

"Michael-! Bleeeeeeeehhhhhhh"

"Oh Jeez, that sounded painful... I'll call you when we land, okay?"

"Yeah. Go take care of your man."

"Later, gay-ter." he hangs up and jogs into the bathroom. "Jeremy? Okay there?"

"Why would you ever let me do this?"

"Fuck... Uh, there was kind of no stopping you after a certain point. It was... Scary, how fast you packed that shit away. You get.. Aggressively passionate about your liquor."

"Damn."

"Maybe you should lay off the partying for a bit."

"Agreed."

"Sorry, babe."

"It's not your fault."

"Jared says hi."

"Mmmmm hi Jared.."

"I don't have him on the phone anymore, Dork."

"I didn't know that."

"Come on, we gotta get on a plane." Jeremy groans as he gets up.

"I'm crashing as soon as we get on."

"No problem, I'll stay up this time and make sure nobody tries anything on your twink ass."

"I'm flattered. I got my very own bodyguard."

"A bodyguard half the height of you, but yeah. I'm travel sized too." He chuckles. They get their things and get their asses on that plane. Michael makes sure to hold Jeremy's hand the entire time, in case someone might've even remotely thought he was single. And, like Jeremy said, he passed out right as he laid his head on Michael's shoulder. Michael leans his head on Jeremy's and sighs contently. Is this what being married feels like? Probably.