Play The Game (A Boyf Riends Fanfic)

Part 2

Trigger warning: slurs and abuse.

(Michael's POV)

I stare down at Jeremy. I can't help but smile at the cute boy in my arms. He was gazing into my eyes and zoned out before running into a pole. No, Michael, he's straight. He was probably just glancing at you, or something, and then thought about some cute girl he met. Yeah, that's it.

I knock myself out of my thoughts as Jeremy suddenly sits up next to me, crossing his legs while still wearing a bright red shade across his face. I also suddenly realized how tightly I was holding Jeremy.

"Oh, sorry Jeremy. I didn't realize I was-"

"No, it's okay! You're warm. My.... head! It just s-stopped hurting so I decided to sit up." Jeremy awkwardly smiled but snuggled closer into me. Now it's my turn to blush.

"Well, we gotta get up soon to get food, because I am starving! But you can wear my sweatshirt if you want!" The words tumble out of my mouth. Jeremy better feel honored. I don't offer my hoodie to anyone.

(Jeremy's POV)

Oh my god. How could this happen? At a time like this!! I'm straight.... or was straight? I don't even know at this point.... Jeremy, you can like guys, that's not the problem.... But not a guy you literally just met?? And already you got...?!

"Y-yeah, okay. I'm hungry too. A-and could I please? I don't know why I decided to leave my cardigan back at the dorms...." I trailed off, praying Michael would let me wear his sweatshirt. Since he's taller than me, his hoodie will be a bit bigger, hopefully covering my.... Anyway....

"Yeah! Sure thing, bro. But you should feel honored. I don't let anyone where my sweatshirt. You're a lucky guy!" Michael winked at me as he motioned for me to continue leading the way.

He slyly slid his hand into my own once more, causing me to lose focus a bit. I quickly recompose myself and we finally reach it.

"Ta da!! Here we are!!" I squeak excitedly, hoping Michael will have the reaction I expect from him. He does.

"Oh. My. GOD. This place looks so cool!!" Michael has the biggest look of astonishment and amazement on his face and I smile so much seeing him this happy. Jesus, Jeremy. You see one guy and you realize you're bisexual. Damn. "Is this a diner!? Oh my gosh, Jeremy, it's awesome!!" Michael pulls me into a huge hug, lifting me off the ground.

          Shit, Jeremy. Don't think about it. Don't think about it. Don't think about it.

          Michael puts me back on the ground and grabs my hand again, pulling me inside the retro diner. We quickly find a nice booth in the corner of the diner and we sit across from each other. Well, at least I won't have to worry about him noticing....

(Michael's POV)

          Woah, this place is cool. Can't wait to taste their food!!

          After looking at the menus for a while and ordering drinks, my binder starts to hurt.

          "Agh, ow. Jeremy, where's the bathroom? My binder is killing me." I quickly ask, breathing heavily. Jeremy just cocks his head to the side, confused. "My chest binder, to make my chest look smaller...." I trail off as I see a look of realization hit Jeremy. He quickly nods and stands up to-

          Oh my god. Is that- Does Jeremy have... Never mind, I'm just going to pretend I didn't see that.

          Jeremy showed me to the bathrooms and I went into a family stall, to take a short break. Jeremy went into the mens' room....