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“So… do you have anything on that player of yours aside from dorky cartoon songs and Whitney?”
Michael rolled his eyes at Jeremy and tossed a pillow at his head, Jeremy barely dodging it.
“Okay, first of all, whore ---”
Jeremy started laughing, earning a mumbled tangina mo from Michael.
“Hex Girls are a classic and you can’t tell me otherwise. Second, Tita Whitney is iconic. Dude, did you even see Sasha Velour’s performance of So Emotional?”
Jeremy shrugged and shook his head, wiping away a stray tear caused by laughing.
“Bro, I don’t even know who Sasha Velour is.”
Michael stared at Jeremy incredulously before bursting out in laughter, falling back on the bed; Jeremy stared at him and rolled his eyes.
“Jesus fuck , Jer, I am surprised you don’t know! Christine has been gushing about RPDR since season 9 came out. I’d have guessed that you’d have at least caught onto some stuff, seeing as you’ve been hanging out with her a lot.”
“I mean,” Jeremy stuck his tongue out at Michael, “I don’t always hang out with her---”
“ Sinungaling ka , Jer, I’m feeling your leg getting hotter, it feels like a personal heater.” Michael mock fanned himself, absolutely not seriously flirty (he totally is seriously flirty) about the comment.
“Well, why not, y’know, take your leg off of my leg? Unless you need a heater.” Jeremy laughed, doing an endearing, cringy mess of a finger gun, making the ka-chk sounds.
“I mean, uh.” Keep your gay shit together, Michael Ochoa Mell. “We could go to 7-11 to be more chill?” Dangerously close. Good job, me.
The two giggled awkwardly, looking away from each other, a light blush appearing on their cheeks.
“Uh…”
“Um…”
The silence was broken by a Messenger notification from Michael’s phone.
“Oh, who is it?”
Jeremy grabbed the phone from where it was charging and read the notification.
“‘ fifth harmony gay, gaga gay, bey gay, or riri gay?’ Okay, why are you chatting with Rich? And two, what are you talking about?”
Michael dramatically scoffed and tossed his (invisible) wig, laughing softly afterwards.
“Rich is cool when he’s not a douche. And it’s an inside joke with stan Twitter.”
Jeremy looked somewhat bewildered, then shrugged, giving the phone to Michael.
Rich Goranski
R: fifth harmony gay, gaga gay, bey gay, or riri gay?
M: annie lennox gay, ofc
M: and whitney gay. Probs 5h gay as well
M: why???
R: nothin much just wondering lmao
R: r u hangin with ur bae
R: (eyes emoji x 3)
M: what are you talking about,,,,,,
M: [pettyskai.jpeg]
(•••)
“Still on topic of stan Twitter or whatever that means?”
“Yep, Jer.”
R:
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R:
act gay i am your enabler
M: [krisjennerstaringatcomputer.jpeg]
Keep it together, me. He doesn’t have to know… yet.
R: [rollsafe.jpeg]
R: he doesn’t need another babe if you are the babe ;)
R: literally tho just tell him he’s gonna be Fine
M: really??
M: ok maybe ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
R: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
R: ok gtg my boyf is being clingy
R: jake says hi
R: ok bi for reals ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
“Okay since you’re still on your phone, show me your playlists! Come on dude, that’s what started this whole thing.”
“ Fiiiiiiiiinneee.”
Michael exited out of the Messenger app and opened up his Spotify playlist, hooking up his phone to the Bluetooth speaker on the desk.
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“Carly Rae Jepsen?”
“Yeah, what about her, dude?”
“Emotion side B was amazing.”
“Jer, you’re after my own music tastes, god bless.”
--
“This playlist is really poppy. I didn’t really expect this from you, Micha.”
“It’s literally titled ‘ pop divas’ , what part of that isn’t self explanatory?”
“ Well, I didn’t notice the title!”
Michael rolled his eyes as Work From Home played.
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“I think… out of the other artists in this list, I only know a-ha and Madonna.”
“ Really? Pakshet , I gotta make you know the others! Annie Lennox and Siouxsie are amazing.”
“Isn’t Siouxsie Sioux the goth lady?”
“That she is.”
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“Fucking MEME SONGS ?”
Michael somberly nodded, dabbing as he did so.
--
Michael was quite caught up in the songs on the playlists; he didn’t realize that he had a literal playlist entitled ‘jer-bear mood <3’ , that it was filled with cheesy romance songs, and that Jeremy was about to see the playlist (which was, of course, secret, but Jeremy was using Michael’s Spotify, so he was fucked either way.) until Michael glanced and saw the name of the playlists in order and realized that his cheesy secret was gonna be revealed.
Please please please don’t notice please pleeeeeeeeeeeaaaassseeeeee Panginoon patawarin mo po ako, please---
“Michael, what’s… what’s ‘ jer-bear mood <3’ ?”
Putangina yoko na pagod na ako tangina tangina tanginaaaaaaaaaa!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
“Um… uh, what? What’s that, heh heh, I don’t know……”
“I’m gonna look in it.”
Michael blushed hard and sputtered, making a feeble attempt at grabbing the phone, but Jeremy already saw the playlist and swiped to see the description.
‘jer-bear, ur the love of my life. wish u knew but ilu and ur soft hair n ur freckles and shit im so gay for u <3’
“Whoa, this is…”
I Really Like You started playing and all that Michael wanted to do was melt away, never to be seen again. The embarrassment. The horror.
Welp. Looks like he knows now.
“So, is this… about me?”
Michael averted his gaze, not wanting to see the object of his affections in this very awkward and embarrassing moment.
“Y-yeah. Yeah it is. I’ve loved you since… since forever, dude. I… I should probably go, heh. Hope this doesn’t change our friendship. I know you like Christine. You should probably try to be with her. I’m probably not your type anyway. Do you want something from 7-11? I can get those slushies. Or tropical punch Mountain Dew. Or Red Mountain Dew. Tangina, pakshet, tanga talaga ako, di mo ako mahal, di mo yan dapat nakita. Shit, fuck, I… uh. Whatever. I gotta… I gotta go---”
Jeremy grabbed Michael’s hand as he got up and moved towards the door.
“Wait, Micha! I… that’s something I kinda wanted to hear…”
“What?”
“Hey, dude, you’re… um, you’re kind of the guy I’m totally into.”
Am I fucking dreaming?
“W-well. You’re not, Mikey.”
Michael slapped his hand over his mouth, internally screaming at saying his thoughts out loud. He blushed more as Jeremy called him Mikey.
It was a cute nickname that should be used more, if Jeremy said so himself.
“Mikey, I have been into you for a while now, and, um. If... If it’s okay with you, I kind of, you know, wanna kiss you, dude.”
Michael’s eyes lit up, and he smiled.
“Jer-bear, of course you can kiss me. That’s the fucking dream.”
Jeremy blushed and pulled Michael closer, tip toeing to kiss the taller boy. He had his arms around Michael’s neck, while Michael’s were on Jeremy’s shoulder and waist.
They broke apart after a while and breathed in deeply, laughing and hugging each other in sheer giddiness.
“You’re the guy I’m so into.”
“You’re the guy that I’m definitely into.”
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jer-bear mood <3 has been renamed boyf riends <33
boyf riends <33 has been set to Public
‘mahal kita jer-bear / i love you mikey <3’
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omake:
Rich Goranski
M: [boyfriendscuddling.jpeg] [boyfriendskissing.jpeg]
M: guess fucking who, sweaty : )
R: FUCK YES MY BOYFRIEND HAS TO PAY UP
R: the pinkberry girls bet on u and jeremy btw. me n jakeyboo also did lmao.
R: christine too
R: jakeyboo has to pay them up lmao guess we’re all going to a multidate soon ;^)
R: rlly tho fuckin congrats dude now u got a babe and u are the babe :)) its fun in boyfriend land.
M: thanks rich :) -jeremy
R: (thumbs up emoji, rainbow emoji, sparkly heart emoji, wink)