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June 17th, 1981, Secluded Flower Field
Michael would be lying if he said every muscle in his body wasn’t tense, like if one thing touched him everything inside him would shatter like a plate shattering on the ground. That's the amount of anxiety that's currently wracking itself around his brain. Why is he this nervous you ask? Well that would be because he was on his first date with the one and only Jeremy Fitzgerald. Well, technically it’s not an official date, the way he phrased it when he nervously asked Jeremy a few days prior it was just a simple picnic. He was surprised when Jeremy accepted but my god did it make his heart flutter just a little bit.
So now here he is, sitting on the cliché white and red plaid picnic blanket with a basket sitting atop at the far left corner of the blanket- near the dandelions- while a small variety of food is laid about the rest of the blanket, and Jeremy is right there sitting next to him.
They had been eating their sandwiches quietly when Michael scoffed, about to make a hopefully-not-that-bad attempt at small talk, as there would be very awkward tension in the air that Michael could no longer bear. “It’s quite beautiful out here, that's actually why I picked it. Because it was calm and the flowers here are very pretty, especially at noon.” Jeremy nodded, finishing up the bite of his sandwich in his mouth before speaking “Yeah, it really is beautiful, just like you” Michael swore he felt his heart skip a beat. Holy shit, he just called him beautiful, THE Jeremy Fitzgerald called HIM beautiful.
Now, this type of flirting was actually quite typical of them, they would often just randomly flirt for literally no reason, it confuses the hell out of their two other friends, Alto Coleman and Fritz Smith, which is the main reason why they do it. At first the flirting was just simple and playful, nothing really behind it, but after a while Michael started to notice his heart skip a beat whenever flirting would ensue. He assumed it was simply just him thinking it was fun, but after a while, after a certain thought of them kissing, or doing anything else couples do, BEING a couple, that's when he figured out that he, Michael T. Afton, was Homosexual.
Michaels face warmed up and just muttered “uh- yeah, yeah.” Jeremy perked up at this response, usually Michael responds with a smooth line back but this- the red face and averting of his gaze- was new. Jeremy decided to test the waters first before doing anything too bold. “Aw Mikey, you like that? Me calling you beautiful, stating just how attractive I think you are? ” He said in an adoring tone. This made Michael almost fall over from shock, blood rushed up to his face before he could even fully process what he had just said, only stammering trying to calculate a proper comeback.
Now this. This is what Jeremy felt like was an astonishing sight. Michael was trying to look anywhere but at him as he fiddled with the hem of his sweatshirt, the tan skin on his cheeks turning a crimson red. Jeremy took this moment to slide a little closer to the slightly shorter male and tip his chin up towards him so Michael would have no choice but to be face to face with him. Jeremy waited so that Michael could calm down, as he didn’t want to overload the male in front of him, before leaning down a little and connecting his and Michaels lips.
Holy fuck. This was actually happening, the thing he’s been fantasizing about for the past year was actually happening and my god, did it feel amazing. It took a second before Michael started kissing back, putting his hands on either side of Jeremy’s face. Jeremy’s lips were chapped and rough, not soft and gentle like Michael had thought they would be, but the kiss was still as amazing as he imagined it would be.
After what had felt like hours, but in reality was only about a minute, they broke the kiss, Jeremy because he needed a breath and Michael because he needed a second to process everything. Once he did his entire face turned crimson and he buried his face into the palms of his hands, practically curling into a ball of embarrassment. This made Jeremy giggle and take Michael into his arms, sitting the flustered male in his lap while rubbing his back. “Awww Mikey you are just too cute when you’re flustered like this” This makes Michael groan into the taller males chest. Jeremy chuckles a little before going to brush his hands through the strands of the currently flustered males hair while humming some nonexistent tune softly.
They stay like that for a while, huddled up with each other in the middle of a field of flowers, relishing in each other's company.
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