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Jeremy put his cup of coffee on the table, it was raining buckets outside, the drops fell and slid down the window next to the blonde, it was already getting dark and Michael still hadn't returned from work, this worried Jeremy a lot, he swore that if it happened one more second without the signal of Michael arriving at his little house, he would go out in the middle of the storm just to look for him, but he sighed and decided to wait a little longer, he just wanted Michael to be okay, wait, did Michael take an umbrella before leave? Oh god he didn't, Jeremy remembers telling Mike the weather looked bad, he remembers watching the clouds build up and turn a shade of gray and that he should bring his yellow umbrella, Michael nodded but the only two umbrellas they had in the whole house they remained at this time in their place.
As soon as he realized the existence of Michael's umbrella in his house at that moment he got up from his chair hurrying to finish his coffee and went to change as fast as he could, he put on a coat and as soon as he went to grab his umbrella, from the door came a sound, a "click" and the creak that he made after opening it, it was Michael, he was soaked from head to toe, he brought some purchases, something very common in Michael, sometimes when Mike left work, took advantage and bought something, food or some utensil that was missing in the house, this time was no exception and Michael knew very well that he was in trouble not only for forgetting his umbrella despite seeing the weather, but also for staying longer under the rain just to buy some canned food and who knows what he saw in the supermarket to bring home.
"...Hello sugarplum" It's not like Michael didn't use nicknames on Jeremy, he does, but he was definitely going to have to use too many cute nicknames to avoid his boyfriend's look of concern and annoyance "Gum?" He pulled out a tablet of gum from his pocket to break the tension in the moment, Jeremy didn't change his scowl and his arms crossed position, surprisingly the gum wasn't wet.
"Michael Terrence Afton future Fitzgerald What were you thinking going out and staying outside in all this rain? You could get sick!" He exclaimed, he wasn't angry with Michael, well maybe a little, but if he was very worried about him, Michael was prone to getting sick, adding that it's cold and Michael was wet for hours, and yes, you know that health doesn't work and that water and cold don't make you sick yeah yeah, however I wouldn't be surprised if Michael got sick for that reason " Just...Go take a hot bath please and put on comfortable clothes, and PLEASE, let us know if you feel bad or sick, that it doesn't happen like the last two times" He sighed tired and mentally preparing Michael potentially cold or with a fever; he noticed how his partner did not move forward and saw Michael trying to walk without dirtying the floor and the carpet with mud and water "Don't worry Mike, I'll clean it, but go and take that bath" The already named nodded, he seemed more relaxed when he saw that Jeremy wasn't so upset with him now.
As soon as Michael left, Jeremy started to clean the mud stains that his boyfriend left, he ordered some of the things that he bought and he started to heat some coffee for him and Michael, possibly Michael is a bit tired, have a drink of coffee and watching TV or talking about what they did today or just being together in comfortable silence, snuggled up and enjoying each other's company and warmth does him good, although on second thought he should check on Michael, he looked a little pale when he arrived and I could see a little blush on his cheeks and nose, he just hoped it wasn't a big cold.
In the middle of his cleaning, Jeremy began to think about the brunette, god how he adored Michael, he loved every detail of him, his hair was curly and brown, he had deep dark grayish blue eyes, his skin was tanned and he had little freckles around his nose and cheeks, Jeremy would be lying if he said he didn't love counting and kissing them, the blonde sighed with a smile at the simple fact of thinking about the brunette, he really loved him. Moments later he was brought out of his presumably gay thoughts by the sound of footsteps behind him.
"And? How do I look?" Oh, it was Michael, Jeremy was a little relieved to see that his partner was fine and wearing comfortable clothes, he was wearing a nice yellow sweater with a white azalea bordered in the middle, he also noticed how some drops of water from his disheveled, damp hair but overall it was mostly dry or rather, so to speak, Jeremy would be lying if he said Michael doesn't look good like this, though he hurriedly went to check on Mike to see if he was in good shape, he took his face in his hands and began to confirm his suspicions from earlier, Michael was somewhat pale and had his cheeks and nose a little red, although the reddish color increased when Jeremy cupped his cheeks, Michael was easy to make blush with gestures as simple as the slightest physical touch, whether it is simply a touch of hands or a kiss.
"How you feel? Are you okay?" He asked, now simply running his thumbs over his lover's cheekbones, Mike placed his palms on Jeremy's to feel more of this soft and loving touch, Jeremy's hands were warm, not like his, which were almost always cold, if not frozen, as if every morning he woke up and placed them in a bucket of ice water, a thought that made Jeremy laugh, but he didn't care how cold Michael's hands were, he loved kissing them and just bringing their hands together with his and interlocking their fingers in a firm grip and hesitant but at the same time soft and delicate, it seemed like their hands were like puzzle pieces because of how well they fit together.
"My throat just hurts a little, that's all, nothing to worry about Superstar" He joined Jeremy's hands and kissed his knuckles delicately, he laughed at the silly nickname she gave his boyfriend- I promise- Jeremy smiled in a silly way for this gesture, and proceeded to carefully kiss Michael's forehead, although Michael had to bend down a little, he was taller than Jeremy, and proceeded to laugh more at this. He then kissed Michael's cheeks, they felt surprisingly warm and soft in texture, he could see his blush increasing at the blonde's actions.
And finally, both men looked at each other, it was inevitable that they were going to join their lips in a loving kiss but neither seemed to take the first step, they just admired each other's eyes, Jeremy loved Michael's blue eyes, they were cold and deep, with a particular shine very beautiful for him and Michael analyzed Jeremy's eyes, they were a shade of green, they were bright, happy and full of life, Michael had a deep appreciation for them. And finally, after a great rare moment of just appreciating each other's eyes, Jeremy kissed Michael on the lips, the touch was warm and soft, the rhythm of the kiss was slow, and from time to time they ran their hands up and down their faces and each other's hair, Jeremy would sometimes pinch Michael's hair or just comb it carelessly, however, the fidgeting of hands ended when they finally settled into the typical pose with Michael's arms around Jeremy's neck and Jeremy's arms hugging Michael's lower back, both felt how little by little the air was running out but it didn't matter, all to enjoy this little moment of warmth and love, with them demonstrating it, not with words but with an action as simple as a warm kiss and large.
"I still don't believe you" The green-eyed man finally said when he separated from his boyfriend "Sorry Mikey, but you look sick and you know very well how you get when you get sick" The blonde put his hands on his waist while saying this, he loved Mikey. Michael, and he knew him very well, he knew that Michael was pretending not to be sick, but until he confessed, there was nothing he could do, but he could give him a chance this time and blindly believe him.
"Aww, come on Peaches, you trust me, right?" Michael said, hugging the blonde, resting his chin on his shoulder, and then resting his cheek, he began to rub circles on Jeremy's back to calm him down and convince him "I give you my word, I'm fine, I promise, word of an Afton" And with a last breath, Jeremy accepts this, not that he could do much after all, besides, what could go wrong?.
"You promise?"
"I promise"
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Of course he broke the promise, of course Michael was sick, of course he didn't have to trust when he said 'word of an Afton' AN AFTON. And here we are, Michael in bed with a high fever and with Jeremy by his side, taking care of him, was Jeremy upset? a little, maybe a little a lot, but he was mostly worried about Michael, maybe he should have insisted, but that didn't matter now.
"I told you to let me know if you were sick" He whispered as he placed his hand on Michael's forehead, it was hot, luckily Michael agreed to take medicine and that he didn't make a hell of a fight for them "I'm going to get you some water and maybe something fo-" He felt an arm pull him as soon as he got up to leave the room, almost instantly falling to the bed next to Michael, not long after some arms wrapped him in a hug, obviously it was Michael, who seemed not to want to detach himself from Jeremy, Michael certainly didn't seem to want to get away from Jeremy when he was sick, Michael said it was because he was going to die or something, which was just an excuse to have all the blonde's attention on him.
"Stay" the brunette whispered, sounding tired and raspy, tightening his hold on Jeremy. The aforementioned looked at him for a few moments and decided to stay for a few minutes at least, carefully placed his hand on Michael's head and delicately began to move it to give him affection, it was a simple and slow movement, but with a synchronicity. Michael seemed to relax at the touch, so he consequently loosened his hold on Jeremy little by little until he finally released Jeremy, watching as Jeremy walked away, for a few moments he gave him a sad look and began to mutter things that Jeremy couldn't hear, but assumed they were requests to stay.
"Look, I'm not going to leave you, okay? I'll just go get something and when you least know it I'll be back here" he cupped Michael's cheek affectionately after saying this, the blue-eyed man nodded and prepared to wait. Jeremy was right, it didn't take long, he just went to get some water and some comfortable clothes for himself and by the time he finished, he was already with Michael "See? I told you it wouldn't take long" he laughed between words, he felt how Michael lay down next to him looking for affection, he carefully placed his head on Jeremy's chest, listening to his heartbeat relaxed him for a few moments, so Jeremy with his hand began to comb Michael's curls, they felt soft, a little difficult to comb but he managed to do it without disturbing the brunette. He felt how Michael's hand was intertwined with his in a moment, his thumb was making soft movements in the palm of his hand, he simply let the brunette do those actions, although in a moment they stopped.
"Mikey?" Asked the blond, he felt how the brown-haired man simply breathed in a peaceful and calm way, his movements stopped and in a few seconds the green-eyed man realized that Michael had fallen asleep "Good night" Jeremy formed a silly smile and kissed his boyfriend's disheveled hair and simply hugged him, trying to sleep at least a little on that cold and rainy autumn night, it took him a short time to do it, the noise of the drops falling in seas somehow ended up being used so that the blonde could fall asleep.
The next morning they were both sick