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MELLPHY ONESHOTS EEK

Summary:

this is for michael bc he introduced me to mellphy and got me obsessed (ILY MICHAELLL)

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It was a friday after school, and Connor and Michael were hanging out in Michael’s basement. They were both stoned out of their minds. They had done this bunches of times before, but today, Michael noticed Connor just staring at him for moments at a time.

 

   “Con?” He asked, as if he was trying to get Connor out of a trance or something. “You okay dude? You’ve been off today.” Michael seemed genuinely concerned for Connor.

 

   “Yeah, i’m fine.. I just got something on my mind.” Connor says. Obviously, whatever was on his mind was really bothering him. “Well, what’s up then?” Michael asks, turning himself to fully face Connor, looking at the pale boy before him.

 

   “Promise you won’t think differently of me?” Connor asks, anxiety lacing his voice.

 

   “Promise.” Michael responds, confidence in his tone.

 

   “I like you Michael, more than just a friend. Matter of fact, i’ve actually liked you for awhile, since before we were friends. But recently, I just can’t get you out of my mind. I’m always thinking about you, and it’s driving me nuts.” Connor rambles, leaving Michael to sit in shock infront of him.

 

   “Connor- you do?” Michael almost seems.. happy? He seems excited that Connor likes him.

 

   “No, that’s why I just rambled about how I can’t get you out of my head. Of course I fucking do-“ And without warning, Michael feels a wave of confidence go over him, and he leans in, kissing Connor.

 

   The kiss was amazing. Connor’s rough lips felt amazing against Michael’s softer ones. It didn’t last long, but to the boys, it felt like it lasted hours.

 

   “God,” Connor speaks up. “I have no idea why I didn’t tell you that earlier.” He laughs softly, and Michael is pretty sure this is the first time he’s ever heard Connor laugh.

 

   “So..” Michael says. “Does this mean we’re… y’know..”

 

   “Boyfriends?” Connor asks, practically finishing Michael’s sentence.

 

   “Yeah..” Michael replies, nervousness kicking in.

 

   “Yeah, I’d like that. Would you?” Connor asks, something about his tone oddly gentle.

 

   “Yeah… Yeah, I would.” Michael replies, smiling softly.

 

   Connor returns the smile, going back in to kiss Michael once more. 

 

   And for the first time in ages, both of the boys feel genuinely happy and loved.