psa i wrote a one shot similar to this before but i saw a head canon for this on tumblr so,, TRIGGER WARNING: cutting mentions, reference to vomiting

     Michael had arrived at Jeremy's house and had been standing knocking at the door for what seemed to be ten minutes. He had gotten a text earlier saying "Come over" so he assumed he would be home, but he hadn't heard any noise from in the house. He opened up the door to walk inside from the cold night, assuming Jeremy wouldn't mind or he was out doing something and would be home soon. A sound that resembled crashing caused Michael to jump, his eyes quickly looking upstairs to where the noise came from. A noise that sounded like a scream sounded next, and he knew the voice to be Jeremy's. He ran up the stairs, rushing down the small hallway to Jeremy's room. 

     "Jeremy!" Michael slammed the door open, seeing the boy rocking back and fourth in the corner. There were bottles of Mountain Dew red thrown across the floor, some empty and some half full. Jeremy was trying to open the bottle cap to one of them, but his fingers shaking so much that he couldn't. Michael dashed over and collapsed to Jeremy's side, quickly wrapping his arms tightly around the other. The boy tried to tug out of his grasp but Michael only gripped tighter, trying to keep him grounded.

     "M-Michael please open thi-" Jeremy tried to stutter out to Michael that he needed help, but ended up screaming into the other boys chest. 

     "You're safe, I'm here. It's gonna go away... Breathe, Jeremy. Breathe..." He spoke quickly to Jeremy, taking the Mountain Dew red from his hands and opening the bottle. Jeremy was quick to grab it back, chugging it quickly and reaching for another.

     "I ne-need more... The fucking... The fucking pain, Mich. I can't ta-take it! Se-See that knife? Please... Please hand it to me." Jeremy managed to say, collapsing deeper into Michael's chest as he whimpered out. Michael's expression fell blank, entangling his legs in Jeremy's and putting his lips against his neck.

     "No... Jeremy, you're not..." His voice trailed off, seeing Jeremy dig his fingernails deep into his palms. He saw as he released them small scars, and as he looked up his arms he saw huge gashes of scars. 

     "It distracts fr-from the other pain... He te-tells me to do it sometimes..." Jeremy's voice sounded helpless as he stared blankly at the knife across the room on the floor. He tried to struggle out of Michael's arms to reach across but Michael held him back.

     "Drink, more. Here... Please... Fuck Jeremy. I need you to drink this... If this ever happens again you need to tell me immediately... This isn't going to keep happening! You hear that, you fucker? Get out!" Michael was yelling to the squip, knowing his voice couldn't make an impact but he hoped something would happen. He handed Jeremy another opened Mountain Dew red, watching him sip on it slowly, nearly dropping it in his shaking hands.

     "H-He's never going to leave..." He whimpered again, Michael held his hand out for Jeremy to grab. He squeezed it tightly as he screamed into Michael's sweatshirt again. 

     "I'll try anything and everything to try to make him go away. Jer... Keep breathing please... No more cutting... I'm going to start coming over more... I'm an idiot... I'm so sorry." Michael exhaled, kissing Jeremy's neck softly. He felt the boy shudder in his arms, but then relax and turn around to kiss him. He kissed his deeply on the lips, almost aggressively.  

      "He told m-me not to do that... So I di-did it anyways..." Jeremy gave a soft smile, yet tears still rushed out of his eyes. His head was pounding to the point he could only hear the squip's screams at him.

     Get it together, Jeremy. Find the bad guy, push him aside! We can be more chill... Together... Again!

     "Le-Leave me alone!" Jeremy yelled, gasping as he felt pain follow quickly. He jumped and felt Michael's lips trailing down his neck again.

     "You're okay... Well, you're not. And that's okay... Shh... Need more?" He held up a Mountain Dew red but saw Jeremy shake his head.

     "I-I'll puke if I do..." Michael nodded, rubbing Jeremy's stomach under his shirt. Jeremy leant closer to Michael, burying his face in his chest. He continued to whimper and groan but felt Michael's body closer to him each time he lashed out. 

     "Hey... Our anniversary is soon right? A whole year... What do you want to do to celebrate?" Michael murmured, trying his best to distract the other.

     "Ac-Actually... I was hoping we co-could just put on a bunch of movies and... and cu-cuddle and all that cute shit all day... Ma-Maybe sex..." Jeremy trailed off a little at the end, hiccuping from crying but managing to smile up to Michael. Michael blushed and kissed Jeremy again. 

     "Sounds amazing babe, I'll even bring weed. We can smoke it together..."

     "L-Like passing the jo-joint...?"

     "Yeah, like that."

     "I've... I've always wanted to..." Jeremy's voice was quiet, he felt his breath start to regulate out again.

     Stop it, Jeremy. Lets enable the optic nerve blocking...

     "No! I-I love him!" He shouted out, holding his head in his hands. 

     "I love him..." Michael repeated back to Jeremy, more so to the squip. The boys kissed long and passionately, trying to forget the world around them. Jeremy could taste the faint weed on Michael's tongue as they clashed together. Biting down on Michael's lip from the head pain, he felt Michael hold his arms around the small of his back. Jeremy directed Michael's hands lower, so they rested gently on his ass.

     "He's... leaving..."

     "Get out, get out, get out..." Michael whispered to the squip, feeling Jeremy go limp for a second before reanimating and connecting their lips once more.

     Jeremy!

    He ignored the cry of the almost robotic voice, hearing it shut down shakily once more. Smiling against the kiss, he felt Michael squeeze his ass. Michael's eyes were tearing up but he continued to lust over Jeremy. He was happy more than anything that his boyfriend was okay.

     "I fucking love you, Jeremy. Don't forget that... I fucking love you..." Michael said with almost a tone of fear and stern in his voice. The other boy lit up bright red, giving a tug to Michael's lip in his own.

     "I love you too... Let me do something..." Jeremy got up slowly, Michael following after him. He walked over nervously to the knife on the floor, picking it up carefully. Placing it in Michael's hands, he looked up to him with dry tears on his face.

    "Th-Throw it out for me..." Michael nodded, flipping it so it was closed. He went to the bathroom and flushed it down the toilet. They watched together in silence as it disappeared, Jeremy leaning into Michael's arms. Michael gripped tight around the others shoulders, leading the pair of them to the bed and tackling him playfully onto the mattress.

     "I know what we should do to really... Piss that squip off..." Michael's voice was full of lust as he smiled naughtily to Jeremy. The taller boy grabbed Michael and pulled him down on him, the couple grinding against each other and eventually taking the others shirt off.

     "He'd hate this."

     "He can go fuck himself."

     "Or you can fuck me..."

     "I like the sound of that."

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a.n: heyhey dab i don't have much to say,, do you guys have anything you want made into a one shot??? comment here plz i need some inspiration and i rlly love all of u talented people <3