TRIGGER WARNING: homophobia

     "Michael, I feel weird wearing this." Jeremy was adorned in sparkles under his eyes, a striped bisexual pride tank and shorts that were probably to short for comfort. Michael's eyes glimmered, from the glitter he had applied but the pride he had for the other.

     "You look amazing! Plus, pride is for wearing an excessive amount of gay shit. Ready to go?"

     "I guess?" Grabbing his hand, Michael and Jeremy made the small walk from their apartment which they lived in together to the side of the road for the pride parade. Jeremy wrapped his arms protectively around Michael, smiling as they settled in the crowds of people to watch the floats go by. 

     "It's really cool, actually..." His voice trailed off, catching the glance of Rich and Jake making out on top of a float.

     "We could do that." Michael commented, stealing a kiss to Jeremy's cheek. The other's face blushed bright red almost to match the red in the rainbow on Michael's shirt. 

     "B-But wouldn't people judge us and-"

     "It's pride. All we're gonna get is acceptance, babe. Plus like some homophobic dicks but they don't matter." Glancing over, Michael saw Rich and Jake waving them over. Jeremy looked hesitant but let Michael pull him over to the float. It was slow enough for the boys to jump up next to the others on the float adorned in rainbow streamers and a fuck ton of sequins. 

     "Hey, how you like your first pride Jer?" Jake mentioned, his arm around Rich's unclothed torso tightly. Jeremy realized he was staring at the others, quickly fumbling with his shorts a little.

      "It's pretty interesting... I just feel like I don't belong. I'm so new to the community and I feel like people won't like that..."

     "No! It's not like that. People just love... people! Like, I love you." Michael hugged his boyfriend tightly, Rich awing at the couple.

     "Take off some layers guys! It's important you don't overheat. Plus, you're both pretty hot." Rich added in with an ironic wink, Jake becoming defensive and stepping closer to Rich. Michael shrugged as he took off his signature sweatshirt, followed by his shirt. Averting eye contact, Jeremy stood rubbing his arm awkwardly as he held the hem of his shorts as to try to make them go down further. He felt self conscious of his body, and he still was scared to be at the parade. Michael connected his lips to Jeremy as he saw him nervous, then moving his lips to his ear.

     "It's okay. You don't have to." He whispered to the taller one, holding his hand and giving it a small squeeze. Jeremy exhaled deeply, smiling weakly to Michael.

     "I just... want to fit in." He gripped the bottom of his shirt tight, shakily taking it off of him. Staring at his skinny pale body, he gulped and hid his face in Michael's shoulder. 

     "Looking hot, Heere." Jake had sensed the discomfort in the other, remembering his own first pride experience and trying to support Jeremy through it. Rich smiled up at Jake, resting his head on his chest. Michael wrapped his arms around Jeremy from behind, kissing his shoulder softly.

     "Mine." He whispered, moving his hands down to Jeremy's hips and gripping tightly. Even though he was significantly shorter, Michael acted more dominant in their relationship. He felt the other shake for a second in his grasp and looked over to a group of homophobic people. Jake had started yelling at them but Rich was trying to calm him down, still flipping the group off a little.

      "Fuck off! This isn't your parade!" Michael shouted, holding Jeremy tighter. 

     "Get your homosexuality out of my town!" It was a younger woman, and her eyes were fiercely fixated on Jeremy.

      "Not happening, hun!" Michael had starting undoing his pants, Jeremy looking at him in a little shock as he mumbled things trying to understand what was happening. He pulled them off to reveal rainbow boxers underneath, Jeremy quickly standing behind his boyfriend and gripping his hips protectively. Michael turned around in his arms, kissing Jeremy passionately and holding his face in his hands. The woman looked appalled, grabbing what seemed to be her child and covering his eyes.

      "Don't look, you'll become one of them."

      "Hey, kid! Watch this! Maybe you'll turn out to be queer." Jeremy yelled out, surprised of his own actions. He dipped Michael, kissing him deeply again. They made out a little, earning a small cheer from the audience. Jeremy had managed to kick down his shorts, revealing bisexual striped shorts. Michael laughed softly, resting his hands on the top of Jeremy's ass and squeezing it lovingly. 

     "You're doing amazing, you feel okay?"

     "Great, actually. We should go fuck, honestly." Jeremy had struck a wave of new confidence from telling the woman off, holding the small of Michael's back in his lanky fingers. They kissed quickly again, Michael blushing as he looked over to Rich and Jake.

      "When we get home... For now just take in the view." Looking around him, Jeremy became aware of everyone watching them. He smiled a little as he looked at the amounts of support coming from all different people. The thought appeared to him that never before he had been this comfortable with his sexuality, and now where he was he felt incredible. 

     "Michael!"

     "Yeah? What's wrong?"

     "I'm kinda gay!" Michael melted at his boyfriend, hugging him tightly. 

     "Yes! You are. And you're my kinda gay. We're kinda gay." He smiled brightly, tears almost coming to his eyes but he decided to bite his tongue to keep from crying. Rich and Jake had sat down in some heated make out session, but flashing a thumbs up to the boys as they straddled one another. 

     "I love you, Mich." He brought the others face to his, holding his jaw in his hand. Jeremy kissed Michael again, pushing and pulling against his lips lustfully. Michael bit down a little on the taller one's lip, holding his hand around the back of his head. 

     "I love you more, you handsome bisexual." He whispered before they went back to their kiss. The boy with his homophobic mother smiled a little, looking up to his fuming mother as he was pulled away.

     "Get some, Michael!" Rich called out, Jeremy blushing bright red. Michael smiled a little against Jeremy's lips, holding his ass in his free hand. They pulled apart and looked deep into each others eyes, resting their foreheads together as the crowds inspirited love to not only them, but the community around them.

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a.n: this idea was from @TheChillSpider haha sorry i couldn't do better! hope you enjoy tho,, always feel free to request me through dm or commenting ! c: