au where michael is squipped instead,, but his squip is GAY

     "Dude, you've been acting weird, is everything alright?" Jeremy looked to his best friend in concern, putting a hand on his shoulder affectionately. The pair was stopped in the hallway after the final bell had just rung, and they always met up to go over to the other's house everyday. They were best friends. Michael's face was burning bright red, feeling the voice screaming at him inside of his head.

     Give him the pill, it's in your hand! You can be with him...

     Shuddering, Michael looked at the grey pill in his hand. He gripped it tighter in his sweaty palms, trying his best to control his body and not give Jeremy the pill.

     "I'm f-fine... Just not feeling that well. Let's just go get stoned."

     Idiot! Just give it to him! Think of his lips against yours...

     "S-Stop!" Michael slammed his hands over his mouth, wincing as Jeremy raised an eyebrow at him.

     "I've known you all my life, you've never acted like this. Are you on something?" He gulped, shaking his head no before starting to walk out from the school. Jeremy followed close behind, frowning that his friend was hiding something from him. He was trying to get closer to the other because he wanted to try to flirt with Michael, but he thought he would ruin what they had if he did. Michael flinched a lot as they walked along the sidewalk, eventually getting to the point where Jeremy stopped him. Looking deep into his eyes, he saw flecks of blue lines scattering Michael's, remembering something Rich had told him awhile ago.

     "Oh my god Michael. You didn't... Squip?" His voice cracked as he saw Michael break eye contact, hiding his view from Jeremy.

     He'll want one now! You can even slip it into a drink...

     "I-I had to! Everyone hates me, Jer. I hate myself! I thought it would make me better... More likable..." Tears lined Jeremy's eyes as he felt Michael's truth stab at him. He was hurt that his friend had hid it from him but he knew it was hard for him to admit.

     "I don't hate you, I love you Michael... Please, what turns it off?" Jeremy would always tell Michael he loved him, in a "friend" way. He always hoped for more but Michael usually just smiled sadly to him. Michael wished he could build the confidence to tell Jeremy he loved him too.

     "I can't tell you. I need him! He's helping me be... more chill." 

     Good... Yes, you need me! You couldn't survive without me, Michael.

     "Michael, You're amazing the way you are! Everything about you is wonderful! Look, you're personality is amazing. And you're so cute I can't process it..."

     What's this?

     Michael looked at Jeremy in some shock, Jeremy blushing as he realized what he had said. They continued silently along the path until they got to Michael's house and went into his basement. 

     Give it to him.

     "No! He can't! It'll hurt him!" He yelled out, taking a joint from somewhere and lighting it promptly. Blowing out the smoke slowly, he felt tears in his eyes. Jeremy bit his lip scared, trying to figure out some way to approach Michael. He took out his phone to look up what could help stop the squip but found nothing.

     "Please tell me... It's hurting you! I can't stand it if it's hurting you Mich..."

     I'm not hurting you! I'm making you better...

     "B-But without him I'll never be with yo-" He stopped quickly, putting the joint into his mouth again and inhaling the sickeningly sweet scent. 

     "With... you?"

     "You weren't supposed to hear that." Michael said gruffly, his voice laced with raspiness from the weed. Jeremy sat closer to Michael on the bean bag chair they were sat in. He leant his head gently onto Michael's shoulder, being taller but somehow able to cuddle into Michael's side perfectly. 

     "I wanted to hear that..."

     "Y-You did?"

     "I really did... I guess I'm in love with you... Or at least, that's what I mean when I say I love you..." Michael looked to the other boy lovingly but somewhat embarrassed, and he put his arm around Jeremy nervously. They cuddled closer to each other, the smell of weed lingering blissfully between them.

     You're pathetic! This is disgusting. Where's your confidence? You shouldn't be doing this without-

     "Mountain Dew red."

     "W-What?"

     "That's what shuts him off. In the mini fridge right there..." Jeremy got up quickly as he ran open to tear open the fridge door. He grabbed the bottle and popped the cap off, rushing back to Michael and tripping a little. Somehow he managed to fall back into Michael's embrace, giving him the drink. Michael took a long sip, feeling the voice die out in his mind. He took the joint in his hand and took another deep inhale.

     "I want a hit." Jeremy stated, looking at Michael with glossy eyes. Blushing, Michael took Jeremy's chin in his hand nervously. He opened his mouth with smoke still inside, letting Jeremy inhale the weed from his mouth. After the smoke had passed in between them, Jeremy felt the high hit him. He looked dazed at Michael, smiling lazily. He leaned up to kiss Michael, straddling him between his legs. Michael almost pulled away surprised, but quickly melted into the kiss and started pulling at Jeremy's lips with his own. Jeremy bit down a little on his lip, moaning against the kiss as he gripped tight on Michael's sweatshirt. 

     "We're high."

     "We're high and not gonna regret this. Promise?"

     "Promise." Michael smiled, pushing his hands under Jeremy's shirt and lifting it off his chest. Blushing, Jeremy tried to cover his pale body a little and took Michael's sweatshirt and shirt off swiftly. His eyes lit up as he looked at the others body, smiling as he started kissing down Michael's soft skin. He started by leaving hickeys on his collarbone then a trail of kisses down his ribs and stomach. Stopping at his sweatpants, he traveled back up to his mouth. He rested his hand on Michael's chest, laying on him as he kissed him softly. The marijuana taste lingered between their lips, causing Michael to moan softly. Jeremy thought he could taste the Mountain Dew red and smiled a little bit.

     "C-Can we call each other... Boyfriends?" Jeremy murmured quietly. There was a part of him that craved the title of a relationship, and smiled again when Michael nodded. Michael kissed his cheek, holding Jeremy in his arms. There were little electrocution marks on his wrist from where the Squip had shocked him for masturbation. Jeremy took Michael's wrist in his hand, placing his lips on the marks and kissing them softly over and over. 

     "I'm gonna make sure you drink Mountain Dew red until he's gone forever." He stated, rubbing the scars with his thumb.

     "Jeremy?"

     "Yeah?"

     "I love you too."

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