More fluff
I blame some adorable art for this
That art is this. It's Cryptidsp00n/Scribs art and I love it
Also this is like two one shots in one!?

TW: swearing
Also
So much fluff has been posted today

Jeremy thought practically everything about Michael was precious. Everything. Everything about that boy was pure. His laugh, his eyes, his smile, his existence.

But Jeremy might have just discovered the purest and cutest thing about Michael.

And that was his hands.

And not in a weird fetish way.

No.

His hands were just so tiny and Jeremy was week to tiny things. Like if he sees tiny shoes or tiny mittens he squeaks. They're just cute.

So when he seems Michael with his sleeves all the way down...he realized just how tiny Michael's hands were.

And he couldn't help but grab his hands and smile the most lovestruck smile ever.

"J-Jeremy why are you so infatuated with my hands?" Michael asked, pulling away and shoving them in his pockets.

"They're adorable Michael." Jeremy grabbed his boyfriend's arm and pulled his hand back out. "Like...it's so small! My hands can legit enclose around it to where you can't see it, it's pure."

"Well I don't like it..." Michael mumbled and Jeremy cocked his head with a slightly heartbroken expression on his face.

"Why not?"

"Because they're tiny, feminine little hands! They look like baby hands...I'm just insecure about it..." Michael mumbled and Jeremy hugged him, putting his hands in Michael's pockets and finding his hands, holding them gently.

"Well I think they're adorable. Just like you, my adorable little boyfriend." Jeremy kissed Michael's temple gently, and Michael's caramel cheeks turned a dark crimson at the affection. "And I love them. Your tiny baby hands. They're just...you."

"Awe thanks Jeremy..." He smiled awkwardly and Jeremy pulled his hands back out.

"Now look at them, and what do you see?"

"I...I see my hands." Jeremy turned Michael around and cupped the bottom of his hands.

"Now what do you see?"

"I see...I see our hands..."

"Turn your hands over. And again, what do you see?"

"We're holding hands. I see that we're holding hands... you're holding my hands in yours as if they were the most fragile material in the world."

"Exactly. And you know how true that is? Because you get hurt easily and it hurts...so I'm gentle with you...because I don't wanna hurt you again."

Michael blushed heavily and wrapped his arms around Jeremy.

"You don't have to treat me like I'm Cinderella's glass slipper Jere...just treat me like me..."

"I do, Love...I always have." Jeremy moved his pointer finger and thumb to Michael's chin and lifted it. "I treat you like you deserve to be treated. You deserve the best, the sweetest, most gentle kind of attentionz and that's what I'm gonna provide." Jeremy picked Michael up off his feet and carried him upstairs.

"How are you so strong?"

"Push ups. One of the only good things to come out of...you know what." Michael nodded, nuzzling his head into Jeremy's shoulder.

"I know...I know Jere..." He grabbed Jeremy's cardigan where he heard was and gently gripped it. "That and...you realized you loved me..." Michael smiled and Jeremy leaned down and kissed him.

"I'm glad I realized that. My adorable best friend turned out to be my adorable boyfriend...all along...I shouldn't have thought I had to be straight to be cool."

"Hey it's okay Jere... I'm never gonna judge you for it..." Michael moved his tiny hand to Jeremy's cheek, and Jeremy smiled, sitting Michael down on the bed, crawling in with him.

"I know you are Micha...I know you're never gonna judge me...because I know you love me...and I wish I'd known sooner."

"That doesn't matter now Jere...you know now, don't you?" Michael was curling into a ball against Jeremy's stomach. Jeremy moved his hands to hold Michael's, and Michael moved Jeremy's hands up to his lips and kissed them softly, and Jeremy smiled so wide at it.

"I love you so much my smol, adorable baby Boyf Riend."

"I love you too ya Walnut."

"Why do you call me that?"

"I dunno."

"Whatever. It's cute. Like you. You're cute."

"You're cuter."

"Michael why are you so nice?"

"Because I just am."

"Okay. I officially have fallen in love with you again."

"I'm always falling in love with you."

"I'm always find new reasons to love and protect you, my smol boy."

"Why are you so cute?"

"I don't know Michael, why are you so cute?"

"Oh my God I love you so much."

"I love you too."

"Are we gonna keep doing this?"

"Yes."

That was short but I'm proud of it