Btw I haven't heard the whole musical, just a couple songs. I automatically shipped these two like wow. Sorry if the characters aren't totally accurate :/
I heard it's CANON like OMG BOYF RIENDS (I may be wrong tho)

Michael's POV
I sniff a little, sitting down in the bathtub. It's just... Michael in the bathroom... at a party...

I had calmed down a little since splashing some water on my face, yet I was still a little upset.

I thought we were a team! What the hell happened? I was his player two... Damn it! He's fucking replaced me... Fuck!

I slam my fist into the wall beside me.

Again.

And again.

I left a pretty nasty mark... I kinda feel sorry for the kid who has to explain that to their parents... but I really did need to vent that frustration.

I think I see a small hole in the wall plaster. Oops.

I peeked through and saw several kids staring at the hole. Uhh... sorry...?

Most of them shrugged and went back to dancing and grinding up on each other. Ugh. Thank god they're probably so fucking drunk right now.

"Hey! Open up!" I heard a muffled voice from the door. They start pounding their fist on the wood.

"Crap!" I gasp, jumping up. What the hell am I gonna do about the wall? I start frantically worrying.

"I know you're in here!" They yelled, shouting louder this time. Crap. Shit. Fuck.

"Uhh, hell... Yeah, I'll be out soon!" I panic, closing the shower curtains behind be.

"Michael. Seriously. Out, now." I hear them call again. How do they know it's me?

I pull open the door quickly, my eyes widening when I met the gaze of the other person. Jeremy.

"J-Jeremy?" I stumble, my jaw dropping.

"Who else, nerd?" He smiled a little, putting a hand on his hip.

"You didn't hear any of that, did you?" I asked hoping he was oblivious to what I was doing in the bathroom.

"Bro, I've been here for ages. I pretty much heard it all." He shrugged.

"What...?" I panicked.

"From... 'no you can't come in', if I remember correctly. Yeah, that was me."

"Crap" I breathed, embarrassed as hell.

"When I heard the banging, I started panicking and tried yelling." He mumbled, looking down.

"Uhh..." I remembered the broken wall.

"What? Is there something else I should know?" He probed.

"N-no!" I panicked.

"You're lying. Are you hurt?" He asked, grabbing my limbs to check them. He then saw my hands. My knuckles, torn to shit.

"It's nothing" I lied.

"Michael." He frowned, pulling my hands closer to his face to inspect them.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." I tried to pull my hands away.

"What or who did you hit?" He said, ignoring my protests and looking back up at me.

"Nothing"

"It's in the bathroom, isn't it?" He replied, pushing past me.

"Jeremy, wait -"

"Michael. Please, let me help. It the least I an do. I've been ignoring you all night, so I have to make it up to you." He looked back at me with a sincere look.

"Y-you don't have to." I blushed a little.

He said nothing and began looking around the room. He went straight for the tub, reeling back the curtain.

"Jesus, Michael! What did you do to the goddamn wall?" He gasped, identifying the huge dent a surrounding the hole I made.

"I... punched it... I was frustrated, okay?" I admitted.

He turned to me, saying nothing. His expression was clouded with many emotions.

"..."

"Jer... dude, please. Can we just leave...?" I asked.

"..." he looked at me for a few moments before nodding.

We left the party in silence, walking to his house with little communication.

~time skip bc canon~

I fidgeted in my beanbag, looking into my lap.

"Jer, please just... say something. I get that you're mad at me for breaking the wall, but dude... my head was all messed up because I thought you were replacing me and stuff..." I sniffed, staring at him. He sat in his beanbag, looking away from me.

"... Michael, I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at myself. If I hadn't ignored you, treated you like crap, made you think all those things... you wouldn't have had a meltdown in the bathroom. You wouldn't have hit the wall... you... wouldn't have gotten... hurt..." he finally turned to me, and I saw he was holding back tears.

"Jer..." I breathed. I had no words. I was shocked.

"Sorry... Michael." He sniffed, the tears rolling down his cheeks. Fuck... Jer...

I leaned over to him, pulling him in for a tight hug.

"Calm down, Jer. It's okay... shh..." I soothed, my own tears started to spill.

"... Michael" he sniffed, hugging back.

"Yes, Jer. I'm a little mad at you too. But that doesn't mean I can't forgive you. You're my player one. We're a team, bud. Whatever happens, I'm sticking by your side" I smiled a little.

"Dude... I... Thank you." He smiled before putting his face into the space between my neck and shoulder, sniffing frequently.

"No problem. Want me to make snacks and we can watch a movie?" I offered, pulling away to look at him. His eyes were puffy and red, and a blush was plastered from ear to ear.

"S-sure. My parents won't be home till tommorow. Wanna break out the pot?" He asked. (Idk if they actually smoke, but I saw it a few fanfics and animations)

"Go for it. Pick a movie too." I smiled, getting up. He nodded and headed for the weed stash. I headed to the kitchen and made some popcorn, grabbing plenty of soda and candy while I was there.

I smiled as I thought of his cute face... He didn't know, but he was totally a guy I'd be kinda into.

"Mike! You ready? I'm gonna start without you if you don't get your ass in here!" Jeremy hollered.

"Okay, dude! I'll be there soon!" I called back to him.

I picked up all the snacks and sodas, carrying them back to his room.

I returned to find him already lighting one without me, air freshner cans were laid on the floor beside him. He inhaled a gulp of smoke, sighing as he let it back out.

"Hey, gimme a hit" I smirked, leaning over his shoulder to put my mouth around the end of the spliff. I savoured the taste of is mouth mixed with weed.

"U-uhh, hey" I heard him gulp. I smiled as I breathed it back out, occasionally making little o-shaped smoke clouds.

"Yo" I replied, setting the snacks down in front of the two beanbags that faced the TV.

"Want me to light another one for you?" He asked as I sat down on my beanbag beside him.

"Nah, we can share. I don't mind if you smoke most of it yourself." I replied, pressing play for the movie.

"Cool" he mumbled, taking another hit before passing it to me.

"Thanks" I took a massive gulp, blowing it back in his face when I was done.

"Haha, dude stop" he giggled.

"Nope" I smiled, doing the same thing again.

"I'm gonna have to make myself smell like old people and flowers, chill out!" He continued, pointing to the air freshners we would have to use before his parents get home.

I smiled again and handed it back to him.

We sat like that for hours; watching movie after movie, handing the spliff back and forth, sometimes throwing popcorn at each other. Jeremy ended up on the floor in front of me, leaning against one of my legs.

"What now dude? I don't really wanna watch another..." Jer sighed, clearly high. His eyes were now still red, but no longer from crying.

"Not sure... wanna play a game? Not like, a video game. I'm a bit too tired for the hand eye coordination thing." I yawned.

"Cool. How about a question game? I'm sure there's at least something we don't know about each other." He grinned.

"Sure. I'll go first. who is your current or crush or if you don't have one, who was it?" I asked, throwing myself right into the deep end.

"Umm... well I am crushing on someone right now, but I'd rather not disclose the details. Dude, I have a feeling you're gonna tell them." He replied, turning around.

"Them? So it could be a girl or a boy?" I continued.

"No fair you had two questions in a row. Save it for after mine, bro." He whined.

"Well, what is your question?"

"What about you? Same question" he blinked.

"Same answer you gave" I smirked. He'll nah I ain't telling him I like him like that.

"Oh, so you could also be crushing on a guy?" He mused.

"Oh, so it is a guy!" Damn, he stuck himself in that one, didn't he?

"... fine, yes it's a guy." He pouted.

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, mine is also a guy." I smiled proudly.

"Is he cute?" He asked.

"Uh uh. That's two in a row, bro. Three technically" I grinned.

He pouted and crossed his arms. "Fine. Ask me something. Anything."

"Would you date anyone but him? Like if you couldn't be with him, would you mind dating somebody else?" I clarified.

"No. Only him." He replied with no hesitation. "What about you?"

"Same answer. No one but him" I sighed, taking another hit. "Is your's cute?"

"Adorable as hell. I wouldn't trade him for anyone." He smiled. "How do you think he'd react if he knew?"

"Okay, one, he would probably hate me because we have a certain type of bond that isn't the easiest to transition to lovers. And two, you would trade me for him? Bro?" I gave him a sour look.

"U-uhh... sorry that came out wrong. Like... Oh I don't know. I'm not trading you for him, end of. I get him either way, regardless the relationship we have." He gave up, slumping on the floor.

"What?" Is he... saying what I think he's saying...?

"... I have a huge ass crush... on you, Michael" he sighs, scrunching up his face in worry. "Dude, just forget I said anything. Gimme a hit" he took the spliff from me and inhaled his biggest gulp I've ever seen him take.

"... Jer -" I started.

"Just drop it. I don't wanna talk about it" He frowned, taking another hit.

"Jeremy."

"No"

"Yes, Jeremy. We will talk about it."

"No we won't because I'm not even going to entertain the idea." He got up and slumped down on his bed, putting his arm under his head as he stared up at the ceiling.

"You will when you actually listen to what I'm gonna say" I said sternly, getting up.

"No I won't. Just drop it, okay?" He grumbled as I walked up to him.

"I know for a fact, that you will." I stated, leaning over him.

"W-what are you doing?" He asked, his red eyes widening.

"This..." I replied as I lowered my lips to his, kissing him. He wasn't kissing back. I started panicking, and pulled away quickly.

"..." He blinked a few times, processing what just happened.

"Uhh... s-sorry - I, uh" I panicked.

"Don't be" he finally replied, pulling me back down. He kissed me passionately.

I kissed back roughly, putting my hands on either side of him as I climbed on the bed to sit beside him.

"Huh... that was... amazing!" he gasped once he pulled away for air.

"I. Have. No. Words. Jeremy... I'm just gonna come out and say it... you're totally a guy that I would be kinda into" I smiled.