Quick note: ***PLEASE READ MY MORE RECENT FICS RATHER THAN MY FIRST ONES. While I still don't like my writing, I can tell that I have gotten better over time. I don't want to delete my first few but please don't judge how good of a writer I am based on them. If you are looking to see and judge my writing, look at the later oneshots. (Well, some of them.) thank you!!

A/n: okay, I hope you all are okay with the headcannon of trans Jeremy. If not then....sorry....
I wrote this about a week ago and figured it was about time I posted it. Mkay, I'll get back to the story.
Comments make my day!!

"Hey Micha"
Jeremy mumble-whispered into the phone from the other side of the line.
"You okay, Jere?"
I answered back, my voice raspy with sleep, having just been woken up.
"Yeah...yeah, I'm fine."
"It's 6 in the morning, we haven't started school yet, why are you awake?"
"I-I dunno. I couldn't sleep?"
He told me, almost sounding like a question.

"As much as I love you Jere, why did you call me? Any particular reason?"
"Hm, no. Just wanted to hear your voice."
He responded. A smile crept onto my face at this, he was so adorable.

Suddenly a sniffle echoed from the line.
"Hey, Jere-Bear? Are you okay? What's wrong, love?"
"I-I-I-"
"Shhhh" I shushed.
"I'm such a freak, Michael." He sobbed suddenly.
"Hey Hey Hey, that's not true. You're amazing, and you are perfect the way you are."
He sniffled again
"What's going on? What triggered this? Is the SQUIP back?!"
"Nonononono, Micha....I-I....just l-look at the calendar..."

I did as he suggested, looking over to the pac-man calendar hanging to the right of my door. The 15th, I knew what that meant: Jeremy was on his cycle.

"You wanna come over?"
I cooed into the phone, remembering how hard this always was for my boyfriend. He hummed back into the phone and I could hear the desperation in his voice.
"Mkay, do you want me to come pick you up, sweetheart?"
"No, no, I can walk."
I nodded before remembering that he couldn't see me.
"Alright, you know where I'll be."
He hung up after a small squeak of affirmation.

Jeremy POV
I climbed out of bed slowly, cringing at the feeling as I stood up. My eyes squeezed tight on instinct. Just five minutes. Five minutes until I can be in Michael's basement, cuddled up with him. Just five minutes. I told myself over and over as I reached for the pile of clothes at the foot of my bed that I had placed the night prior, knowing what was scheduled to happen today. On days like this, I had a system; get dressed in the comfiest thing I can find, then be with Michael as soon as possible.

Let's just say, the walk to Michael's house was less than pleasant. My stomach was killing me, and each second that I walked, was just another reminder of who I really was.

Come on. Jeremy. Your name is Jeremy, nothing else. You. Are. Jeremy. I tried to calm myself as the dew blew off the ground and onto my shoes from the morning breeze.

Arriving at Michael's house, I didn't bother to knock. His moms weren't home, and even if they were, the Mell family knows me well enough by now. I slowly opened the door, greeted by the empty-appearing house.

However, Michael must have heard the door close because he threw open the basement door, walking to my side.
"Hey, Jere-Bear"
He whispered as he pulled me into a hug. I sighed, melting immediately into his touch. He began to pull away but I held on,
"D-don't move. I just want to stay like this....a little longer...."

He chuckled but didn't object. Instead, he held me tighter, rubbing his hands up and down my lower back. I moaned into his sweatshirt at the feeling.
"Haha is that helping Jere?"
He questioned. I nodded, I loved this man so much.

"Hey, what'd you say we head to the basement and curl up there?" Michael asked, his lips barely an inch away from my ear.
"Mhmmm..."
I mumbled, and reluctantly pulled away. The two of us headed down to the basement holding so many memories. That night that Michael almost convinced me not to get a SQUIP, the day I told him that my relationship with Christine had failed, and finally, the evening I realized I had fallen in love with my best friend.

"Hey, Miah..."
Michael cooed, snapping me out of my trance.
"You need anything, my love?"
He asked as he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind.
"We both kn-know I'm going to want chocolate later....but for now, the couch and you is good."
I responded with a slight giggle in the end.

"You're so amazing, c'mon."
There was no reason for him to tell me to come, because he scooped me into his arms, plopping me down onto the couch next to him.

I placed my head on his chest as he wrapped one arm around my shoulder and placed the other gently on my stomach. I let my eyes slide shut. It was still early and I was tired from barely sleeping all night. Suddenly a thought struck me.

"Micha....did I wake you up?"
"Yeah, but that's alright, I'd never sleep again if it meant spending time with you."

I blushed, the things he can do to me. But I still felt bad, he must be tired too.
"Jere...."
"Hm?"
"Can you do me a favor?"
"Anything"
"Can you take your binder off for me? It's not good for you to wear it when you're sleeping."

My breath caught in my throat. I hate taking it off.
"O-only if I get the sweatshirt...."
He grinned, immediately pulling his hoodie over his head of charcoal hair.
"You drive a hard bargain...but I think I can manage."
He joked.

After sliding my binder off and the sweatshirt on, the two of us returned back to our original position. Michael would occasionally lean down to place a kiss or two on my hair, cheek, or forehead. I loved it when he would do that.

"Why don't we watch something? You shouldn't be sitting here letting your thoughts run away." Michael suggested after awhile of laying in a comfortable silence. It probably was a good idea because my thoughts were getting control of me.

"Mkay....but....don't turn it up too loud?"
I agreed.
"Course, Miah."

~~~~
I groaned as my cramps got worse later in the day. Michael and I had been binge watching glee for the past three hours and my everything hurt. Michael re-wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer.

"Shhh, I got you Miah"
He comforted as he began to rub slow circles on my lower stomach.
"That feel good?"
He asked, placing a kiss to the back of my head.
"Hmm" I hummed in response.
"Thank you, Micha"
He kissed me again, this time letting his lips linger where they had left,
"Don't mention it, baby."

A/n: well, this didn't turn out too great. And considering I've been wanting to write something like this for a really long time, I'm kind of disappointed with how it ended. Welp.
I'll get back to doing the things you guys requested soon!

Edit- also my apologies if I got anything wrong. I'm not trans (although I am female so I know how periods work) so just let me know and I'll fix any errors