Tree Bros, Boyf Riends and Kleisen One Shots

Boyf Riends- Two Bros

Requested by @Lex_the_best03

I have other voices too, Jeremy. Would you like to hear some?

"No, no I'm good, I don't-"

Like this one! Do you like this one? The SQUIP asked, its voice sounding like a giggly anime girl.

"No, not really-"

What about now? Is this, is this okay? It asked. I call this one Evan Hansen. I think, I think you'll like it, uh, best.

"Actually... Yeah. I do like it."

Good! I'm glad. Now we need to work on you talking to me in your head, that way people aren't like, uh? You know, uh, freaked out?

"Oh yeah." How's this? Jeremy asked.

Perfect! So, you're after Michael, correct?

What? No! I want Christine to... know I'm alive.

No you don't.

What? Jeremy though. Yes I do! That's the whole reason why I got you!

Um, actually, I don't, I don't think so. I know you, Jeremy. I can see your thoughts! And the ones about your, um, best friend... well. Evan awkwardly coughed.

Okay fine. Maybe I like him. So what?

So, Evan drew out his words. We can set you two up on a date!

Yeah right. Jeremy scoffed. He doesn't like me like that. There's no point in trying.

Sure there is! And trust me, he does like you. At least, from what I'm gathering from your data.

That's... reassuring?

Hey, speaking of which, isn't uh, isn't Michael coming over soon?

"Shit. Shit shit, uh, is my room okay? Am I okay?"

Um... oh! Idea. Can you go to your closet please?

Jeremy did as he was told, opening the doors wide open.

Uh... okay. Do you see that white shirt? Grab it. Along with... those pac man pajama pants.

Are you sure? Jeremy asked, taking off his sweater.

Yes, and hurry up please! Michael should be here in five... four... three... two... one.

The doorbell rang just as Jeremy put on his pants. "Coming!"

Mess up your hair a bit. You'll look like you just woke up, and he'll think you look adorable. He won't tell you though, because he's a boy, and boys are idiots.

Fair.

"Hey micha." Jeremy mumbled, opening the door.

"Sup." Michael closed it after himself, glancing up at Jeremy before quickly looking down again. "Video games?" He asked rather quickly.

"Oh uh, yeah. Yeah sure, dude."

Dude?

I panicked, leave me alone.

The boys walked downstairs, mindlessly chatting. Jeremy set up the game and then sat in his bean bag. Michael did the same

Move your bean bag closer.

Why?

Just trust me, please.

Jeremy moved his bean bag over slightly. Michael gave him a weird glance, but didn't say anything.

"Ready Micha?"

"I was born ready."

"I feel like you weren't. You know? Cuz like, you were a baby and all, a chunky baby at that, so like, you probably weren't born ready to play."

"I was chunky? Uh, have you seen your baby photos? Like, you're skinny now, but holy shit man." The boys laughed, lightly shoving each other before actually starting the game.

Evan was silent for a while, and Jeremy had almost forgotten about him.

Okay, stop playing well.

What? Why? We've been trying to reach this level for like, days!

Do you want to be kissed, or, or not?

And I am playing 'not well'. Got it.

"Dude, you good?" Michael asked as Jeremy's player died. "You never die like that."

"I uh... I." Jeremy hesitated, waiting for the voice.

Repeat after me. I got distracted.

"I got distracted." Jeremy said, realizing how close he was to Michael.

"Distracted by what?" Michael asked, trying to ignore the tension between them.

By you.

"By... you." Jeremy mumbled, blushing and looking away. "Sorry, I'll just, uh-"

Jeremy lips buzzed as he was met with Michaels cherry flavored lips. Jeremy leaned into the kiss, pulling Michael closer by the hoodie.

Michael hovered over Jeremy, his eyes sparkling as he pulled back, panting.

I'll leave you two alone.