Tree Bros, Boyf Riends and Kleisen One Shots

Boyf Riends- So... you're a plant?

Requested by @mirandainthebathroom

Warning: mentions of sex, and a makeout session/ little steamy my dudes

Jeremy pulled Michaels hair, forcing the boy closer to him. He pulled Michael onto his lap, running a hand up his sweater. Michael shuttered at the cold hands over his back, smiling into the kiss.

Jeremy then moved his hands to Michaels waist. Michael didn't notice until Jeremy started unbuttoning his pants.

Michael jumped back, breathing heavy. He pulled his legs up, and sat leaning against the wall, as far away as he could be on Jeremy's bed.

"Michael, I'm sorry! I'm sorry. I thought you... I thought you wanted to, I mean, we've been dating for like, a year or so now, so... I just thought-" Jeremy cut himself off when he heard Michaels light sobs.

"Baby." Jeremy said, pouring emotions into his words. He tried to reach a hand out to Michael, put Michael moved away. Jeremy nodded to himself, and sat against the wall too. He made sure to leave room for Michael, and waited until Michael was calm to start speaking.

"I'm sorry." Jeremy and Michael said at the same time. They both glanced at each other and laughed, thankful the tension had been broken.

"Wait, why are you sorry?" Jeremy asked. "Literally you did nothing wrong."

"Yeah but," Michael paused, biting his lip. "I stopped it. And, and I know you are like, obsessed with... sex." Michael said, hesitating on the foreign word. "So I'm sorry I stopped it."

"Dude. Babe. Bro." Jeremy said moving a little closer and earning a chuckle from Michael. "Don't be sorry. Like, at all. It's my fault for pushing you further than you want to go."

"I had to tell you something." Michael said abruptly, cutting off Jeremy's long winded speech.

"Oh! Uh. Okay. Okay, what do you have to tell me?" Jeremy asked.

"I... I uh, I don't feel sexual attraction?"

Jeremy blinked, before asking. "Like, to me?"

"Well, to anyone." Michael said calmly. "I'm... asexual? I don't feel sexual attraction to anyone."

"So..." Jeremy said, thinking. "You're a plant?"

"I swear to fucking god Jeremy." Michael said, throwing a pillow at Jeremy's head. "No, I'm not a fucking plant. But if I was, I'd be an Audrey II."

"Checks out." Jeremy said, looking out at his bedroom.

"So..." Michael trailed off, fear spreading through him again.

"So?" Jeremy asked, confused.

"Do you want to break up with me now? Now that you know I can't... I won't-"

"Sweetheart, no." Jeremy said, grabbing Michaels hands. "That's not... look. I love you. I don't... I don't lust for you, you know? Like, I'm not here for your sweet body. I mean, your body is pretty sweet. But like, you know. You can keep it. To yourself."

"Jeremy, you're so awkward."

"I'm just trying to say that I love you and I'm totally okay with not doing-the-do with you!" Jeremy said, rushing through his words. "God."

Michael chuckled, pressing a small kiss on Jeremy's nose. "Thank you. I was... scared."

"Nah, don't worry about it, baby. Now, how about we watch Little Shop? You referenced it and now I can't stop thinking about it."

Michael chuckled, nodding his head. "Yeah. That sounds... perfect."