Be More Chill One-Shots

I love you my Player Two

"Hey Isabella!" A five year old Jeremy cried, running into the other toddler's room

Isabella looked up from her picture book and smiled from ear to ear, pushing her glasses up onto her face "Hey Jerm! She exclaimed

The pale boy scrambled towards his friend, who excitedly held up a record in her hands.

"It's Bob-Marley!" She shrieked "My Mom found it at a thrift store along with a vinyl player!!"

Jeremy gasped and studied the black record, softly touching it's glossy black surface. "It's so cool!!" He exclaimed laughing

"Wanna dance to it downstairs?!" Isabella exclaimed

"Yeah!!"

That afternoon Jeremy discovered something about his best friend. Isabella could dance, and she could dance really well. Unlike Jeremy who kept slipping on pillows and landing face-first into sofas. Isabella was graceful with her movements, almost as if she flew a few inches above the wooden floor when she did so.

"My Mom put me I salsa lessons" she said proudly, flicking up her wrists and snapping her fingers

At this moment Jeremy was lifting himself off the floor, already knowing that tomorrow he would have a bruise on his elbow. "I-I-I wish I could-could dance" The boy said wistfully

Isabella frowned, when suddenly an idea strict her. She grabbed Jeremy and hoisted him off the ground, grabbing his hands and pulling him closer. The boy blushed and smiled nervously, Isabella just laughed

"I'll teach you!" She exclaimed before looking down at her feet intensely

"It's one-two-three four-! One-two-try to match your feet to the rhythm of the music!-four! One-two-!"

The two kindergarteners continued trying to learn to dance all afternoon. It was an afternoon filled with giggles, sweat and music as Bob Marley blasted from it's vinyl record. The music ya fling been over and the two were sitting on the couch, looking up at the roof and talking

"You know-you are a really bad dancer Jeremy" Isabella stated

Jeremy rolled his eyes and playfully punched her shoulder, making her giggle

"I know" he admitted before smiling

"But with you as my teacher, I-I know I'll get-get better!" He exclaimed wrapping his arms around her, making her chuckle

"You're my favourite player two" she cooed

"And you're my favourite player one!" Jeremy exclaimed

"We're never not gonna be a team!!"

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Jeremy always knew Michael could dance. He remembered his Mom had put him in salsa classes when he was little. Even after that Michael would spend weeks memorizing choreography from different shows. He and the rest of the SQUAD would dance together when they broke out into song. Plus he rocked when he played Heather Chandler.

On the other hand Jeremy could barely take three steps before he fell on his back. He had two left feet and his lankiness didn't help. And in typical Saturday morning fashion he nearly fell down the stairs on his way to his boyfriend's basement.

"Hey Michael!" He exclaimed

Jeremy froze as he took in the scene, his heart pounding and a blush gathering on his cheeks. Michael had his eyes closed and was dancing gracefully around the room. His feet seemingly flying over the mess of bean bags. Their couple songs played from a vinyl player.