BMC & DEH One-Shots and Headcannons

Boyf/Berry-Touchy

Based off a Headcannon by Gold1locks

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Also, HUGE shoutout to screamyheere

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HC: Boyf Riends and PinkBerry will play a game in class to see who can get more touchy with each other without the teacher noticing.

He(e)re we go!

"So you're gonna multiply mass times force in order to get..." Ms. Fleming droned on about English class. There were tables with two people at them. At two tables in the back, sat Jeremy and Michael, and the other, Chloe and Brooke. Chloe wasn't paying attention to what Ms. Fleming was saying. Rich would help her do homework later. She had an idea.

Chloe looked at Michael. He raised his eyebrows, and she flicked her eyes at the teacher, who was writing some equation, then nodded at him.

The game started.

Chloe slowly intertwined her fingers with her girlfriend, who smiled at her.

PinkBerry: 1

BoyfRiends: 0

Michael scooted closer to Jeremy, and linked his arm around Jeremy's. Jeremy gave a questioned look, but quickly caught on to what was going on.

PinkBerry: 1

BoyfRiends: 1

Chloe started playing with Brooke's hair, and then wrapped an arm around her. Brooke leaned into Chloe's embrace, while explaining the game to her. Brooke laughed, and cuddled closer to Chloe.

PinkBerry: 3

BoyfRiends: 1

How do they have three points? Jeremy had interwoven his fingers with Michael's and was leaning against his shoulder. Michael smirked at the girls. How is this teacher so oblivious?

PinkBerry: 3

BoyfRiends: 2

Brooke reached up and kissed pecked Chloe on the cheek.

PinkBerry: 4

BoyfRiends: 2

Michael decided to take action. He put a hand on Jeremy's upper thigh, and started to trace circles. Jeremy instantly became red, and a bead of sweat was dripping down his forehead. "Michael!" He softly growled.

"So you're gonna have to work more, but you can get there, eventually. It's hard to top though," Jeremy heard Ms. Fleming say. He leaned over to Michael's ear.

"That's what she said," He softly whispered. Michael bit his lip, and closed his eyes, forcing himself not to laugh. He wouldn't break. He would pay attention. He-

"It can be rough, though," Ms. Fleming explained. That's when all let loose. Michael snorted, dying of laughter. All the kids were looking at him like he was crazy. Ms. Fleming had walked over to the table where the two boys sat. "Am I gonna have to separate you two?"

"N-no! I'm fine. I'm fine. I was just thinking about something, and-"

"Well, I prefer you keep your thoughts regulated in class. Am I clear?" Ms. Fleming said sternly. Michael nodded, and she walked away. "As I was saying..."

Michael's thoughts were on Jeremy. He was admiring how whenever he concentrated, he stuck his tongue out. He loved Jeremy's brunette hair, which he played with all the time. Man, Jeremy is just the hottest guy out in the world. I'd definitely tap that. I wonder...

"Mr. Mell, can you please keep your thoughts about Mr. Heere to yourself? I'm trying to teach a lesson on physics, and this is the second time you've interrupted this class. One more mishap, and I will call your mothers," Ms. Fleming said. Michael blushed, redder than his signature sweater. "Now can you tell me what is more important than the lesson? I'm 95% sure this will be on your exams in the spring."

"Nothing. Please continue," Michael answered. She sighed, and continued with whatever she was talking about. Michael flicked his eyes over to the girls, at the table, still in their embrace.

PinkBerry: 4

BoyfRiends: 0

She raised her eyebrows at him. They had won. Michael flicked his middle finger at them.

"Mr. Mell, this is the third time-"

"Mama says they was my magic shoes."