Mountain Dew Red // Be More Chill + Dear Evan Hansen

🎧Neighbors🎧

Part two of "My Biggest Regret".

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As soon as Michael slammed the door, he took out his phone and called Rich.

"Hey Neighbor!"

"Hi Rich. Can I come over?"

"Of courthe (course), dude! What'th (what's) up?"

"Jeremy and I got into a huge fight. I just want cuddles." Michael was almost at Rich's house, about to walk up the drive way. "Oh, I'm here. Open the door."

Rich hung up and ran down the stairs, throwing the door open for the other, almost hitting him in the face.

"Micha!" Rich was in love with Michael and god, did it hurt. All he wanted to do was hold him, protect him from the dangers of the world. He wanted Michael to love him back. He wanted Michael to love everything about him, much like how he loved everything about Michael. Oh, did he truly love everything about the boy. From his chocolate brown eyes, silky black hair, and his sweet, dorky smile that held cute tiny dimples that made him look so adorable, to the bright red hoodie with gaming patches, to his slightly dark tinted skin. Damn, was Michael truly beautiful in Rich's eyes.

"So," Rich snapped out of his daze like trance. "Are you gonna invite me in?"

Rich blushed and nodded. "Thorry (sorry). Wanna talk about it? Or...?" Michael shook his head 'No'.

Truth be told, Michael loved Rich just as much as Rich loved him, Rich just didn't know.

Michael loved Rich's light brown eyes and hair, especially the bright red streak that matched Michaels favorite hoodie. Michael also loved Rich's shortness, as he could easily be swallowed whole by his hoodie. It's happened before. And then there was lisp. Oh god, Rich's lisp. Oh, how Michael loved it. It stood out whenever he made an 'S' sound and made him sound so cute. Michael loved him.

The taller boy quickly came to, blushing at his own thoughts.

The shorter boy of the two looked at Michael in curiosity before shaking his head and jumping on him. Luckily he didn't fall.

"Rich!" Michael groaned as Rich wrapped his legs around Michaels waist, Michael holding him by his ass. "What was that for?"

"Nothing.... Now to my lair!" Rich giggled and pointed upstairs to his room. Michael shook his head, and smile on his face, and made his way up to the others room.

Michael was careful to not drop him.

Once they reached the shorters room, Michael dropped a squeaking Rich on the bed and laid down next him. He wrapped his arms around Rich's torso and pulled him close.

"Richie." Michael started, nuzzling his face into Rich's hair. "Yeah?"

"I- thank you." Michael stopped himself from saying what he really wanted to and sighed. It's now or never.

"Rich, I... I love you."

Rich felt Michaels body stiffen around him, probably assuming the worst, before grinning.

"I love you, too, Micha!"