Now, up close, he could see the finer details of its face, like the sharp blue eyes that almost seemed to glow. As it dangled freely in front of his face, it kicked its legs and scrabbled at his fingertips, glaring at him with a mix of anger and fear all the while. "So," Michael said. "You must be the thing that's been causing me and my buddy so much grief."

"Why can't you forgive me?" Jeremy had a hard time coping after Christine dumped him. Hanging out with Michael helped, and Jeremy simply let his friend know how much he appreciated his company. At least, that was what it felt like to him. The staging of it all, however, looked different to Michael.

The sun was beating down incessantly from a cloudless sky. The air was thick and humid, leaving Jeremy's skin feeling sticky and heavy. He was sweating more than usual, and he could already feel his cheeks faintly burning as he walked down the sidewalk. But none of this alarmed Jeremy. What alarmed Jeremy was that Rich hadn't taken off his sweatshirt. (Rich/Jeremy)

Because really, it was the Mountain Dew Red and vodka. (Or in which Jeremy realizes that Michael is indeed, pretty.)

What if Jeremy hadn't turned his optic nerve blocking back on? What if he'd gone with Michael instead? Boyf riends. Gay as hell. Please enjoy.

After the Squip incident, Jeremy is dating Christine. Michael is devastated, Christine is unsure, and Jeremy is in love with Michael. Boyf riends endgame, Hanahaki!Michael.