Jeremy blinked when his eyes fell on a strangely familiar looking male.

Who's that?

Not important. Jeremy rolled his eyes.

Yeah, whatever, who is that person right there and- Jeremy froze and lurched forward when a sob escaped the male's form. Fuck is he crying? He ignored the Squip's chiding and bolted forward, making his way over to the crying male.

A hint of recognition flashed through his mind and he paused. Michael?

"Mi-Michael?" He stuttered, watching as Michael's head shot up and he stared right at Jeremy. "Michael, why are you crying?" Jeremy asked, crouching beside the male, who glared at him. "Shit this was my fault… but why would…"

He stood suddenly and glared at the Squip who simply smirked at him.

"Get the fuck out of my head you computerized piece of shit." He hissed. Michael flinched and dug through his bag, as if he was looking for something.

Sorry Jeremy, but you can't really do that. I'm in your mind, and I'll be here forever.

I'm going to turn you off, tear you from my mind with my bare hands and murder you. He reached forward, and did something that wasn't possible. Michael blinked when he could suddenly see the Squip.

"That looks like Keanu Reeves." he commented. The Squip, couldn't answer, and Jeremy ignored him and quickly focused on strangling the computer asshat.

"Jere-Jeremy you can't turn it off that way-" Jeremy narrowed his eyes at the flickering form who was feeling pain for the first time.

"Watch me."

"C-come on Jeremy, we can't handle this like-like humans, I didn't mean to make Michael cry- and we-we can fix this-"

"Shut up, shut the fucking hell up! You made me leave and hurt my best friend, the guy I've wanted to date for who the hell knows how long, you don't get a voice in this situation. Now die before I end you." Squip's face went blank for a moment before a computerized voice rang out-

"Complete disabalizing process will begin in ten, user must give full permission to be shut down."

"I give full permission." Jeremy spoke.

"Shutting down in ten." Squip came back, glitching every few seconds as Jeremy let go of his throat.

"C-come on Jeremy, cancel the shutdown- I-I can help you- Jere-Jeremy-"

"One" And the Squip was gone, forever. For good measure, Jeremy downed the three bottles of red mountain dew that Michael had taken to carrying around. Michael grabbed Jeremy by the shoulders and pulled him towards his form. Jeremy smiled at Michael, scanning the brown eyes in front of him.

"Jeremy, Jeremy can I, may I kiss you?" Michael asked, Jeremy froze in place. They were so close, when Michael breathed, Jeremy could feel the air on his lashes.

"Y-yes." Michael leaned in and Jeremy paused, "But, why would you want to kiss me? I've nothing but hurt you in past year and I can't-"

Michael finished leaning forward, connecting their lips. Jeremy's voice was quickly swallowed by silence, and he kissed back. Michael was so close to Jeremy, they were almost one person. Jeremy bit back a sob, he dug his fingers into the fabric of Michael's hoodie, his shoulders shaking. Michael tightened his grip on the male, not wanting to let go- not again, not every again.

Few people walked past this mostly secluded area, paying no mind to the two males, pressed to each other in a comforting manner. If they had in fact noticed them, they ushered others away, allowing the two to have their own moment.

Jeremy pulled away, pressing his head to the faded but bright red fabric of Michael's hoodie, staining the top with his salty tears. Michael nuzzled his head into Jeremy's hair keeping his eyes shut.

"I'm so sorry Michael, I'm so sorry." Jeremy mumbled, melting into Michael's side as the other began to run his hands through his hair. "I'm so sorry for everything. I'm so, I'm so stupid and I'm sorry and I-"

Michael lifted Jeremy's head, pressing his lips to the pale male's once again and pulling away after a moment, a smiling at him.

"Don't be sorry Jeremy, you can't turn back the clock and stop your past actions from happening. I'm fine-"

"But you were crying Michael, you're too" he buried his head into Michael's chest, "amazing, I don't deserve you- I could never deserve you."

"I don't deserve you, y'know Jere." There was a beat of silence, Michael leaned his head against the wall that was supporting his back up. "I love you y'know."

"I love you too, I thought that was obvious when I strangled the computerized dipshit for you. I shouldn't have bought it in the first place-"

"Shut up." Michael mumbled, pressing his lips against Jeremy's once again.