“When was the last time you slept?”
Michael took in his boyfriends appearance. Messy hair, dark bags under his eyes, and slouching. He raised an eyebrow."Jesus, Jeremy. When was the last time you slept?" Jeremy shrugged, rubbing his eye with a fist."Mmm... Three days ago?" His voice was melding together at the edges. Michael walked foward, pulling Jeremy to the couch."Good God, why?!" He said, trying not to get too angry at Jeremy. His boyfriend did not have good experiences with people getting angry. Jeremy rubbed his eyes, yawning as he did. "SQUIP..." He mumbled, his eyes drooping. "He comes back in my dreams..." Michael groaned to himself as he went to grab blankets and a pillow. "Of course, the SQUIP," he said to himself. "Even when deactivated, its ruining Jeremys life." When he came back to where Jeremy was, the boy was snoring softly on the couch. Michael covered him with a blanket, then scooped him up, bringing Jeremy to his room. The smaller teen snuggled close to him, curling up when Michael put him down on his bed.Michael gently picked Jeremys' head up, placing a pillow underneath it. He then laid down, his front pressed against Jeremys' back. He wrapped his arm around his boyfriends stomach, and pressing his lips to the back of Jeremys' head. "Night, Player one."
