Ready Player One

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[First thing Michael notices is that his ass isn't planted in the beanbag chair he fell asleep in. What is being a senior for other than late night video game benders with your best friend in the world, right? Yeah.

Man is he stiff, though. He groans and shifts around, trying to get comfortable again. It fails miserably.

A moment later he opens his eyes with a big frown and sits up.

Definitely not his bean bag. Not his room??? He didn't even drink last night what gives...]

Yo, Jeremy, this isn't funny.

[He stumbles to his feet and stretches to get life back into his limbs. He's in some like old-fashioned sitting room? In a really uncomfortable chair. There's like a fireplace and shit.]

Who's house even is this?! How did you get me here? Jeremyyyyyyy!

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[Michael chuckles, resting his hands on Rich's waist and trying not to feel like a total doofus about it.]

I guess. That stuff has it's place, though.

[He does, in fact, vividly remember Rich complaining about hearing the "same shit over and over!" at prom while simultaneously twerking. But he wouldn't be Rich, otherwise. Just seems in character. The thought makes Michael smile fondly, just in time for his cheeks to heat up. Compliments: how do.]

You think? I promise I clean up well.

[The reggae ends and fades into something with more of a real beat, some 90s hip hop or other with strong drums, and Michael feels his feet wanting to move.]

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[Rich moves his hips a little more obviously and more eagerly, now that Michael is touching him like that. He giggles softly and tilts his head up so he can better see Michael's blushing face.]

Its place isn't right here, though. This stuff suits you a lot better. Makes you really charming.

[He notices Michael itching to start dancing, and he reaches to tug at Michael's hands.]

Here we go! Let's see your moves, Mell!

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[Rich wiggling his hips and giggling makes Michael blush more. God he is a gay disaster. It was always just waiting, right near the surface, and now it's all exposed and he's just fluttery and lightheaded. Sigh, boys.

He grins, face still pink, but after being called charming he wants to at least try to show off. So Rich gives him a tug and he gives in to the music, bouncing on his feet and doing a sort of slow shimmy with his shoulders, leaning down as he gets close so his forehead is near Rich's.]

I'm charming, am I?

[His heart is hammering against his chest.]

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[Well, enjoy the fact that you're never going to be able to stop blushing around Rich, then, because he is not going to stop doing things that will make Michael blushy. Especially when his pink face is so damn cute.

Rich whoops with delight as he watches Michael start getting into the beat, letting him bounce around. When Michael leans close, he takes the opportunity to steal a kiss.]

Very, very charming. You're making it hard for me to see why I like girls too, Mell.

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[After 16 years on this planet and never being able to be openly blushy about a boy ever? Yeah, he's gonna enjoy it. He's absolutely going to relish it. He's still got a stupid big grin on his face, and it gets a bit doofier when Rich cheers him on.

Then he grabs a kiss and Michael giggles like a drunk man, pulling a fancy little spin because he can't contain his happy.]

Good. Just as planned. Who needs girls? Not for kissing, at least.

[Girls are great in general just. You know, not sexy.]

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I know you're hella gay, but I was hoping to at least try out the other team once in a while! You've poisoned me, Michael.

[He shakes his fist but just giggles, grabbing Michael's hands to twirl around with him. He's blushing too, and it feels really good not to get scolded for that.]

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And so quickly! I had no idea my venom was so potent~

[He giggles, leaning in to very gently kiss Rich's blushing cheek, moving in close so he can put a hand on Rich's waist and lift the other two to the side. Silly fake ballroom dancing is go.]

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It's extremely potent! I'll probably get hives and perish within the week.

[He flushes just a little darker as he's kissed on the cheek, but starts up the ballroom style dancing anyways. He tries to lead, unless Michael starts stumbling, in which case he'll try his best to follow.]

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Oh no! That's barely any time to enjoy the results of my corruption! I'll have to kiss you at least once a minute.

[Michael grins through his blush, playing along but also a little nervous.

He lets Rich start to lead, adjusting his body to fit more with following. So that's how it's gonna be, huh? It's hard not to see this as a metaphor, but Michael tells his brain to shush.]

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Well then I'm sorely overdue for some smooching!

[Kiss him, you big gay loser. Rich pulls Michael in close so they can do the classic, teacher-frowned-upon method of slow dancing.]

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Oh, shoot!

[Michael grins, letting Rich pull him in close until their bodies practically press together. He has a flash of memory from prom, and flashlights being trained on them. But there aren't any chaperones here. Just two silly gay teenagers who can do whatever they want.

So Michael leans down to kiss Rich again, tender like last time, but with a little more press to it.]

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[Fucking PTA members, ruining everyone's fun and queerness. At least now they have nothing in the way. Rich makes a soft, almost inaudible sound into the kiss. Fuck, this boy is obviously from his future. He knows just how to kiss Rich in the ways that drive him nuts.]

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[Nobody watching, nothing to be ashamed of, and nobody to interrupt. Unless someone comes walking down the hallway, but they're more likely than not to just leave.

Michael is rather enjoying having this upper hand on Rich, knowing how he likes being kissed already. He feels like he can sweep Rich off his feet and that's fun. He pulls back from the kiss with a smug little smile.]

Maybe I won't mind this weird castle so much after all...

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[The coast is clear for now at least. And Rich isn't worried about most of the strangers here. Not that there's room to worry, with how dizzy Michael is making him. He's wearing the goofiest little grin on his face when Michael pulls away. God. He's melting. His knees are buckling.]

I think this place suddenly got a whole lot better...