I learned earlier that erised backwards is desire and i simultaneously feel smart and dumb.

Also, im switching up my usual thing. In this one shot, Jeremy and Micheal aren't already dating. Weird I know.

Also also also, should I do the Mirror of Erised for other BMC characters?
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"AH! GEORGE WASHINGTON!"

Jeremy deadpans at Micheal, clearly unimpressed. His best friend grins proudly in a way that can only be described as :D. Jeremy bites back a smile at Micheal's adorableness.

He gestures to the head statue on the pedestal.
"Get it cause it looks like George Washington"

"Yes Micheal I get it" Jeremy says, walking away.

He steps through the large crowded storage space, dodging sheet covered piles and stacks of boxes and books. The duo got roped into cleaning Micheal's Grandmother's storage unit- which isn't so much of a unit. From the outside, it looks like a small house with no windows. But on the inside, it feels like the Room of Requirement from Harry Potter; stuffed with random shit that seems to go on forever.

Considering the amount of stuff inside, the boys decided to not clean it at all and just mess around with the old time-y junk.

"Oh Jeremy look! I found some old photos! Ooo there's some beach pics here too . . . wait is she- yep. She's naked. These are porn pictures. Fuckin' gross" He can hear Micheal throwing the cursed pictures as far as he can.

Jeremy squeezes between two bookcases, finding himself face to face with a tall white sheet. He instinctively reaches up and yanks it down. His reflection in a large, rusting mirror stares back at him. The glass is clouded around the edges, and words in latin or something line the intricate edges.

"Hey Mikey look at this" Jeremy calls, his eyes not leaving the mirror.

"Ooo vague I love it" This comment is followed by comically loud crashing. Michael finally slips in beside Jeremy, looking weirdly disheveled and out of breath.

"I didn't knock anything over just there and you can't prove me wrong" he pants.

Jeremy laughs a little, making Micheal smile. The pair look at the mirror, which seems to look older the longer they look at it.

"This is a sexy mirror" Micheal admits, looking it up and down.

"Keep it in your pants man" Jeremy jokes, locking eyes with his reflection.

Micheal laughs a little before abruptly stopping.
"Huh this mirror is really old, it's warping the reflections. Look, it makes you look like you have a beard and makes you look taller than me too-" Micheals joke-y tone is replaced by awkward and concerned laughter.

Jeremy looks to him, noticing his friends tight knit brows and shifting eyes.
"Mike? You okay?"

"Yeah it's just . . . this mirror is weird. I see us, but like, we're older" he says slowly.

"Like Beverly's vision in IT?"

"I don't know what you're talking about I've never seen that movie*" Micheal shakes his head clear and continues. "You have a bit of a beard, and my hair is longer. Also, just saying dude, you are kinda ripped. Just a little"

Jeremy scoffs a laugh to cover his blush. Micheals eyes go wide. He looks around sharply, checking under his arms and over his shoulders.

"Micheal what are you looking for?"

Micheal looks back into the mirror, smiling softly while tension creases his face.
"This is gonna sound crazy but . . . there are kids next to us in our reflection. One of them- a boy, looks nearly exactly like you. Right down to your eyes and floppy hair-"

That moment when you fantasise about your best friends eyes out loud.

"- and a girl, who doesn't look like either of us. She's very cute though. She has dark skin and very blue eyes. The boy is hugging my leg and you're holding the girl" Micheals voice gradually gets faster as he speaks. "And I think you're holding-"

He stops himself. His fidgeting left hand nervously rubs his ring finger. He swallows, and suddenly laughs nervously.
"I think I'm high or something I'm seeing shit dude"

He finally looks to Jeremy, with a weird happy and strained expression. Jeremy pulls a face, concern painting him.

Jeremy looks up at the mirror, squinting closer at the words engraved on it.
"I bet five dollars that this mirror is magic"

Micheal breaks into a laugh, instantly relaxing.
"I'll take that bet"

"It says- fuck- Erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi. Is that Latin or something?" Jeremy asks.

"Bitch I'm barely fluent in English. What makes you think I know Latin?"

"Still- Latin means magic. Pay up"

Micheal scoffs.
"You didn't explain how this mirror is magic"

"Well you saw us older, right? So maybe it shows the future" Jeremy looks back into the mirror.

He sees himself. Just standing there. Then he feels a warm hand grab his, and he sees Micheal holding his hand in the mirror.

"Mike-" when he looks next to him, Micheal is still standing two metres away. No where near his hand.

But when Jeremy looks back at the mirror, Micheal isn't just holding his hand. He's older, by about five years. And he's happy. Micheal is crying with happiness. Jeremy is too- apparently. They're both wearing nice jeans and nerdy t shirts with suit jackets over them.

Jeremy feels a smooth weight in his hand. He's holding a trophy for The Game Awards. Weirdly it's like he knows what's happening. Him and Micheal made a game and it just won the most prestigious gaming award. He's speechless.

Reflection Micheal and Jeremy cry in happiness, slapping each other in the back when Micheal steps back. He steps onto one knee, opening up a small ring box to Jeremy.

Real Jeremy shakes his head, stepping back from the mirror with more bundling emotions than a teenage girl watching The Fault In Our Stars.

"Jer you okay man?"

"I just saw something . . . i-insane what the fuck is up with this mirror" he laughs, sounding kinda insane.

Micheals concerned eyes flick back up to the words, when something hits him.
"Dude it says Erised. As in the Mirror of Erised. Like the one in Harry Potter 1"

"Oh. OH!" Jeremy's eyes go wide. "So you're saying that the mirror is magic? You owe me five buck"

"AND it means that the mirror shows us what we want more than anything in the world"

"Huh" gears click in Jeremy's head, his face blushing red in embarrassment.
"So what did you desire then? Having kids?"

Micheal looks down at the ground.
"Yeah. Yeah that"

Jeremy does smell the bullshit though.
"Dude tell me"

"Tell you what"

"Tell me what you deepest desire is"

"Dude no"

"Why not?"

"Why don't you tell me yours?"

"Don't change the subject"

"I'm not. I want to know what it is you want"

"Tell me yours and I'll tell you mine"

"Fine! But only because I know that you won't let this go"

Micheal sighs, still looking at the floor.
"Okay dont judge what it is I'm just telling you what I saw"

He swallows before continuing.
"So those kids weren't just my kids . . . they were your kids too. You were holding my hand and we were married okay now you go quickly say your thing"

"We won an award!" Jeremy says quickly, knowing that any silence would kill Micheal.
"A uh The Game Awards. We created a game together and we won an award. We are older too- like in your one and uh-"

Jeremy cuts himself off with a violent coughing fit. Micheal instinctively steps over and pats his friend on the back. Jeremy clears his throat, the coughing finally over, but Micheals hand lingering on his lower back.

"And you kinda proposed to me so there you go there's mine" Jeremy says quickly.

There's silence for a few moments, before Micheal bursts into laughter. Jeremy looks up to him, starting to chuckle too.
"Dude what?"

"I want us to be married and you want me to propose to you. Dude I think we're k i n d a gay"

Jeremy's now in a laughing fit.
"Dude we are so gay"

"We're extremely gay" Micheal laughs too.

Jeremy takes a chance, and rests his head on Micheals shoulder. Micheal wraps his arm around Jeremy's waist pulling him closer.

"Does this mean we're dating?" Micheal asks, only half joking.

"No. No we just clearly have strong feelings for each other and desire an intimate future together" Jeremy says.

Micheal kisses Jeremy on the head, giggling gently.
"Okay you're dating me you don't have a choice. I mean- Of course you have a choice I'm not gonna force you too date me that's insane-"

"Micheal shut up I'm dating you okay?"

"Yay!" Micheal cheers, hugging Jeremy tightly and whooping.

"Wow calm down save it for the honeymoon" Jeremy jokes, pushing him off.

"Oh I will" Micheal smirks.

"Oh my god shut up"

Now, the author doesn't know how to end this chapter, so she's just going to say this:
Sometimes the only way to get what you most desire, is to confess your gay love for your best friend.

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So this was a thing that a wrote. I hope you guys enjoyed!

Please stay safe, wash your hands, and love yourself 💓

- Avery

* IT is an amazing movie that is all