--(Jeremy's POV)--
After we get to my room to pack my stuff, I see Mike going through one of my drawers. He stops, and picks something up.
My blade.
Oh shit! I forgot I still had that! Oh nononono!!
"Jere,'' Mike says, turning to look at me. "What's this?"
"Oh...uhh.. Umm.." I stutter.
He puts down my backpack and blade, and walks over to me. He takes my arm, and rolls up my sleeves. I look down to see my forearm, covered in hundreds of scars. I look away, and he looks up at me.
"Jere..." He says, putting my arm down. I slide my sleeve down my arm again.
Mike gave me another hug, tighter, gentler.
He lets go, and gives me a weak smile. He goes back to packing my stuff. I walk over, pick up my blade and walk to the kitchen. I hear Mike following me as he watches me throw it out. Walking back to my room, I smile.
"Jere...you know you can tell me anything, right?" Asks Mike, not looking at me.
"Y-yeah..." I say.
He walked over to me, and wrapped his arms around my waist. When I turned to look at him, he slammed his lips into mine.
(A/N)
BOOM JEREMIKE!
~_the_lone_virus_
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Really and Always, Truly and Forever~(Jeremike)
FanfictionJeremy is a 19 year old boy, who is about to lose his apartment, he couldn't afford his rent. He had to get a job to keep it, and then he became night guard at Freddy Fazbears Pizzeria. Mike is a 21 year old man, who wants to propose to his girlfrie...
