Jeremike one shots (discontinued)

//Trigger warning, please proceed with caution

"Mike...?"

Jeremy was met by bleary eyes and the strong scent of alcohol. He bit the inside of his cheek, willing himself not to turn and flee. Mike hiccuped slightly and stared at him rather bitterly.

"W-wha... What do you want...?" He growled, his words slurring together. Jeremy felt his stomach turning over.

"I-- um...." He glanced at the empty glass on the table, accompanied by the half finished bottle of whatever Mike's drink of choice was. Jeremy made a mental note to pour it down the sink later. "You weren't answering your phone, I was worried-"

"No you weren't...." Mike slurred, waving his hand. His tone hardened a little. "Y-you want something from me, well g-guess what-"

"I want to make sure you're okay!" Jeremy frowned.

"I'm fine." Mike snapped harshly, pushing Jeremy to the side. The night guard let out a small squeak of surprise at the the contact, backing away rapidly. He gagged as he caught the scent of alcohol when Mike pushed past him.

"Mike, y-you're drunk-" he began, stopping upon hearing himself stutter.

"Am not."

"You are..." Jeremy fidgeted nervously, his hands half covered by the sleeves of his shirt. He'd never been good at handling people this intoxicated. He didn't think he would have to.

"I'm not!" Mike slammed his hand sharply against the wall, raising his voice and causing Jeremy to jump a bit. "I'm f-fine!"

"N-no, you need to-"

"I don't need to do anything!" Mike's volume rose again. Jeremy felt his heart rise into his throat and forced himself to resist the urge to run away.

"Mike..." Jeremy managed a deep breath, his trembling hands hidden in his sleeves. "Y-you need to rest..."

"No." Mike shook his head, his volume returning to normal.

"Please...?" Jeremy kept his gaze leveled down.

"I s-said no." Mike hiccuped, his voice growing quieter and causing Jeremy's stomach to do a backflip.

"You need-" Jeremy began but was interrupted by a pair of hands pushing him into the wall by his shoulders. He let out a small squeak of fear, beginning to tremble as Mike pressed himself close to Jeremy.

'Oh god oh god oh god what is he doing what do I do--' Jeremy shut his eyes, Mike's breath on his neck setting his nerves on edge.

"Mike...let me go...."

"Don't have to." Mike shook his head slightly, keeping Jeremy against the wall.

"Please." The overpowering scent of alcohol made Jeremy want to throw up.

Mike shook his head, his lips brushing Jeremy's neck and jawline. "Y-you're cute..."

"You're drunk."

"Nah..." Mike shook his head, his grip on Jeremy's shoulders tightening.

"Y-Yes you a-" Jeremy was quickly cut off by Mike's mouth on his.

He let out a squeak of panic, trying his best to shove Mike away.

Mike grunted in response but didn't pull away, instead biting down none too gently on Jeremy's lower lip.

Jeremy yelped in shock, panic lending him a surge of strength. He managed to push Mike away, gagging at the taste of alcohol in his mouth. Mike stared at him blearily, swaying slightly.

Jeremy spat out a string of curses under his breath, willing himself not to panic. "Mike-" he gasped a bit.

"You're scared." Mike blurted out, swaying a little.

Jeremy shook his head furiously, his entire body trembling. "N-no-"

"Yeah..." Mike nodded, taking a step towards Jeremy. "I can t-tell..."

"I-I'm not scared!" Jeremy stepped back, his voice raising involuntarily.

"Mhm..." Mike nodded, grabbing Jeremy's wrist and pulling him close. Jeremy felt every muscle in his body tense up, letting out a small whine.

"Mike, l-let go of me...."

Mike shook his head, snaking his arms around Jeremy's waist and leaning heavily on him. " 'M sorry...."

"I-it's okay..."

Mike fell quiet for a moment, his face hidden in the crook of Jeremy's neck. "C-Come lie down with m-me..."

"I-" Jeremy began, then sighed heavily. It wasn't like he had anywhere else to be, and he didn't want to argue either. O-okay...."

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Mike wondered how the blonde tucked under his arm had gotten there.

He knew he'd been drinking. His head ached and his mouth was painfully dry. This still didn't explain Jeremy's presence, but Mike had a feeling that it was part of the reason.

Next to him, Jeremy stirred faintly and opened his eyes, blinking in confusion.

"Morning, sunshine...." Mike looked down at him, his voice raspy. Jeremy squeaked softly, looking up at Mike with wide blue eyes.

"H-hey..." He stammered, his voice heavy with sleep.

"How'd you sleep?" Mike ruffled Jeremy's hair rather affectionately, smiling at the little noise he made.

Jeremy half-closed his eyes and shrugged. "Okay, I guess...."

Mike nodded in response, closing his eyes again. "Feels like I got the crap beaten outta me..." He chuckled, his head resting on Jeremy's.

"Well, that's your fault...." Jeremy responded, making no attempt to move away.

"Let's not point any fingers here, little guy."

"I'm not pointing fingers, I'm just being honest." Jeremy giggled a bit. "I didn't do any drinking, it was all you..."

"Which leads me to ask why you were here in the first place."

"Well, see...." Jeremy began, curling his fingers around his too-long sleeves. "You weren't answering any of my calls and I-"

"Got worried and came to check on me." Mike finished for him. "I don't need you babysitting me."

Jeremy giggled again, the sound causing Mike's heart to jump a beat. "You say that, but you're the one who didn't want me to go...."

"Quiet-"

"It's true!"

"Jeremy-"

"You wouldn't let go of me-"

Mike placed a hand under Jeremy's chin and tilted his head up, swiftly placing his lips on Jeremy's and effectively quieting him. Jeremy's eyes widened and his cheeks tinted a faint shade of pink, a faint squeak of shock emitting from his throat. Mike ended the moment just as quickly as he'd initiated it, pulling away and resting his forehead against Jeremy's.

"W-what was that for-?!" Jeremy squealed, his cheeks turning a darker shade of red.

"Because you wouldn't stop talking."

"You never told me to stop-"

Mike rolled his eyes, placing another gentle kiss on Jeremy's lips and causing him to squeak once again.

Mike pulled back again, moving his hands to cup Jeremy's cheeks. "I said quiet."

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A/N: WOAH LOOK. AN UPDATE, FINALLY. GOOD JOB ME FOR NOT UPDATING FOR TWO MONTHS.