Jeremy Fitzgerald X Reader

Chapter One- New job, new friend

Y/N POV
You woke up to hear snoring. You look to your feet to see the familiar sight of your cat, Sysco, sleeping. You gently inch your feet out from under him and get some clothes out of the closet. (Idk about you guys, but I sleep wearing just a tank top, shorts, and underwear.)
You are 19 years old, and live alone, in a house. 2 stories, 1 guest bedroom, 1 main bedroom, a living room, kitchen, bathroom and garage.
Black longsleeve shirt, faded blue jean shorts.
"Cod swam it, I put the shorts on backwards," you say, clearly frustrated.
After fixing your shorts, you go and pick up the newspaper. You were running low on cash to pay for food, so you needed a job.
"Help Wanted. Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. Night guard. $100.50 a week. Call ***-***-**** for more info."
That sounded like a good deal. Sit on your lazy ass from 12:00 to 6:00 and bitchslap any robbers. You decided to call the number.
"Any previous experience?" Asked a gruff voice.
"Uhm, I was a cashier at a Publix once..." You reply.
"You're hired! Show up at 11:30 so you can get the jidst of it." The voice replies.
*CLICK*
Well that was easier than you thought. It concerned you a little, but you brushed it off as a simply cheap franchise.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time skip to 11:30~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You arrive at the place just at 11:28. You open the door and call out for anyone.
"H-hello? Is someone there?" You hear a shy voice say.
"Uhm, I'm the new night guard? Y/N?" You yell back at the voice.
"O-ok, just walk straight and make a right, then you'll be in the o-office," the voice replies. You follow the voice and appear in the office. The face in front of yours was far from normal.
He had a question mark for his face, which quickly turned to a '!!!' as he saw me.
"H-hi, I'm Jeremy Fitzgerald," he says, offering out his hand.
"I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you," you reply calmly.
As you say your name, he looks at you and slightly blushes.
'Hey, he's kinda cute'
SHUT UP BRAIN. NOT NOW.
"Well, what do we do? Sit on our asses till 6 AM?" You say.
"W-Well, no. The animatronics move. Something about their servos locking up. But hey, we've got a Freddy mask in case they try to stuff us into suits," he says.
"WAIT WAIT WAIT WHAAAT?!?!" You yell.
"I WASNT TOLD I COULD BE MURDERED HERE!!" You shout again.
"Shhhh! They'll come to the noise!" He says.

'Cute, AND caring. Boy he's one in a billion.'
Holy shoal shut up brain!!!

You look at your Pokemon watch and see that it's 4:59 AM. You flash the hallway and see toy chica.
"OH SHIT OH SHIT WHAT IS THAT-" you scream.
"That's toy chica," Jeremy says.
"Her hips do not lie... Chicken breast???" You say.
"...I thought this was a kid's place," you say, trying to lighten the mood.
Suddenly toy chica is in the room. You and Jeremy put on the masks. She slowly leaves the room.
You check your watch again and see that it's 5:49 AM. Good. This living Heaven was over soon.
"W- well, see you again?" He says shyly.
"Yeah. Tomorrow?" You say enthusiastically.
"S-sure," he replies.
DING DONG DING DONG
6:00 AM.
"OH HELL YEAH!!!" You yell, dancing out of the restaurant.
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A/N
So, did you like it? I'm gonna continue whether you do or not cause I like Jeremy. A lot.