Lovin' You is Easy [Jeremike]

You got a pizza my heart

"M-mike,t-thats not--!"

Jeremy tried saying,but mike wouldn't listen. He was too occupied in putting out the enlarged flames. He quickly splashed the pan with the liquid substance in his hands,thinking that the flames would disappear as soon as he did that. But to his dismay, the flames only grew bigger. And even turn a shade darker.

...

"Fuck."

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Let's go back 2 hours before that happened,shall we?

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"Jeremy! Get yo' ass in the kitchen!"

A irritated voice called from the end of the hallway. Making the night guard jump in his seat, and scrabble around for the tablet,checking to see what time is it,before rushing to fazbear's kitchen. It was a Wednesday, Mike and Jeremy were taking turns over the shift,trying to survive another night,maybe fuckin' around a bit,ya know,like usual. I know what some of you may be thinking,why were they running around fuckboys with a ton of killer robots after them? Well its '10:46 pm' pretty early to be doing that,so,really nothing to worry about,the animatronics don't start roaming around that early. When Jeremy entered the kitchen,the first thing he had seen was mike,his arms crossed,giving Jeremy a small glare,his nose slightly raised as he slightly narrowed his eyes at the boy.

"Care to explain?"

The security guard gestured to his left,directed to a couple of paper bags on top of the kitchen counter.

"W-well..."

He started,truth be told,Jeremy had brought a bunch of ingredients from his fridge,which he is expecting a large lecture from his dear ol' mum later at home. He was planning on making pizza,a snack for him and mike, that's why he woke up early to surprise the old grump. Unfortunately, mike was already there when he came,so much for suprising him,does he always wake up so early?

"...I was p-planning on making p-pizza"

He managed to stutter out,averting his eyes to the floor.

"Why?"

"I just t-thought it was a good idea..."

Mike let his arms fall to his sides,letting out a small,not so quiet sigh. This kid,seriously? He thought. He should be paid by doing this,sadly he wasn't.

"Alright,just don't set the kitchen on fire" Boss is gonna take that out of my check

Jeremy stared at him momentarily, its either he's happy that he gets to make pizza or dumbfounded that Mike actually allowed him to do that. Although he isn't really nice to his coworkers during his day shift, he acts slightly different with the 19yr old.

"See ya later kid"

Mike announced,ruffling Jeremy's hair through his cap,messing his waves of brown hair. Causing Jeremy to lightly swat his hand away from his hair.

"H-hey!"

Jeremy complained,and patted his hair down before adjusting his hat back on his head. And watched mike heading out of the kitchen. Wait, Does he even know how to--

"M-mike wait!"

He called,stumbling after the male. Instantly grabbing his sleeve, and letting out a breathed continuation. "I-i don't know how to m-make pizza!" He confessed,his cheeks tainted with pink. Turning around,the older male gave him a 'are-you-fuckin-serious-right-now' look,making the night guard stutter out several apologies,and letting go of his sleeve. Mike closed his eyes,rubbing his forehead with one hand,before looking down at the brunette.