Jeremichael

After Hours - Part 1

Jeremy was doing some after-party cleanup, brushing cake crumbs and spilled drink puddles off the thick plastic table covers. He hummed as he did, too focused to burst out into song as he usually would.

"Damn, these kids sure did a number! This one spoon is like...completely bent..." he laughed to himself, but it slowly faded as he realized the one accompanying him didn't give his usual tense laugh in return.

Jeremy turned to see Michael, or well, Fritz, leaning on the tall wooden handle of a broom, fast asleep. Jeremy sighed and placed his arm under Michael's head to catch him, then playfully kicking the broom out from underneath him.

Michael fell with a yelp, landing in Jeremy's arms, to which the blonde grinned and leaned in a little too close. "Sleep well?"

Michael immediately glanced away, avoiding the direct eye contact and waving his hand dismissively. "I uh- wasn't sleeping, you must be hallucinating or somethin'." Jeremy smiled and plahfully flicked the other, lightly right on his temple. "Yeah yeah, whatever you wanna believe"

Michael grinned and stood up straight, continuing his work with the broom. Jeremy had finished with the tables, giving a stretch and dramatic groan. "C'monnnn Fritz!! Hurry so we can hang out"

Michael raised a brow, grinning even wider. "You always say that...", he laughed quietly, Jeremy's expression turned to a defensive and offended one. "Only cuz you take too long!!!"

Finally, after what felt like forever, Michael finished his sweeping. By now Jeremy was in the doorway of Phil's office, leaning on the doorframe.

"So uhhh, we finished! Any chance we can take off early?"

Phil only shook his head, adjusting his glasses. "No can do...Ms. Madruga is going to be in a bit late tonight, taking her dog to the vet...something about chewing on a wire."

Jeremy huffed a small bit, crossing his arms. "What about Dave!!" Phil immediately cut him off, raising a brow.

"Do you truly expect Mr. Miller to do anything?"

"...Fair enough". Jeremy sighed in defeat, going back to the party room to meet Fritz. "He said no aughh...." the blonde whined, sitting at a table and putting his head down on it. Michael couldn't help but smile a bit at his boyfriends immaturity, walking over and rubbing his back lightly. "Hey, it's ok...atleast we're still here together, right?"

The blonde looked up at his partner, giving a soft smile in return. "Yeah...I can never complain about time with you."

Michael couldn't hide his massive smile, sitting next to Jeremy and wrapping an arm around the shorter boys shoulder, pulling him closer. Jeremy had no objections to this, shifting his hips so they sat as close as possible, legs pressed together and sides touching. Michael moved his arm to hold the other's opposite hip, rubbing it gently with a thumb. Jeremy blushed lightly, resting his head on Michael's shoulder, to which the brunette responded by kissing his head.

They stayed like that for a while, enjoying eachothers warm company, both touch-starved boys sinking into eachother. Phil and Dave came out from the manager's office, both giving a mildly-grossed out expression to the lovers.

Phil sighed and pulled his keys out, fiddling with them a small bit. "Alright, Mr. Miller and I are heading out...try and get some...actual work done you two."

Dave snickered a bit, Jeremy responding by sticking his tongue out at the "natrual" blonde. Michael instead nodded, watching as the two left the building. "Uhm...since we already finished cleaning, I guess I'll go shut the animatronics off..."

Jeremy quickly stood up, never passing up a chance to follow his boyfriend around like a lost puppy. The taller boy stood as well, going to the stage and hopping on top of it, going behind the toy robots and fiddling with their buttons.

Jeremy sat on the edge of the stage impatiently, desperately wanting to touch his boyfriend again. He ended up getting lost in thought, daydreaming of being cuddled up under a blanket with his partner, a soft pink blush spreading across his two-tone face. It took a few minutes before he noticed Michael standing in front of him, waving his hand only inches from his face. "Hellooo...earth to Fitzgerald..."

He shook his head a bit and looked up at Michael, blushing darker from embarrassment. "S-Sorry-"

"Don't be sorry love...hey ah, I finished...and since we got done cleaning early, I think we're done for the night...." Jeremy sighed and averted his eyes, knowing they couldn't leave for another hour or so. No dates tonight.

"Hey, that doesn't mean we can't enjoy eachothers company here-! I mean, we do have it to ourselves...."

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A/N: sorry this took so long! I've been struggling alot with what I wanna do with this chapter, and I honestly didn't wanna publish it, but I will just so I can move on <//3 I'll make this a two parter, please leave suggestions on what could happen next!! ♡♡♡♡