Jeremike (Not An Off Title)

~~5~~

We've been dating for like two months and a half. Jeremy came to my apartment a few times without letting me know that he's coming so he usually saw me cry again. I hate myself for crying, especially in front of him. He looked so worried about me when I cried, I with I could take back all those times that I cried in front of him. Not like I don't enjoy the way he cuddles me when I cry, it really is comforting and it makes me feel loved and also love him more than I do now, but I feel really bad when I see how sad and almost guilty he looks.
I'm getting better though. I don't have suicidal thoughts as much as i had before we started dating. I forgot to mention, me and Jeremy work at the same place. We usually have day shifts together. I also use a fake name at work, "Fritz Smith". Thankfully, Jeremy hasn't called me "Mike" at work, not even once. He didn't ask why I'm using a fake name, but I know that he wonders why.

"Can I ask you something?" Jeremy asked today while we were cleaning after our day shift. "Of course."
"Why do you use a fake name?" he quietly asked. "Afton is one of blacklisted names, but even if it wouldn't, I'd probably still use a fake name." I quietly answered his question. "Ohh okay. I forgot that it's blacklisted.. Sorry for being so annoying, bu-"
"You're not annoying." I interrupted him with a smile. He smiled back and continued. "Why would you still use a fake name?"
"I would prefer others not to know that I'm related to William Afton, you know?"
"Ohh, alright. Makes sense."

We were cleaning up for an another like ten minutes and then we finally went home. I stayed at his place this time (we're usually in my apartment, though his is bigger).

I don't like this part but im too lazy to remake it (I have all those parts in a notebook and I usually change a lot of things but I dont like changing the whole part again so im sorry)