'Three weeks?' Jeremy thought to himself. He didn't know that. 'That's a lot.' he thought.
"w-.." Jeremy stopped himself as he tried to speak... He couldn't seem to be able to get the words out. His mind felt foggy.
Michael hadn't noticed Jeremy's speech. it was too quiet.
The silence was soon interrupted by a nurse walking into the room; presumably alerted by when Michael had yelled out into the hallway.
She cleared her throat. "Mr. Afton, I see that Mr. Fitzgerald here is awake. would you care to let him go?" she requested.
As Michael started to reluctantly let go of Jeremy, Jeremy reached out and held one of Michaels hands in his own shakey hand. "Hold.." Jeremy whispered. He couldn't seem to get himself to speak any louder or add on anymore words, but Michael had heard him and understood what he was trying to say and held his hand back.
(anygays i dont know how to end this bye chat might add some later 😰)
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hold my hand. (Jeremike shit)
Fanfictionmy Jeremike AU. if you dont like it, go cry about it. the cover is my own art btw.
