JereMike: Puppet

Chapter Nineteen + Important note

((Hey guys! Remember the 'sorry' note I updated, about how I moved fandoms? Remember that I said 'I'm not sure if I'm ever going to continue this book or not'? Well, that is a maybe option, it's nothing permanently, which means I'm still able to continue the story. Plus, I don't wanna leave the story in a cliff hanger.

People's comments just make me laugh and it makes me wanted to do more of the story, i may not in the FNAF fandom anymore, but damn, I still have the thirst of the smut that will coming out pretty much soon...depends. That means I'm still not sure when to update so yeah. Thank you for people who read this all ^ w ^ Enjoy the story~))

Mike didn't give up on his search that he didn't had any sleep that night. He have dark circles under his eyes which wasn't normal for him, since he usually get proper sleep at some point. He was walking outside, not caring if he was stumbling from the lack of sleep. He have to find Jeremy.

He looked all over to where he think Jeremy would be; the parks, playground and even Vincent house. It took him nearly 3 hours of walking around at night, from Vincent's place and back to his. Suddenly, he felt vibrations in his pocket. It must be Jeremy!!

He quickly pulled out his phone to see it was indeed Jeremy who was calling him. Mike grinned and quickly answered, pressing the phone to his ear.

"Jeremy! Oh, I'm so glad you've called! Where are yo--"

"Um, sorry but this isn't Jeremy right now.."

Mike's eyes went wide. Did someone stole his phone? Is Jeremy even alright?!

"Who are you? And why do you have Jeremy's phone?!" He growled, gritting his teeth.

"Dude, calm down. I've just met Jeremy and...I need help. I'm in Freddy Fazbear's Pizzaria right now and he's with me."

Mike didn't even answered when he sprinted straight to the Pizzaria, hanging up, leaving Fritz, who talked to him through the phone, wonder if the guy 'Mike' he called would come and get Jeremy.

It didn't take less than three minutes when Mike burst in the doors, running to the office to see a very unfamiliar guy, but still know that he works as a night guard, judging by the clothes he wore. His gaze then fell on Jeremy who was sleeping soundly on the chair.

"Okay, good, you're here. So I know you know him, the introductions can wait but right now Jeremy has a very high fever and he needs to be in a more safe place." Fritz told him, pausing to check the vents, cameras and the hall, and wind the music box. "I trust you to take him home and take care of him."

Mike nodded and gently picked up Jeremy who squirmed slightly in his arms, but didn't wake up. He can feel the younger male's high temprature and he pulled him closer to his chest.

"Thank you but..are you going to be alright?"

"Yeah, I can take the night myself." Fritz smiled, gesturing the older male to go. "Go before the animatronics block the exit."

Mike nodded and quickly headed out the security office, running to the door and pushing it open with his back. He held Jeremy tightly as he ran back to his house, panting slightly once he arrived. He got in and went straight upstairs, stopping once he was on the top. Should he put him to his room or to the guest room? Well, Jeremy needed to keep warm to hopefully lower the fever down.

Heading to Mike's room, he walked in and gently lay the younger male on the bed. Mike sucked in a breath, not sure what he should do, either lay down with him or leave him to rest. Biting his lip, he pulled the covers up and slide it up on Jeremy until it reaches his neck. Mike then walks out the room, giving the younger male one more glance before closing the door behind him.

He walked to the guest room and lay down on the bed, curling up. He wondered what's Jeremy's reaction is going to be the next day.

_Jeremy's POV_

I slowly woke up, suddenly being in a bed. Weird..I sat up and look around. Where am I? Who's room is this? I then started to investigate.

So I'm still in my work clothes, meaning that someone carried me, someone who's strong enough. Then there's a tray of food just at the end of the bed. I slowly got up, feeling my head pounding harshly against my skull but I tried my best to ignore it. I walked to the tray of food, smelling it's delicious contents.

Pancakes, an egg and slices of bacon. Beside the plate is a cup of coffee. Who did all this? Fritz maybe? Oh no!! Work! I fell asleep in work! I also left him and he had to do the work alone! I hope he's alright..

That's when I noticed a small note in the corner of the tray. I slowly picked it up and read it out loud. "I'm sorry.." Who would say something like th-- Mike..

I sighed and decided to eat, since my stomach has been empty for the past hours. Ah..it taste like heaven, it's so good. I then take a sip of my coffee, sitting straight at the edge of the bed. The tray was just beside me, the plate's already empty.

After drinking it, I felt my stomach warmed up. Then I started thinking..

Mike may have declined my confession, I won't let my feelings get into our..well, friendship. It may hurt, my heart did once again broke but I have to toughen up. The pain and memory may come back from time to time, but I'm sure I can deal with it....I guess. I'm already 20, jeez. I took a deep breath and exhaled, smiling and got up. Bad decision.

"Ow.." I didn't even realised how much my head is hurting right now. It must be a cold or something..oh well, I need to talk to Mike, to forget about the events that had happened, my confession as well.

Slowly getting up, making sure not to hurt my head this time from standing up too fast, I slowly walked to the door, opening it and walking out the room.

The smell of bacon downstairs is still quite fresh, so I decided to go down the stairs and to the kitchen, to see Mike checking..something? His back is facing me, he was holding a cup of coffee on his left hand and he was doing something on his right hand.

I just stood there, waiting for him to turn or notice me, I know that I might startle him if I speak.

Mike slowly turned around, he was checking something on his phone as he took a sip on his coffee. When he saw me standing by the table, he nearly spit his coffee.

_No One's POV_

Awkwardness suddenly fills the room, Mike quickly swallowing the hot liquid, his eyes wide in his shock mixed with..anxiety? Jeremy just stood there, his head tilted slightly on the side, questioning him why he's so suddenly tense.

Finally, Jeremy decided to speak up.

"Look Mike..I'm sorry, for what I said, for everything. Please, just forget about it, okay?" He smiled rather unsurely, slowly walking towards the taller male.

"I-I.." Mike finally spoke, stuttering slightly. He wasn't sure what to say, nor do. He doesn't want to burst out something that he will regret, or do, such as pulling him into a hug in an awkward situation.

He inhaled sharply, biting his lip and walking past the younger male, trying his best to ignore him. Words ran around his mind that it makes him want to punch a wall or rip his hair out.

'How the fuck do i say that I love him?! Shhiiiiittt..'

((Sorry for the short chapter, I kinda wanna get to the good parts. NOT! Ehehehehe >:D ))