Split personality (JereMike)

To Understand

This...my friends, is the longest chapter you will ever get and that I will ever write...

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Jeremy awoke early on his own on Monday, seeing as he had fell asleep more early than the other days, the day before he had worked himself out by treating his mom with breakfast and dinner, then finished all of his homework.

Now he sit awake at five thirty in the morning, in a pair of lacies and stockings, with a tank top thrown on to cover his garter belt.

One of his hands reached up to cup the side of his face, Jeremy only gave a small grin, his head swirling with a familiar pit of nothingness.

The small teen stood up, hand still cupping his face.

Jeremy decided he was going to take a bath today, a bubble bath.

So, with the thought of a bubble bath in his head, he went and looked for some clothes for the day.

Rummaging through his drawers for a while he came up with an outfit he thought was wonderful.

It was a pair of black skinny jeans, a light purple loose crop top, and a black long sleeve under it.

The brunet checked outside his window to see it was going to be a windy, maybe rainy day, so the outfit was all the more better.

"I wonder if my daddy is awake..." Jeremy questioned to himself, staring at the others window.

But instead of just staring at the window for long, he turned around and headed to the bathroom to bathe himself.

The brunet turned the water on, trying to be quiet so that he didn't wake his mother.

He added his favourite raspberry vanilla bath soap, watching it all bubble and fill the tub.

After some time he climbed into the steamy water, the water making his skin sting from the hot water.

"Mmh..." The small hummed at the feel, eyes darkening a bit while he let himself slip away.

((I'm explaining this right here, right now, his eyes are a light lime colour when he is his little space self, but when he slips away and his "other self" takes over his eyes change to a dark spruce colour, when he is in neither headspace his eyes are emerald. Done.))

Jeremy laid his head back a little to stare at the ceiling, slowly sinking into the water, just as his ears merged into the water he stopped, eyes closing shut.

"Jeremy, honey, I hope you aren't falling asleep in the tub." Jeremy's mother walked in with a cup of tea, this time it being green tea.

"No, mother, I'm not." Jeremy said bluntly, not opening his eyes while he sat up, revealing the hickeys that Mike gave him.

"Ah, my baby isn't here today, just my all grown up baby." His mother hummed, recognizing the tone that the "other" Jeremy used.

"Mom, don't treat me like a baby...please." The young male opened his spruce green eyes, he took the cup from his moms hands, instantly sipping the hot liquid that burned his throat.