I Swear I'm Not Insane (Jeremike)

It Spread Like Wildfire

Jeremy couldn't honestly describe the emotion he was feeling right then, it was a warm welcoming sense, entangled with the thought of fear and shock stinging through his mind. His eyes were wide as he merely stared back at the older male, who's eyes were closed in return, his face an excruciating shade of red.

He had overbearing thoughts of wanting to return the contact, but was not completely convinced that Mike was willingly allowing himself to do this. As far as he night-watch was concerned, Mike hadn't dated for a fair amount of years, due to his lack of tolerance for most people. Why would he be an exception?

After a few seconds longer, Mike had quickly released from Jeremy, his eyes widening at the mistake he had just made. "I...dammit." He muttered, breaking the eye-contact he held with Jeremy.

"Fuck, I didn't mean to do that Jere'." The younger male however, still sat frozen on his lap, his thoughts running ramped towards the situation.

Mike was expecting at the very least an outbreak from Jeremy, a frenzy of yells and insults to be thrown at him for his careless actions. He was surprised to say the least that he himself had the nerve to actually kiss the nineteen-year-old. Although, his heart had managed to quicken its speed to an exceptionally fast rate, and his emotions seemed to have completely overtaken his actions.

But there they were, Jeremy upon Mike's lap still staring straight ahead, in a somewhat attempt to maintain eye-contact, as the security guard slumped down slightly, ashamed at himself.

Neither of them were resisting what they were feeling, all sense of emotion hidden behind clouds of confusion and embarrassment. Perhaps this would even be the end of their friendship, as an uncomfortable tension would build when either of the two attempted conversation.

"Jeremy I-" his words feel short as he felt his lips were forced against Jeremy's, hands tangled in his hair forcing him closer to the younger male, who's eyes were squeezed shut.

Was this wrong? Simple thoughts like these ran through both of the male's minds, confusing them into such a state in which they had lost all control of their actions.

Mike didn't find any reason to back away, as he simply melted into Jeremy's lips, his hands reached by behind the young male's back to bring him an inch or so closer.

They could feel each other's heartbeats against their chests, breathe mingling against one another's and much to Jeremy's surprise, he found the taste of Mike's lips to be undeniably delicious.

With little hesitation, Mike had slipped his tongue past the younger male's lips, a small yelp of surprise escaping due to the unexpectedness. Nonetheless, neither males had bothered to release them self from the other, too entranced and lost in the heat of the moment.

Jeremy finally released from Mike, and rested his forehead against the older male's. Both were left panting, as they stared dead into each other's eyes.

"M-Mike..." Jeremy whispered, his breath mingling into the security guard's as they both refused to brake the eye contact they were maintaining. "Do you...regret that?"

His answer was hesitant, as he attempted to study the confused expressions across the younger male's face. Was Jeremy honestly that ashamed? Or was he simply waiting for a reply out of Mike so he could indefinitely confirm that they were both in this position?

"I can't say I do..." He replied softly. He glanced done towards Jeremy's chest, closing his eyes as he could almost hear the young male's heartbeat. "Do you?"

"I..." he paused. "I-I don't know." Mike suddenly felt hands clutch around his neck as he found Jeremy holding onto him for dear life. "Mike... I'm going to ask you once. You can't give me a maybe, it has be a definite answer. Understand?" He whispered, Mike nodding his head slowly as he brought his eyes back to Jeremy's.

"Do you love me?"

Mike gave the other male a slightly confused look. "Love you?" Jeremy nodded, not an inch of doubt in his expression. "I need to know whether I should stop caring, or if I am able to adore you."

"Stop caring?"

"For Christ sake Mike, how much more proof do you need?!" Tears were threatening to fall from the corners of Jeremy's eyes, as his hands started to shake around Mike.

"I fucking love you. You have no fucking idea how much I do. I swear I've never met someone as blind as you." At this, Jeremy nestled his head on older male's chest, a few stray tears falling from his face.

"Then again, I'm about as blind as you. It's only n-now I realise how much I d-do." Mike was left shocked. Not for one moment of his life as he ever been in a committed, serious relationship. Let alone has he ever considered that he could be gay. And for someone such as Jeremy Fitzgerald to confess his downright love for him, he knew that was going to have to change.

"Jeremy." He lifted the young male's head up, looking him in the eyes as he wiped away the tears remaining on his face with his thumbs. "I'm afraid I've never loved somebody. I've never had a real family, no real friends. But in the last months...you've changed so much in me." He saw a small spark of hope light in Jeremy's eyes as he spoke.

"You've honestly been the most inspirational person if ever known. And right now, I am proud to say that I am indefinitely," he brought the security guard's blushing red face incredibly close to his. "In love with you Jeremy Fitzgerald."

Both of their lips once again met, and for once in both of their lives, they were proud to say there was nothing that could destroy their happiness.

However Mike suddenly pulled away, a small smirk appeared across his face. "Did you honestly just swear, for what, the first time in your life?"

"Shut up. Don't ruin the moment."

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Fritz woke with a sudden start that night. A cold chill running down his spine and his body in a frenzy of shakes. Not to include his head was also at the time pounding, an unusual occurrence to the male.

He rubbed his temples as climbed out of his bed, making his way towards the kitchen to fetch a glass of water. Fritz opened his bedroom door and walked down the hallway, his footsteps creaking agonist the wood flooring.

However he found the more he walked, the less pain would inflict inside his head, until it had eventually come to a complete stop by the time he had reached the kitchen. As a doctor, he know almost instantly that was not how a normal headache should have normally been cured, although being too tired to care he shrugged off the thought and left back towards his bedroom.

As he walked back and reached towards his door handle, he soon found it to be jammed, or at least locked from the inside. By now he was beginning to become suspicious. He gazed around to also find a single note upon his bedroom door.

"I must say, your sister is quite a deep sleeper~"

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Mmmmm yeah it's short. Just be glad I finally posted it.

*attempts to draw kawaii-desu Jeremike make-out scene, realises they suck at drawing stuff, screeches*

This was kinda also a birthday thing. Cause it's my birthday. Huzzah.