I Swear I'm Not Insane (Jeremike)

Tests Can be Intimidating

"Mr Schmidt, Mr Fitzgerald is awake and is willing to see you." A nurse said smiling, as she walked out of Jeremy's hospital room allowing Mike to enter.

"Hey Jeremy..." He said upon arrival, attempting to make some type of eye contact with him. No such luck however. He sighed and glanced down at himself as Mike sat on a plastic chair next to Jeremy's bed. "I-I'm sorry Mike..." Jeremy said, making his tone between a whisper and a whimper. "I d-didn't mean to distract you! I s-shouldn't have lost it and kept you f-from doing your job."

Jeremy glanced up, moving some of bandages, as they were starting to become irritating around his neck. "I take f-full responsibility for my actions, a-and I can resign if you would want me to-"

"JEREMY." Mike couldn't take this anymore. He threw his arms around Jeremy's shoulders and hugged him, causing Jeremy's face to flush red in embarrassment. Even though he has barely known him for a bit over 24 hours, and almost got himself them both killed, Mike felt like he could trust him.

"Jeremy, I know what you did, and I completely forgive you. What you did back there, wasn't in your control and I understand. Just please. Don't keep blaming yourself. You're a nice guy." Jeremy sighed. "T-Thank you Mike...no one really ever had any hope for me once they see that side to me."
"Well.... I guess there's a first time for everything."

Suddenly the door had slammed shut, causing Mike to jump back into his seat. "Sorry for the intrusion! Was that a bad time?" Fritz was standing near the entrance, clutching his clipboard to his chest. Almost with a smile on his face.

"No, it's okay. We're just talking."
"Okay, I just need to check a few things with Mr Fitzgerald." He said walking towards a cupboard and taking a few things out. "You're perfectly fine to stay Mr Schmidt, I'll just be running a few tests. It will only take a few minutes."

~5 minutes passed~

"Everything seems to be perfectly normal, we just need to do one last thing." The doctor had said walking back to the cupboard opposite the bed.
"G-Great, I'm starting to get pretty s-sleepy anyway..." Jeremy said between yawns. Mike chuckled. "Same here. After having to deal with work, this accident and not having any sleep yet is pretty exhausting."

Fritz walked to them both holding a syringe and a vile of some type of clear liquid. Jeremy was resting in some pillows the bed with his eyes closed. "He must really be worn out..." Mike thought to himself. "Okay we just do this needle and then we're finished for today." Jeremy's eyes suddenly shot open.

"We don't really have to do needles do we?!" Jeremy had jumped off the bed and was hiding behind Mike "Jeremy it's just a shot, it's okay." He tried to reassure him. Jeremy was almost shaking. "Jeremy you won't even feel it. I promise." Fritz said walking towards him. Mike saw the look change in his eyes again.

"Oh boy..."

Fritz was just about to hold Jeremy's arm, when he suddenly grabbed the doctors hand and threw the needle out of his grip across the room. "I don't need it."

The room fell silent.

"Dammit, not again..." Jeremy whispered. He looked around and saw the shocked faces. Fritz noticed this, instantly changed his reaction. "Jeremy it's alright. Just calm down, you're going to get yoursel-"
"N-no! I did it a-again! It's only getting worse! I can't k-keep doing this!"
Jeremy started to walk slowly towards the door, away from them both.

Mike attempted to step in front of him. "Jeremy please, calm down."
"But you just saw what I did! It's only getting worse and I can-" Jeremy's head was suddenly pulsing, and his heart rate picked up immensely. He dropped to the ground, but just in time for Mike to catch him.

"I can feel his heartbeat from here! What's happening?!" Fritz ran over and pressed an emergency call button next to the bed. "Get him on the bed, now!"

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Jeremy heard a few muffled voices when he slowly opened his eyes. He blinked a few times, but his vision was still blurry and wasn't able to make out who was standing in front of him.

He couldn't move his body, he felt completely exhausted. They must have noticed he was awake, as they started to crowd around him, Jeremy could only tell that there were 3 people there, but weren't recognisable.

"Jeremy!" He suddenly heard his name being called and he blinked one more time. There were 3 doctors there, one shining a torch in his eyes, a nurse writing down on a clipboard and Fritz.

"Hello Mr Fitzgerald. Are you able to speak yet?"
"Y-yes..." He said quite weakly. The nurse smiled and scribbled some more things down. The doctor shining the light put the torch away and faced Jeremy. "Just in case you were wondering what had happened, your heart rate had instantly soared which was almost too much for your body to take. The good news is that there was no permanent damage done to your body. Other than that, you will need a good nights sleep."

Jeremy nodded and looked around the room, he instantly noticed Mike was sitting in a corner of the room sitting on a chair, almost looking worriedly at him. He gave a short smile which Jeremy acknowledged, and attempted one back.

"You may need to stay in hospital for a few more weeks, but as long as this doesn't happen again we should be fine." The doctor finished, and walked out the room quickly followed by the nurse.

Fritz walked up to Jeremy along with Mike right behind him. "Sorry about that Mr Fitzgerald, I didn't realise you didn't exactly "like" needles that much..." Fritz muttered while at the same time trying to sound professional.
"I-it's alright, honestly I should just stand up to that old fear and face it. I just...it's just an old trait I got from somewhere." He said and looked down.
"But Mr Fitzgerald, do you live by yourself?" He nodded.

"Well...you see...I don't believe it would be best if you were to do that much longer. Studies have shown people who have some things similar to your "condition", have a much better recovery when living with another person. Do you have any family or friends who you would know that you could live with?"

Jeremy paused. He hasn't had any real friends before in his life, and his family... well...his family was-

"I'll take him in." Mike suddenly spoke up. "R-really Mike? You honestly can't d-do that, you don't have to put up with me-"
"I was the reason you are in hospital in the first place. I think I need to pay you back." Jeremy was frozen in astonishment. No one has ever shown this much kindness to him.

"Great! I wish the best for the both of you." Fritz said smiling and he started to leave. "O-oh and Dr Smith?" Fritz turned around to face them. "You can j-just call us Jeremy and Mike."
"Okay. Well you can both can call me Fritz." He said he he left and shut the door behind him.

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I honestly thought I had a clear idea as to what to do with this story. I think I failed at that.

I think Fritz already ships Mike and Jeremy in this XD