Omg I'm sorry this is so late. I've been super busy with personal things! I'll try to keep them pretty regular from now on. Again, I'm so so so sorry!
FNAF belongs to Scott Cawthon
There are SUGGESTIVE SCENES and strong language
Jeremy's POV
I close the door gently and look around. Where is Mike? I walk over to the counter and see a cup of coffee, half full. It's still warm. He must have left recently. But he never leaves without his coffee.
"Michael, are you home?" I call out.
No reply.
Maybe he went somewhere.
"I prefer to be called Mike," he says while pulling me in for a backwards hug.
"Where did you even come from?"
He buries his nose into my neck.
"End of discussion?" I ask.
He nods and starts sucking on my collar bone. I let out a hum of a moan. His hands wedge into my uniform pants as we stumble towards our room.
?'s POV
I shut my car door and grip onto my small handbag. I bite the inside of my lip and smile back my tears. I'm so proud of you, bro. A giggle spills as I run up to the house and knock on the front door.
A few muffled words come from inside, and the door opens.
A redheaded man smiles. "Hello, Ms."
"How do y' do?" I give an exaggerated bow.
He gives a light chuckle and glances over his shoulder. Where's my Mikey?
"So, uhm, you're his boyfriend?"
He gives a small nod and rubs the back of his neck.
"Huh."
A familiar brunette appears from around the corner. "Jer, who's at the d-"
I push past Jeremy and wrap my arms around Mikey.
"Mikey, I haven't seen you in forever!" I hug him tighter.
After the wave of shock somewhat passes, he wraps his arms around my body lightly.
"Hey, Sis."
He gives me a squeeze before letting go.
"Anyway, what did you come here for?" He asks.
"Haven't you heard?" A confused expression spreads across our three faces.
"Uh, no."
"Mum is ill."
Sorry it's so late guys. :'(
I feel so Frickin bad!