(This is a one-shot based off of Gingercat100's ask book! If you've read it, it's based of of the chapter where Jeremy yells at the Squip. Enjoy my friends!🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈
Trigger Warning: Slight cussing; Mentions of attempted suicide)

Jeremy Heere's POV

       "Because I don't want Michael to try and kill himself too!" I regret the words as soon as they left my mouth. Michael looked at me with shocked eyes, "What?" I looked away, avoiding eye contact, "Nothing..." He was glaring at me, I could feel it. "Jeremy, you don't just say that and act like it's nothing! Why the hell did you say that!?" My vision blurred with tears and a few fell to the ground. Michael's face automatically softened.
       "Dude, Jere, I'm sorry," he sighed, "I'm just worried about you." I nodded, clutching myself. He sighed once again before walking over to me. I felt his arms wrap around my body, "Jere, I'm sorry." Soft sniffles could be heard, for a moment I wondered where they were coming from before realizing it was me. I turned around and hid my face in the crook of his neck, "I-It's ok, I just had some bad memories... it's not your fault."
       I felt him rubbing circles into my back to calm me down, it was working. After a while, I softly moved my head and looked him in the eyes, "Th-thank you Michael, I needed that." He smiled, showing his teeth, "No problem dude," he paused momentarily, "Just remember I'm always gonna be here for you Jere." I nodded, wiping my eyes, "O-Ok. I trust you Michael." He pulled me back into the hug, this time I wrapped my arms around his as well.
       "I love you Player One."
       "I love you too, Player Two."

(Yeah here it is, hope you liked it! I know it's kinda short but meh. I'm too lazy XD. Anyway, as I already stated, this is based off of Gingercat100's ask book. And I wanted to thank them for letting me write this!)