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When Jeremy woke up, Tyler was no longer in his arms. He got up and looked around the room. No sign of him. Jeremy started panicking. Had he run off, feeling freaked out? Was having sex with a guy too much for him to handle, causing him to come out of hiding? What if Klaus found him, and it was all Jeremy's fault?
Just as he was about to take a look outside, the door opened and Tyler came in holding a take out bag and two cups.
"Hey, you're up. I got us some breakfast."
"Are you insane? Klaus Mikaelson is after you and you're just walking around town like that's nothing."
"Relax, Jer. I know how to be discrete," he chuckled. Regardless Jeremy still punched him in the shoulder. It clearly didn't hurt but that wasn't really the point.
So they sat down and ate and talked. At some point they started reminiscing about the good old days. You know, the vampire-and-werewolf-and-witch-free days when they despised each other.
"I still don't get why you hated me so much," Jeremy said.
"You were a dumbass stoner kid who was in love with my girlfriend. What's your excuse?"
"Eh, you were just a dick." They laughed more, time passing still. A couple hours passed, after which Jeremy realised it was probably time to end this little sleepover.
"Guess I'll see you around, Ty," he said, opening the door.
"Goodbye, Gilbert. And don't let this go to your head but I actually enjoyed hanging out with you."
Jeremy grinned, glad that he and Tyler could finally bury the hatchet.
When he left that motel room, he had no real plan of what to do or where to go. He pulled out his phone and, to nobody's surprise, there were a bunch of texts and missed calls from Damon.
He actually did want to talk to Damon. He can tell he at least regrets what happened with Kai. And Jeremy can't ignore how he feels about Damon either. So he texted him back.
Jeremy: i'm coming over. we can talk. no promises
Damon: thank u
Jeremy started walking to the Salvatore boarding house. On the way there he got lost in his own thoughts. So lost that he didn't notice the figure that had been following him until it stepped in front of him.
"Hello, Jeremy."
The man simply smirked at his look of confusion.
"Stefan?"