Creepypasta| [Lemons]

Jeff The Killer x Reader

~My first Lemon ever. This better be good!~

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You were walking down the long corridor in the mansion a faceless man owned. You've lived here for a while, and you've made a handful of friends so far. Not that many people like newcomers, but the pervs do. Espcially the demonic elf twins. They loved newcomeres, especially the virgin femals, they favor them the most.

You haven;t done anything with them though, they weren't a taste you had, friends is what you called them and that's going to be what they're always going to be called. Freinds. Hmmm, who are some of your friends in the first place? Well, BEN Drowned and Dark Link were quick to have you theirs, but you friend zoned them from day one. Masky, Hoodie, and Ticci Toby were somewhat your frinds, but they were always gone on mission Slenderman would send them to.

Sighing, you really thought of who your friends actually were. Jane? No, she hated you right when you stepped foot in the manor. Clockwork? Nah, she only speaks to the proxies, trying to seudce them. Especially Toby. He's never shown any sighns of liking the girl, but you had no idea what they did behind closed doors. . .

There had to be at least someone who could be called your friend, but who?

"Hehe, hello Y/N!" Came a cheery, yet dark voice from behind you. That voice was very familiar. Too familiar. Turning on your heel, you met two light grey eyes. Laughing Jack, someone you could call a friend.

"L.J.!" You yelled, accepting his warm embrace. Laughing Jack cackled and let you go, staring down the long halways you were roaming.

"You know, you shouldn't be wondering around the mansion alone, right? Especially anywhere near Jeff's room."

Jeff The Killer. His name was all too familiar to you. He's never actually spoke two words to you, well, if they weren't complaints about you, or how bad he hates the very ground you walk on. You dispise the killer and everything he does. He hates you, but you just can't seem to hate him. You actually told L.J., his best friend, that you had a crush on him, but L.J. only laughed and said you have to try waaaay harder to get at Jeff, especially when he wants to murder you.

"I don't mind. Its not like he'll do anything, right?" You said, glancing at Jeff's black wooden door. Laughing Jack laughed and pulled out a lollipop from his overals pockets.

"Oh, he'll do anything to have your blood on one of his special knifes," L.J. frowned slightly while he forced the candy wrapper from the suckable treat.

"He is Jeff The Killer after all. . ." L.J. trailed off while popping the treat into his mouth. You just listened as his razor sharp teeth tore at the red lollipop, breaking it into a million tiny pieces. Jeff does seem off towards you, but he couldn't kill you of course. Slenderman would be on him for the rest of his life if he'd even try to throw a knife in your direction. 

Well, he's done that before many times, but if it would've hurt you, then Slenderman would be there. Sighing, you looked up at the monochrome clown, eyeing his striped, long nose with interest. You were about to question how he has such a wierd nose, but a voice interrupted your thought, and most likely eveyone in the mansion too.

"It is now dinner time children, please come down to the dining room so we can begin our feast, together this night. I'm personally speaking about you, BEN." 

Then the voice went away, like it faded off into the dark shadows that surround the mansion walls. L.J. giggled and turned to face you.

"Well, I'm going to head down to dinner, you coming with gumdrop?" L.J. said, using his stupid nickname for you. You shook your head and backed up a couple steps.