Jevil x Reader

Jevil

Okay, okay, now you had to put all this together. You fell down a mysterious closet, lost your friend, and now you're trapped with... Him...

You glance at that jesterly figure, still hopping around, and suddenly, he glances back at you.

"HELLO, HELLO! HOW RUDE OF ME, RUDE! I HAVEN'T EVEN TOLD YOU MY NAME, NAME! BUT WHATS YOUR NAME?" He yells, slightly creating an echo.

Slightly annoyed by how loud he is, you cover your ears for a second and then reply.

"Listen here, freak! I ain't gonna tell some wacked-up prisoner my name!" You yell, glaring him in the eye.

Once he doesn't respond, you take this as an opportunity to ask some important questions.

"What even are you?!"

"JEVIL, JEVIL, THE NAMES JEVIL, BUT WHY WON'T YOU TELL ME YOUR NAME, FRIEND?" He yells.

"Friend? I ain't your friend!"
You pull out a f/c shield you didn't know you had and stepped back.

Jevil, you thought. Sounds like jester, and devil...
Must be a coincidence.

He steps closer.

"Back off!" That's all you could say, still wielding your shield, as he steps closer, and closer, and you suddenly can't keep up the act anymore. You're... Terrified.

"UEE HEE HEE!!!" He yells as he violently jumps on top of you, still wielding his knife.

You're too scared to move.

"FRIEND, FRIEND! WHY WON'T YOU PLAY, PLAY??" His loud voice right against your ear makes your head feel like it's about to explode.

You helplessly squeak like a mouse found by a cat, struggling, as he asks once again,

"WHATS YOUR NAME, NAME?"
He sounds a tad impatient now.

"Y-Y/N" You say quietly. You're annoyed at how scared and helpless you sound, partly because it's true, and partly because now this thing knows your scared.

He suddenly jumps back onto his feet.

"Y/N, Y/N, I LOVE THAT NAME!" He says, but instead of sounding typically enthusiastic, he actually sounds a tiny bit sincere.

No. You thought. He couldn't be trying to actually compliment me. He's just trying to get on my good side...so he can...
You look back at his hands, but he's not wielding the knife anymore. His smile is, now that you think about it, kind of...cute?

NO, NO, NU-UH! You suddenly come back to reality. I can't think this...thing...is cute!

Buuut.....

You can't help but to say,

"Thanks, Jevil."

"HEE HEE!" He smiles wildly and hops faster from foot-to-foot.

You're...kind of happy. It's cute. This thing, isn't that bad after all. And you think, suddenly, maybe you took the wrong approach. Being mean doesn't really solve anything, does it?

"Uh, sorry, but what exactly are you...uh...Jevil?"

" THEY THINK I'M A PRISONER, PRISONER! BUT LO, SO UN-SO! "
He chuckles to himself.

He starts again. You listen in, hoping to hear something useful.

" THEY TRIED TO IMPRISON ME, ME! BUT I'M FASTER, FASTER!! AND THEY BUILT A PRISON AROUND THE WHOLE WORLD INSTEAD. NOW, NOW, I AM THE ONLY ONE WITH TRUE FREEDOM, FREEDOM!!!"

" Uh..." What?

Well, that didn't make any sense.

" Okay, okay, so, if this is the only freedom, how do I get out?"

" UEE HEE HEE! WHY WOULD YOU EVER HAVE TO LEAVE? YOU HAVEN'T EVEN PLAYED WITH ME, ME!"

" Okay, okay, well...what do you want to play? "

He looked confused, and slightly surprised, like no one had ever asked him this before. And, to your own surprise, you felt...kind of bad.

" I'm sorry, uh-Jevil, but I need to get out of here, okay? I fell down here suddenly, and then-this happened."

Jevil starts to speak, but is cut off by a banging on the cell doors.

" Y/N! " You hear a familiar voice yell.

"A-...Alex?"