You excite me (Jeff x male reader)

I miss you

"Anything."

nodding I decide to make him something quick, bacon and eggs.
He stared at me the whole time while I was cooking. His gaze burned into my back, my hair, my arms...my eyes...he was mesmerized by me. Flattering under different circumstances.

My mind raced but soon snapped back to reality.

"Your face is nice..."

He sounded so awkward like he had never talked to a person before. Had he not understood that he broke into my house?

"The necklace goes with it...your face..."

Looking up at him as I hand him the food he grabs my hand. Flinching a stare at him, he kissed the back of my hand. I could help but feel a little flustered. I pull my hand back rubbing where he kissed as he ate the food I made.

He basically inhales the food I made.

"You like it?"

I laugh looking at him, he nodded and continued to eat I did nothing but watch. I looked over to the knife he had placed on the counter.

"You're cooking doesn't taste as good as your blood."

I freeze and look back over at him. He had finished his plate staring at me. He stood up grabbing his knife walking over to me. I backed away I felt my breath hitch and my hands tremble.

"Not that your cooking isn't fucking delicious~"

He pulled me close to him his forehead on mine, licking his lips he put the knife on my abdomen gently pressing on it.
He whispered sweet nothings into my ear as I held onto him.

"What's his name?"

I tilt my head confused his hand making their way down to mine holding them, his hands weren't soft but they were protective.

"The guy."
"Zander?"

He stares at me his tangled hair falling into his face. I had realized why he wanted his name.

"You won't kill him-"
"I will"

He snapped at me making me flinch back, his hands left mine as he put his hood up walking to the door.

"Wait!"

His pupils snapped in my direction.

"Uhm...let me brush your hair, it's a mess... it's gross."

He felt his hair running his fingers only halfway through it before it made him stop and groan.

"It's normal..."

He opened the door, grabbing his hand and almost shouting.

"I want to!"

He stared at me closing the door with a smirk.

"Ok, your majesty~"

I felt my hands sweating

Rolling my eyes I pull him to the couch grabbing my hairbrush from the bathroom along with a few other hair supplies.
I begin to brush out his hair he didn't seem phased by the knots and tangles. Once I got it brushed out and washed his hair was gorgeous. long and silky a person's dream hair, I slightly cut the dead ends putting leave-in conditioner in it.

I jokingly pull his hair to make his face look at mine. He groaned grabbing my wrist with a flushed face. I let go looking away, I couldn't help but be embarrassed.

"You have r-really pretty hair."

"Your hands are soft."

I smile running my hands through his hair gently scratching his scalp. He was sweet once you got past the stabbing and killing- he stood up scratching his neck and looking down at me on the couch. He helped me up running his fingers through my hair as well.

"I like yours more..."

I laugh looking at him raising my eyebrow.

"You want some?"

Before I knew it he took his knife cutting a chunk out of it. I gasped a bit putting my hand where he had cut. He had my hair in his hands I stared as he sniffed it licking his lips. I felt my face heat up, I had said that as a joke.

"Thank you..~"

I look back at him he seemed happy his eyes were lit and he had the smallest bit of blush on his face.

"Y-you're welcome- just next time let me do it instead..."

He nodded laying on the couch and staring at the clump of hair as if it was me. I sigh walking to the bathroom looking at my hair. The cut wasn't too noticeable, I didn't mind.

I wash my hands and leave with the evil intention of flicking the water on my hands on him. Once I got out he was gone. I was alone again...The couch had a note on it saying he wouldn't hurt my friend and that he enjoyed the hair. I couldn't help but smile.

So far I've kept every single note and picture he's given me, I've started to feel like the stalker. I hold the necklace missing my new friend. What would I make him for dinner tonight? Would I do his hair again tomorrow? Would he treat me to another gift? Would he leave me?

I bring the necklace up to my mouth breathing in. Thinking, I let out a breath- I had nothing to say to him.
I missed him but I could never say that, it's embarrassing and I don't want to feed into his psychotic nature.

I kiss the necklace making it buzz, I just sent him a notification. He sent one back after a moment or two. My phone rang as I noticed I flipped it open putting it to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Hey! Where are you? Are you ok?"

It was zander, I felt my chest sink with relief.

"Sorry, I wasn't feeling well- should've texted you."

I hear him sigh.

"Ok, it's ok, I gotta get to class bye bye"

"Bye!"

He hung up before I finished my bye, did I upset him? I was the one with a killer in my house. I miss them both.

I miss you, mom...