You excite me (Jeff x male reader)

Inside

getting closer to his face.

Jeff pov

I was angry, more than angry. He was with him, that fucking...shit...

He giggles running his hand through my hair. I slap his hand off of me. His hand soon returns to my head with a stupid cheesy smile. I couldn't help but stare.
I placed my forehead on his as he took both of his hands and ran them through my hair.

"Your pretty..."

"Am I?"

He nodded smiling at me. I was tired, I was hoping he'd come home in one piece but instead, his knees are fucked up and he's baked as shit.
His lips were near mine but I move my face away before disobeying him.

"Let me patch you up"

He winces while I place the alcohol to disinfect. I wasn't too good at mending wounds I just let it heal naturally. I didn't mind learning for him.

"That burnnnsss!"

"That's what you get for being stupid"

He whimpers as I bandage up his wounds.

"Are you hungry?"

"Very.."

I smile standing up and walking over to the oven. I didn't really know how to use it, I was kinda hoping he would teach me how to one day. It didn't seem that hard.

"Want me to help?"

He stood up walking over to me with a smile on his face.

"Can you help?"

He turned on the oven and pulled out a vast selection of food we could make. Pancakes, eggs, bacon, breakfast foods.
He looks like a drooling dog staring at all the food.
He got to work making the both of us food, he would slip up every now and then burning himself or food flying out of the pan.

It is silly, funny, or hilarious? I think that's the right word.

He plated the food and looked at me with a tired expression almost like he was trying to seduce me.

"Hehe~"

He handed me the food and walked off to the couch sitting on it. Before I could sit down he was almost done with his food.

"It's...mh...good"

He said with a full mouth.

I ate watching him....eat quickly... He finished his food fast and set the plate down and looked at my plate, I offered some to him.
He didn't bother taking a fork he made me feed him. I felt too nice, I'm not a maid. I'm not meant to look after him when he's like this.
I stared at him he had a smile on his face that I hadn't seen from his many expressions yet. I've seen a lot of them.

Maybe I didn't mind it too much. He seemed...happy...

"You should go to bed."

He agreed with a sweet laugh and laid on me. I didn't expect him to be so affectionate, was this like his sober thoughts? Felt my body heat up as I held him in my arms like my mother once did. I brushed his hair out of his face and on his collarbones I saw the scars I left. I wanted more... I need more...

I breathed in the scent I had been familiar with for around a year now. He just didn't know the anniversary.

I do.

He soon fell asleep in my arms and I was able to fully take in his presence. I felt his marked-up skin. His wrist, stomach, and most likely his thighs had scars on them, some from me, some from self-inflicted inflict.
I remember getting a hard-on watching him slit his wrist on his birthday. I love his blood, I could keep it~ and that's exactly what I did. I have a small cute bottle of his blood with me, at all times.

I wanna rip into him, I wanna...devour? I wanna devour him.
I breathe in his scent once again with a smile, I've been meaning to recut the wounds on my face. He's been distracting me. Would he think I was attractive without the cut? Does he like it now?

I bring his hand up to my mouth, I let him touch it. If he was awake I wouldn't let him even bring it up.

It felt nice to have someone care for me.
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I stare at his asleep body. I couldn't do anything to him while he was like this. That wouldn't be right. I sigh holding him closer to me. He was warmer than me. I was colder than a dead body. I think that's called a...I forget...I soon fell asleep holding him close to me, I felt his breath on my neck.

Your pov (also a few hours later)

It was the middle of the night went I woke up, I checked my phone and saw Jeff fast asleep. I had fallen asleep on him. I had a horrible headache- getting high always made me feel trashy after. I felt bad knowing Jeff had to deal with me but I wasn't completely out of it. It was just hard to control what I said.

I remember how stupid I was and cringed at the thought. I didn't plan to be awake much longer but something told me not to go to sleep. Something wasn't right. I checked the widows and I saw a figure. They were tall, and they had many limbs.

I couldnt make out exactly what it was, it was dark and my head hurt. I wanted to wake Jeff up, it was probably one of his little buddies. I wanted to get out there. I wanted to say hi. I slipped on my shoes and walked outside without a thought in my mind.

Was I still high?

I couldn't really control my body, I just wanted to do this. I walked down the steps and onto the driveway, I walked around the apartment and looked at the freakishly tall shadow. It didn't have eyes, it didn't have a mouth, it didn't have a face.

My body trembled as I stepped closer, why was I getting closer? Did I wanna seem cooler to Jeff, did I want to prove something to myself?

I just wanted to go back inside.