Casual Obsession ( A Jeff X Reader)

Chapter 6

I locked the door quickly behind us as we entered my house. The place was a mess as I hadn't been expecting company and I flushed a little watching Jeff glance around the living room. "Sorry about the mess. I didn't think anyone would be over here soon."

He chuckled. "It's fine, doll. Honestly, compared to the dump I've been crashing in, this place might as while be spotless." He walked into the living room. It was a small space a f/c couch and black coffee table with some empty cans on it, a black TV stand with a TV and a ps4 on it, LED strips lining the ceiling's edge, and some f/c curtains.

I nodded, following behind him and watching as he flopped down on the couch, stretching as he did so. I stood awkwardly at the other end of the couch, staring at him. He sat there, legs spread and one arm thrown over the back of the couch, the other resting on the armrest. He was staring up at my ceiling.

"You like what ya see, doll?" He asked with a chuckle, glancing at me. I blushed and looked down. Sure I'd gone from him freaking the hell out of me to me enjoying his company at work, but that was beside the point. This was hardly the time for that sort of thing. Not with Liam lurking around.

"Hey Jeff, can I ask a favor of you?" I said quickly, deciding to ignore his comments all together.

He sat up, looking straight at me. "Depends. What is it?"

I sighed. I'd thought about asking this on the walk over here and his comments about his place being a dump made it a little easier to ask, honestly. That and the fact that I felt weirdly safe around him, even though I didn't really have a reason for that.

"Would… Would you mind staying with me?" I asked a little unsure and his silence didn't help so I quickly added "Just for a couple days. Until I get the restraining order reinstated or a new one in place… If not it's okay, I'm sure Drake or Parker wouldn't mind staying over for a couple days, so no pressure."

I kept my eyes cast down, too embarrassed to look at him. I heard his dark chuckle and felt his eyes watching me.

"Sure, doll~ I don't have anything better to do." There's something in his tone I can't quite place and, while his words relieved the pit in my stomach, his tone made it do a flip. Out of fear or something else I could never tell with this man. Which isn't fair! I didn't even know what he looked like without that stupid mask on, so what gives him the right to make me feel whatever this… wait a second.

"Thanks, Jeff," I said, walking towards him and sitting on my knees next to him on the couch.

"No prob," he said, glancing over at me.

"Sooo," I said, a little unsure  at how he looked at me and raising an eyebrow.

"So?"

"Since we're living together now, are you finally gonna let me see your supposedly beautiful face?"

He looked a little surprised but chuckled. "Sure doll~ But I'll warn ya, I'm one sexy motherfucker~"

He turned to face me and I got butterflies in my stomach as he lifted his hands towards his face, removing the mask.

I gasped, my eyes went wide and my throat dry. He had a large scar on either side of his mouth creating a huge joker-esque smile.

He chuckled, seeming amused by my reactions. "Too stunned by my beauty to speak, I see." He chuckled again. "I get that a lot. Most find my lovely smile too stunning for words."

My eyes softened and I'm sure I looked concerned. My body moved on its own as I lifted  my hands toward his face. "I… W-What happened?" The words just fell out of my mouth before I could think.

He looked a little taken aback as my hand made contact with his face, my fingers tracing the deep scars on his face. He frowned to the best of his ability. I'm not sure if it was my action, my question, or both, but it seemed he didn't like something.

"It's a long story, and besides they're an improvement. Makes it so much easier to smile, and a smile is such a beautiful thing don't you agree, doll~"

"Y-Yeah…Beautiful…" I stopped tracing his scars as I took another look at them. They were hash and deeply carved into his skin, rough to the touch. A part of me found them attractive in some way, if I was honest with myself. Or maybe it was the way such a harsh thing seemed not to bother him or his over-inflated ego that I found attractive. Either way, I found myself leaning forward before placing a gentle kiss to the scar on his left cheek.

I think my kiss surprised me as much as it surprised him. I felt his body go tense and I quickly moved away. "S-Sorry I um …" I trailed off, my e/c orbs meeting his magnificent green ones. They were filled with surprise and something else. What it was I'm not sure, because before I had any chance to think on it, I'd already started leaning in again.