Jeff the killer x male!reader

CH.7

"Phew, finally. My back is so sore.." I whine, dragging myself to the kitchen and sitting down on one of the counter island chairs as my parents were being all and lovey dovey with each other. "Man I want a stable relationship like this" I sigh as my mom cluckled. "Focus on stabilizing your life first kid. Get rich than think about love" Your dad joked, ruffling your hair. "Sure, how about I get a guy named Rich?" I joke back, expecting to accidentally create an uncomfortable tension but the opposite happened, they laughed along.

"Close enough champ, get rich or get a guy named rich whatever, who cares" He shrugged making me smile, I knew my parents would never be against LGBTQ+ but it was always better to be safe than sorry. "Yeah I think I'll go get myself a lovely boy named Rich right after I get rich." I crossed my legs and fluttered my eyelashes dramatically as dad sat next to me. "Okay boys, who's hungry for mama's special spaghetti?" She said as me and my dad immediately focused all our attention on her. "You two worked so hard today, why not reward you with a good meal right after?" She continued, patting my back and kissing my dad.

After dinner my dad leaned back on the chair patting his stomach. "That was lovely like always, honey." He hummed as I got up to wash our plates. "Glad you liked it, (Y/N) you've been working all day dear, I'll do the dishes. Take a shower and rest." She kissed my forehead as I simply nodded and headed up to my room. "Today was a long ass day.." Reaching my bedroom I simply push the door open, dragging my feet along the carpeted floor. I didn't bother turning on the light since I already kind of knew the layout of the room.

"FUCK." I spoke too soon.. "Ow ow ow ow, mother fucker, ah shit.." I sign out as I hold my foot. I hit my toe on the edge of my bed. "I should have turned the lights on" I sighed again as I flopped onto my bed. Turning around I grab the body pillow mom bought when she was pregnant with (y/s). Holding it tight I close my eyes, completely oblivious to a certain someone burning holes into the back of my skull through my bedroom window.

A discomfort in my shoulder made me roll over as the first thing I noticed was the humanoid shadow in my window. I freeze as I notice them raise a hand and tap on the window with an object I couldn't see clearly. Slowly sliding off the bed I sit on the floor next to it, still keeping my eyes on the person tapping on my window. The person blew at the window, making it fog up as they seemed to write something. Something so simple.

Sliding closer only a little I see what they wrote.

'Hi'

Honestly it confused me, if they were here to scare or kill me why didn't they try breaking the window, why were they trying to communicate with me? Hesitantly I raise my hand and give them a slight wave after the fog on the window disappears. "what the fuck.." I whisper to myself as the person and I continue to stare at each other. I back away towards my desk and take some paper and a pen out still doing my best to keep an eye out for the mysterious person. They seemed like they didn't wanna hurt me, at least not just yet..

The window had a pretty wide windowsill so I hesitatingly climbed up and sat criss crossed, proceeding to write something on the paper.

'Are you the dude from this morning?'

Okay hear me out now, I know I know I could've asked ANYTHING but listen. I was curious, okay?

They seemed to pause for a second as they created more fog and continued to write.

'Yes'