Jeff the killer x male!reader

CH. 32

After you finished cooking you told Rem you were gonna eat upstairs, you still didn't feel okay with being in the same room as his prehistoric, fossil-ass looking parents and he easily let you go.

You have your cat some food you bought previously and took a small glance at Jeff to make sure the dude is still breathing, it's been 4 hours. You were sitting at your computer desk watching some netflix while eating your own plate of food, his was still sitting on the bedside table.

Halfway into your movie you heard shuffling behind you. "Look who decided to wake up." You give him a smirk, pausing the movie." He seemed very disoriented and looked in your direction with a startled expression as you said that.

"Yeah- uh what time is it?" He said with an.. oddly attractive tone... FOR FUCKS SAKE.

"Uh— It's like.. I think 6 or 7pm? I don't know, you slept for a while." You quickly answer, nearly stuttering on your words.

The conversation ended when you darted out of your room after hearing your moms voice in the hallway, leaving the still slightly disoriented man to figure himself out on his own.

"Mom- hey mom." You dragged out your sentence with an awkward smile as she gave you a confuse glance before nudging you to continue.

"I was thinking, so I just turned 20 and I've checked everything over and I want to move out and get my own place." Your shoulders visibly drop when you get those words out.

"Oh honey, I'm so proud of you! My son is all grown up now." She practically bursts into tears and hugs you tightly.

"When are you planning on moving dear?" She asks when she finally releases you out of her bone breaking embrace.

"Tomorrow actually, I know! I know it's sudden and that's because i've wanted to tell you for a while but things kept coming up and- yeah... now we're here.. It's an older house and it's already furnished and stuff, it has good reviews, decent neighbors y'know.. but it is a long car ride, maybe 45 minutes to an hour?."

You continued to go on a rant with your mom, answering all of her questions she set for you. While she was initially very shocked at the 'tomorrow' she understood this past week was certainly a mess and let you off with a small scolding of responsibility.

You were honestly planning on moving out soon but your top priority was also to get Jeff away from... everyone, just everyone. You'd get in trouble with the police as well if anyone found out, YOU'RE ADDING A MURDERER Y/N.

As you entered your room and closed the door you couldn't help but let out a sigh. "Moving huh? So that's what you've been doing on that computer this whole time."

Jeff's voice made you jump out of your skin, it took you every ounce of your energy to not let out a violent scream.

"Yeah ive wanted my own place for a while, AND.. we need to get you the fuck away from everyone. I was planning on moving like a week after Rem leaves but I guess plans change." You groan, glancing at the boxes that you're gonna need to stuff your things into soon.

"Aww so you're also having me in mind, that's cute thank you." He cooed, holding his head in his palms.

The rest of the night was spent with small talk as you arranged the moving boxes. The two of you passed out around 1am after you finally finished, closing and taping the last box.

You were laying on the carpet on your oddly comfortable floor since Jeff was taking up your bed, asshole. While you would have preferred to kick him out of the bed he'd probably make some stupid comment that'd send you to the moon and back, you weren't in the mood for that.

Your alarm went off at 6am, you were trying to get up before your dad did so you could keep everyone away from entering your room since Jeff was.. I guess barely mobile. "S'okay, no one's walking around yet, i'll wake you up." A hoarse voice said from behind you, smacking your head back down onto a.. pillow?

You didn't remember getting yourself one, you raised your head momentarily to see you were still on the ground, just with a blanket and pillow this time. You leaned back to see who was speaking, not being surprised when you were met with a familiar pale face.

"I know i'm a psychopath but youre fuckin' crazy for setting an alarm at 6 in the morning." He complained, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, he seemed like he just woke up.

"The comb is in the bathroom but I doubt it'd help with that absolute bird's nest you have for hair." You joked, turning your body around and laying on your other side facing him now. "Charming, not like yours is any better. You look like you have a matted carpet for hair." He immediately shot back.

You released a small breathy sigh while muttering out a small 'wow' before sitting up. "I really should start getting ready, I don't have a plan on how to move you without getting caught." You groaned, sitting criss-cross.

"You're acting like I don't have legs, I'll just take some painkillers and make a run for it, just give me the address. I'll be there." He softly fistbumped your forehead to push you back in a teasing manner and you returned the gesture right batch with a whack against his hand.