You excite me (Jeff x male reader)

I just want my mom.

"Just someone I used to know..."

Your pov

I didn't want to pry so I didn't talk much after what he had said. The house wasn't quiet whatsoever and it was crowded it felt like I had to hide behind walls to avoid meeting his 'friends' it wasn't that I didn't want to say hi...I just didn't know what to say.
'Hey, I'm bangin' your serial killer friend!'
I cringed at my own thoughts as I helped Jeff go through his old room in the mansion.

"You're super quiet..."

I looked over at him as he looked at a pocket knife to see if it was of importance to him, and he threw it away.

"I just...don't wanna piss you off..."

I mumbled going back to looking through his stuff, he didn't have a lot. Hoodies, jeans a bed and he was all set. He didn't have a diary like his mom...which I've been meaning to read...
He rolls his eyes and throws a pair of Converse into his moving bag... It was just a huge trash bag full of his shit.

"Don't worry about that...if it was mad at you you'd know..."

I looked over at him with a small smile, he didn't know it but what he said did help. He was the type to hit you with the problem instead of letting it fester, we just needed to work on letting him open up about his feelings...I felt a small tingle in my stomach.

"K...do you wanna keep this porn magazine?"

He leaped across the bed trying to see what I was talking about.

"What?! I don't have-"

I laughed at his embarrassment, I hadn't found anything like that in his room. If anything I'd say he never beat his meat by himself before-

"Jackass..."

He slapped the back of my head laughing.

"With how horny you are I'm surprised I haven't found a cum sock..."

He scoffed getting off the bed and going back to his dresser.

"I don't do it by myself... it's awkward..."

"Oh? How many people have you slept with then?"

He laughs teasing me.

"How many people do I gotta say to make you jealous..?"

I rolled my eyes throwing a pillow at him, This got a laugh out of him as he threw it back. I couldn't help but smile as I saw him laugh, I was really falling hard...I don't think he's ever told me he loves me though...
I sigh picking up his bag of belongings.

"Let's get home, I'll make you something to eat..."

"How bout you teach me how to make something..?"

I think for a moment stepping out of his old room with him. I couldn't help but smile at the thought of him failing to cook an easy dish.

"Sure..."

The way back home was silent, just as silent as it was before. I felt a pain in my chest as I looked over to him. He was lighting a cigarette and offering me a drag, I accepted. It was late by the time we got home the night sky lit up the night.
We walked up to the door and I grabbed my key to unlock it but the door was already unlocked.
I look over at Jeff who clearly was on edge. I open the door peeking through the small crack.

I saw Dad sitting at the table looking through his paperwork, I felt my heart light up with happiness. Looking over at Jeff I tell him to go through the window of my room to get in. He agrees throwing the bud off the cigarette on the ground and stepping on it.

Opening the door my dad greets me with a smile, he stands up and walks over to me.

"Where were you? You left your phone?"

millions of excuses ran through my Brain as he asked that.

"I was over at my friend's...zander?"

He shakes his head crossing his arms.

"You know I don't like that boy-"

I roll my eyes, I didn't want to fight with my dad right now. This was the first time he's been home in forever.

"Why are you back?"

I say with a smile trying not to sound aggravated.

"We weren't busy, I thought it would be good to see my little Bud..."

He rubs my hair smiling.

"How about I look you something-?"

He shook his head cutting me off.

"I'll order pizza, I'd like to talk about your attendance and grades..."

I felt my heart sink, is that why he came back? To make a fool of me?

"I know schools hard, especially with your mom-"

"Goodnight dad..."

I didn't feel like talking about this, not with my dad. I don't want the only thing we talk about to be school. That's the last thing I want to talk about with him.

"Bud please wait, I'm just worried...you hanging out with the wrong crowd..."

How would he know? He doesn't hang out with me.

"Goodnight-"

I felt my voice shake and my eyes burn with tears. I wanted to talk to my dad. Just not like this.
I shut the door to my room forgetting Jeff would be in there and I cry. I cry like a little baby. I kept crying for a few moments before I fell a hand push my head to a shoulder.

"It's not a big deal..."

He mumbled playing with my hair as I cried.

"I just want my mom..."

I sob hugging him tightly, he doesn't hug back but he keeps playing with my hair. He isn't good with emotions anyway. This is a lot for him.

"I just want my mom..."

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SORRY- sorry I haven't been updating much I kinda forget about the story tbh- or I don't have the motivation to write it and I don't wanna give y'all a crappy story.
The stories crappy so far but I'm trying to figure out a plan cause right now I'm kinda just winging it.

I'll get to work on the next one now! That's for waiting pookies