Night Light °a jeff the killer x male reader story

Stray Cats °prt 13 (mini)

I bring up jeffs cold tea into at this point *our* room. I put it down infront of him and he groaned. "thank you" he said slowly. "are you cold with that fan rolling? Would you like a blanket?" i ask as i rub his sleeve and he replied "yeah"... I nodded and stood up and got a blanket from my bed and draped it over him, he took the corner to his nose to smell and i furrowed my eyebrows a bit. "so why do you want wind on ur face?" i ask and he rook a moment. "so that..... I can... Scavvvg..." he struggled again "scab?" i correct and he grunted, sounding frustrated.

"... Are you staying the night again?" i ask and he nodded his fingers going up to feel his injury, he seemed satisfied with it and turned the fan off and stood up and went to sit on my bed, taking his shoes off. "is your hand ok?" i ask after noticing some bruising around his knuckles "fine." he said unlacing his converse. "do you want me to rub some cream on that?" i ask, trying to sound as nice as possible since the guy was apparently annoyed. ".... Yeah..." he said and i went to the first aid kit i used and got some cream, i came back and kneeled down beside him and lathered some cream on his bruise, avoiding seeing his face. His hands were pretty soft but his palm had some build up. His fingers were long and slender and his nails were grown out a bit. I held his hand as i finished. "what happened?" i asked sat up, him too slouched over for me to see his face. "ay.." "my-?" i correct and he continued "friends...." he finished. "did you get in a fight?"
He nodded. "they're.... Uhh set" he said "up?" "yeah!" he snapped this time. "well you can camp in here till for awhile."

I dont know why iw was making this offer, i didnt enjoy night with him there. Not if i wanted to. But i did feel sorry for him. "yeah?" he asked "yeah." i said and he nodded and stood up and climbed into my bed, curling up against the heater. "oh before you sleep hows your stitches?" i asked "good." he said. I didnt realize we were making progress with his verbally talking alot now. His voice was pretty deep.

I look at his tea he didnt bother beginning. "do you still want the tea?" i ask and he grumbled, i sighed and decided to finish his cold ass tea by myself. I get my phone from my charger and open sams chat where he'd texted me a few times. I was so occupied with jeff i forgot bout him.

Sam:"y/n dude. Where have you been?"
Y/n:"sorry dude i was taking care of a...

I couldnt tell him about jeff.

" stray cat. Found him in the woods. Sorry for not replying. "

(pretty short chapter just to finish off the other one, uhhh i just wanted to say jeffs speech problems aren't to be like cute they're just because he doesn't have a top lip so he cant touch his lips😞)