Night Light °a jeff the killer x male reader story

Garlic °prt 14

I come downstairs in the early morning, jeff was still asleep the same position he fell in it. I get to the kitchen and my mum id making something on the stove and Valerie is keeping her company at the table with a cup of coffee in his hands. In a white tanktop, my mum in a baggy shirt and sleep shorts. "morning kid!" valerie says, smiling at me, her blonde hair up in a pony tail. "morning... Valerie" she laughs and signals for me to sit down. Shes rather built, her shoulders are broad and her biceps are pretty built, her shoulders covered in tattoos of birds and fish. Strange choice.

I sit down next to her. "how'd ya sleep?" she asks and i smile back at her, shes hard to be sad around "pretty uhm well." she nodded along sipping at her mug."well thats nice, its good for a young man like you to get plenty of sleep" she said patting my shoulder, her fingers laced with rings. "oh val, cmon hes not a child" my mum chirps in and she frowns with a joking smile "he is to me" she says and my mother sarcastically rolled her eyes with a smirk. She plates up breakfast and layed it out infront of us. "you cook so well" Valerie commented as she viewed the food and my mum giggled, handing her a fork but also holding her hand during the transaction. She smiles at my mum and runs her thumb over her knuckles as she pulls back and sits down. They eventually settle down and eat leaving me as a lone witness, im sensing something here.

They talk for awhile leaving me picking at my eggs with a fork
"you owe me an entire new tube of toothpaste" valerie said, thats confusing. "oh shush dont be dramatic" my mum replied and valerie laughed "had me brushing my teeth for hours, not a wink of sleep" valerie said and my mum frowned with a smile "now you're being insulting." my mum said. "im not saying its bad its just not preferable taste to stain". They yapped on while my mum held her forearm. "what happened?" i asked and my mum seems a bit shy at my confrontation but valerie smiles, thinking for a moment. "your mum made me food with five pounds of garlic." i wasnt buying that but i laughed like i did and she did too.

"uhm can i eat upstairs? It's really cold down here." i said and they seemed excited at the thought of me leaving. "yeah go right ahead sweetie" my mum said. "yeah leave me to freeze alone" valerie called jokingly, i giggled and took my plate upstairs.

As i got in my warmish room again, jeff was awake and hunched over reading a book of mine. "jeffrey?" i whisper and he huffed out a acknowledgement. "i have some food for you" he hummed again as i went to sit infront of him and he put down the book, i handed him the plate."you can use my computer... If your bored" i say and he nodded down at the food, taking the fork he speared a roasted cherry tomato and brought it up, i heard him bite doen and the seeds drop down onto the plate as he chews, chunks of red spill down on the plate. I was going to share with him but he can have it now. "wanna watch youtube with me?" i ask and he nodded again, i stood up and went to go turn my computer on and open YouTube, bending over my desk and browsing around before snapping my head back and jeff flinching to look down. "dont be weird man" i mutter as i go back to browsing, sitting down this time. I out on a video and sit next to him as we lean against the wall, blankets draped on him so i cant see him face, i just see his chewed food fall back on the plate every time he chewed. He mouth breathed after finishing what he wanted to eat. He put the plate in my lap and i put it on the window seil. "hey pass the blankets dude" he grumbled and let go of them, i used the one ontop his pile. "you can shower if youd like..." i mutter and he took a moment to himself before answering "ok" he said and he got up, hood still up.

He walked to the bathroom, i hope he didnt think i meant he should leave because he stank. Though, he did stink. I should get him clothes. I stand up and go to my closet and rummage through my clothes. He probably could wear his hoodie and stuff but he probably didnt appreciate sleeping in jeans, i should get his pants and call it a day. I get out a lose pair of sleep pants which were black. I sit down and fold it as i waited for the water to stop running.

After about 20 minutes the water switched off and i heard wet dripping. I stood up and walked to the bathroom door and knock which was returned by a grumble. "i have some clothes" i say and he cracks the door open, only his shoulder visible. I give him the pants and he shuts the door. I go and wait on the bed again.

After awhile heard groaning as he got out the bathroom, shirtless. His bandages were wet and i guess that was distressing him. "sit down" i say and he does, holding a hair towel over his face. I unwrap his bandages, grossed by the heavy soaked feeling, i dry his bare torso and get the first aid kit again and open it to get disinfectant. I wipe the stitches and he groans, i admire his fit body as i open another pack of bandages. He was unchanged.

Half his chest and a bit at his belly button were burn scars. He only had one nipple. I coupd live with that. I wrap him up and gave his waist a pat. I stand up and go to the bathroom to get his hoodie. My sick bowl was covered in blood and i just grunt and return to my room to hand it to him, he turned away and out on his stuff, his hood was down and he dragged his wet hair out, putting a towel around his shoulders. "ill blow dry that for you" i say and he nodded and sat down as i get the blow dryer and blow dry his hair, his face down the whole time.

After i finish he stands up unannounced and grabs my sweater in my laundry and climbs in bed, pressing against the heater and shoving my clothes against his face. Tad rude.