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Jeff the KillerxReader ~Killer Love~

~Killer Love~

A small smile formed on my lips as I walked down my street, on my way to the library. He was following me again. He was a ruthless killer, I know, but I felt comforted by his presence. Ever since he had spared my life after killing my parents, I had a strange mix of gratefulness and gratitude towards my new stalker.

Yes, I know I should be upset about him killing my parents. No, I wasn't upset. In fact, I was overjoyed. My parents made my life hell. To say they were abusive was an understatement. I grimaced at the thought of the fun they found in beating me senseless. The night the unknown killer came was a miracle. He had somehow snuck in and stealthily slit their throats. When he finally got to my room, I was already sitting on the bed, waiting for him. As he was about to bring the knife to my throat, I smiled and thanked him for the gift he brought. I think I snapped something in him because after I spoke up, he came closer, touched my cheek in a gentle way, and left. Later, I called the police and basically that settled it. I moved out a few days later and ever since I could feel someone following me mostly everywhere.

At first, it scared me, but I slowly grew accustomed to it. I felt safe after a while. I think it was mostly because I caught glimpses of the man who had done away with my parents. I knew no harm would come to me as long as he was there. Today, I finally decided I would try talking with him. I know he's a killer, but for some reason that didn't bother me one bit. I smiled and lightly chuckled to myself. In reality, I also had a dark side to me. I guess it comes from years of abuse and neglect.

"Hello there. I know you're out there."

I made my way to the park and sat on one of the benches. It was a secluded park that mostly everyone avoided and since it was sunset, that made the place even better to call him out. Soon a deep voice replied, seeming to come from out of nowhere.

"You're an.... interesting girl."
I laughed slightly at his bluntness.

"I try my best. Why don't you come out so we can talk better?"
I heard a chuckle as he suddenly jumped over the bench and sat next to me, revealing himself completely. I looked at him, stunned by his features. It was shocking to say the least. He had wide eyes that didn't seem to blink and a bloody mouth that was carved into a permanent smile. His eyes seemed to bore into my own, observing what I would do next.

"I'm quite the looker, wouldn't you agree?"
I shook my head, snapping out of it and held up a hand.
"May I?"

He eyed my hand, seeming suspicious, but slowly nodded and said "I guess."

I reached over and rested a finger over the beginning of his carved smile and slowly moved it along to the other side. It was somewhat rough. Oddly enough, I found him beautiful. Positively stunning. I looked into his eyes as he stared at me, emotionlessly, trying to get a grasp at what he was thinking at that moment. Did he feel uncomfortable? Was he fine with me asking to touch his face? I couldn't tell. His eyes gave away nothing. He was unreadable. I decided the best course of action would be to pull my hand away.

"You're the first to do that."
"Hmm?"
"You're the first to touch my face without cringing in horror."
"You don't scare me. If fact, I want to thank you again for what you did."
"You're also the first to thank me."
I shrugged and smiled at him. "Guessing that's why you didn't kill me?"

I thought I saw a glimmer of emotion dance through his piercing eyes, but as soon as it came, it went away. He nodded quietly, watching me. I grinned at him. He averted his gaze and watched some leaves fall to the ground. I wondered if this whole thing was ok with him. He didn't seem to mind, but then again, he also didn't seem too comfortable. Due to the fact he may or may not have been comfortable, I decided to break some of the ice between the two of us.

"So Mr. Killer, what's your name?"
"Jeff...Yours?"
Woah, such a normal name. I laughed to myself at my slight surprise. What was I expecting?
"(Y/N). My name is (Y/N)."
"Pretty name..."

I looked at him, a little shocked at his sudden words. I hadn't expected such a compliment from him. I raised an eyebrow, trying to hide the fact that my cheeks warmed up just slightly. I was pretty sure a small blush had placed itself on my face.

"Thank you."

Jeff quietly pulled out a bloody white rose from the white hoodie he was wearing. His hoodie was covered in dried up blood, which didn't really bother me. He held the rose out to me with one hand, and used the other to rub the back of his neck nervously. It was cute to see some emotion come from him. I slowly took the rose. It was a morbid way to show affection, but sweet nonetheless.

"Thank you Jeff. I love it."

He silently nodded and leaned over, kissing my forehead gently, again causing me shock. My face broke out in heat.

"J-Jeff...."

He nodded, standing up. "Sorry for the sudden burst of touch. You just... interest me. I'm just gonna go stalk from a distance again. You should get home. It's practically night."

Before I could utter another word, Jeff quickly disappeared, leaving me to my own thoughts. I place a hand to where his lips had touched my forehead and quietly thought. 'Wow.'

A/N: Hey so this was the next chapter that I have been working on! I edited it more to perfection for this so tell me what you think! Bai!