A Love Triangle (Jeff the KillerxreaderxTicci Toby)

Crimson Liquid

I finally get the courage to look at both of them and realize that neither of them have a shirt on.
"Why are none of us wearing shirts?" I ask.
"Why aren't you wearing a bra?" Jeff asks.
I realize that I accidentally let go of the sheet.
Now I'm fully exposed.
I feel the intense heat rise to my face and see that they're both staring, which makes it worse.
"I-I-I-..." is all I can get out.
I'm paralyzed, unable to reach for the sheet.
I can't speak out of embarrassment.
They don't even move or say anything; they're too shocked.
They're finally able to make a move, and embrace me.
They don't even reach to cover me in the sheet, they just hug me.
I feel extremely awkward, being half-naked and being hugged by two shirtless boys.
While this is happening, the sheet gets kicked off of the bed.
They let go of me and act as if nothing happened.
I finally regain my strength, but don't do anything.
I'm still in shock that this happened.
"(y/n), are you okay?" Toby asks.
"I-I'm f-fine." I get out.
They're now looking at my reddened face.
"I'm a little w-warm." I say.
Jeff gets up and turns on a fan.
Why are they unfazed now?
"Why?" I ask.
"You said you're warm." Toby answers.
"Not what I meant!"
"Oh, that. I honestly don't know. Your face was so red and you weren't moving or speaking." he explains.
"So you don't care that I'm-"
"Not really. I mean we're teenage boys and we're immature, but we don't really mind it. Sure, we stared at first, but that was just the initial reaction." Jeff jumps in.
"It shouldn't matter, should it?"
"I guess it really shouldn't, but still!" I respond.
Toby just sits there, in a mix of blushing and ticing.
"Jeff, you really shouldn't speak for both of us. I'm still a bit fazed by it, but I guess there's a first time for everything..." he states.
"What's that supposed to mean?!?!" I ask.
"This little weirdo has never seen boobs before. Neither have I for that matter, but I'm the least bit fazed." Jeff says blatantly.
"Then why are you staring?" I smirk.
He blushes and answers, "I guess I am a little fazed..."
It's still dark out, so we go back to sleep.
I wake up at around 7am.
I feel their body heat against me.
They each have a hand... on my chest.
I sigh and look over at the shirtless Toby.
He doesn't have his goggles or mouth guard on.
I look over at the shirtless Jeff.
It seems like he's staring into my soul.
I turn my head and look at the ceiling.
What is life right now?
Two boys are in love with me.
I don't know how I feel about them.
We could all make it through, if it was an open relationship...
Suddenly, I feel someone squeeze their hand, and I'm groped.
I look to see who it is, and I'm groped on the other side.
I let out an unintended moan.
Out of embarrassment, I cover my mouth.
Toby opens his eyes and looks at me.
He looks at his hand, jerks it back, and blushes.
I look over to Jeff, who has snapped into reality.
He looks at his hand, jerks it back, and blushes, too.
"I'm sorry." he says.
I sit up and so do the boys.
"Do you want me to check on our clothes, (y/n)?" Toby asks.
"Sure." I answer.
He leaves the room.
"So, what are going to do today?" Jeff asks.
"I'm going to help Toby get noticed by his mother." I answer.
"Wow, you might want to keep down low on that. If you help him kill someone, you're no better than us. You might get arrested. Slender might not take you in." he explains.
"I'm not going help him kill anybody. I said that I'm going to help him get noticed by his mother. She misses him. She lost both of her kids and her husband. She needs to see him." I argue.
Toby walks in with my clothes.
They still smell a bit like the crimson liquid, but it's fine.
I get dressed and Toby and I discuss what we're going to do.
We head out to the forest.
We find four middle school kids and Toby ambushes them.
When two of them are dead, he drops one of his hatchets when he's running after the other two.
I grab it and run after them.
He has one pinned down, but the other is getting away.
I run after the other kid.
I knock him over and pin him down.
At this point, I have to make the final choice.
Will I be the one to kill them, or will I wait for Toby?
I choose to take care of them myself.
After all, the voices in my head have been shouting at me to kill someone since the boys met my mom.
I swing the dull blade of the hatchet into the kid's chest.
They scream.
I continue to repeatedly swing the blade into their chest.
Toby's POV
I had killed two of the four kids and began running after the others.
I pinned one down, but the other was getting away.
I saw (y/n) run after the other with one of my hatchets.
I guess I dropped it.
When I was about to get the kid in the shoulder, I heard someone else's screams.
I wonder who it was.
I have a feeling I know who, but I hope my suspicions are wrong.
I finish them off and run in the direction of the last kid.
Your POV
I begin to get messier and slash the kid's throat.
Blood sprays everywhere and I get soaked.
My clothes were just washed, too.
This time, I can feel it soak through to my underwear.
Shit.
I look over to see Toby, staring, horrified.
"(y-y-y/n)?" he questions.
"Yes?" I answer.
"My God... Wh-what h-have you d-done?" he asks.
"I-" is all I can get out before I pass out.
I awake in Toby's room, completely naked.
Jeff walks into the room, disappointment on his face.
"You lied to me. You're lucky Toby and I love you like we do, otherwise you'd be in the electric chair right now." he explains.
I guess I would be.
"I understand that. I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself." I say.
He sits down next to me and I shiver.
It seems pretty cold in here.
All I have on top of me is a thin sheet.
I sit up.
"Please don't uncover yourself... I've already seen your boobs, I don't need to see your... You know..."
I can feel myself blush.
I scoot over to him and embrace him, his arm between my breasts.
He hugs me back.
"I'm so sorry." I say, beginning to cry.
"(y/n), please don't cry. I want you to stay happy. I'm not even that mad." he says and kisses me gently on the lips.
He whispers into my ear, "Don't be sad."
We let go as Toby walks in.
"I swear to God, what are we going to do with you?" he asks nobody in particular.
He doesn't have my clothes, but he sits next to me.
"Just please, at least keep your bottom half covered!" he exclaims.
I nod and ask, "How do you take my clothes off if you didn't see my...?"
"Teamwork, my friend, teamwork." Jeff chimes in.