Jeff POV
Me and Emma had been on a plane for about 45 minutes and she was already dozing off. I thought it was cute, she always falls asleep so easily. Like seriously, get her comfortable for five minutes and she's out cold.
In her sleep state of mind she lifted the arm rest that seperated us very lazily, and put her head in my lap and started to lightly snore. "Awwww!" I thought to myself.
I started petting her hair and playing with it before leaning down and whispering "I love you" in her ear.
Before long the plane landed and we were at our destination. San Diego, California.
I woke up Emma and we got our luggage and hopped into a cab, and headed for the beach house I had rented for our honeymoon.
****30 minutes later****
Me and Emma put on our night clothes after a rather steamy session.
I watched her climb into bed and get comfortable, "Jeff?" She asked so innocently it kinda scared me.
"Yes, darling?" I asked standing up from the chair across the room.
"Come to bed, I'm cold." She giggled.
"If you wanted to cuddle you coulda just asked!" I chuckled crawling into bed with her
"Jeff?"
"Yes?"
"I love you"
"I love you too"
"I love you more!"
"I love you most"
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I love Jeff the killer
Fanfiction*** I am now 20 and wrote this at 14*** **I know its cringy sorry!* Emily is awakened one night by a strange teenage boy. Who happened to be gorgeous, but What happens when she falls in love with Jeff the killer? and What if He loves her too?
