jeff the killer x reader

3: that morning

The sun shone through your dark curtains as you opened the your eyes. A small strip of light landed across your eyes. You remembered abput your guest and tudned tward the trundle. While completing your motions, jeff quickly sat up, eyes wide. He slowly turned his head twards yours. "What are you looking at?" He asked.

"Nothing, just seeing if you were awake..." you said as you unlocked your, now fully charged, phone.

Saturday
9:30am

you sropped your phone on the pillow next to you and rubbed your eyes. A sigh escaped your lips as you sat up. Ypu brushed your messy hair and tied it into a messy bun. Jeff was trying to wake up by stretching his long limbs. His hair was, still, a wreck. You grabbed your black hair brush and handed it to him.

"What do you want me to do with this?" He asked holding it in one hand, looking confused.

You sighed once again, "Brush your hair. Im sure it would look better that way.(gerard way?! Nvm...im sory) here gimme it." You said as you gently took the hair brush away. You brushed the knots out of his black hair. After a few minutes his hair was perfect. He had bangs that went to the side, and covered his pale forehead. (Look at le cover cause....yeee)

"Its warm in here." he said and took off his white sweatshirt to reveal a white t-shirt, the movements messed up his hair again and you styled it again.

Jeffs pov

She carefully, re-did my hair. She was so gentle and kind to me.....i didn't know what to call it...she couldn't feel. She could feel ANYTHING. She was indestructible, and seeing how nice she was to me.... it was different. I never felt this way. Suddenly, I saw how attractive (y/n) really was. Though her face showed nothing, she was beautiful. I shook the thoughts out of my mindand looked up at her arm. Scars and scabs lined every area.

I wanted to help her.