Eyeless, But Never Heartless (Eyeless Jack X Reader)

Falling

YN POV:

After that little... scene, I finally got out from his arms and went to watch T.V. It's quite incredible that I forgot why I'm really here; as a captive. But Jack doesn't treat me like one. He treats me more like... a sister. Or maybe... something else...

EJ POV:

I think that's it. I think I'm falling for her. Why? What about her is so special that I can't find the courage to kill her? Her HL HC hair, her sparkling EC eyes; it's all too much! And I'm keeping her as a prisoner! Why am I doing this? She left to go watch T.V. She doesn't seem to mind that she's being kept here against her will. Or maybe... she is willing to stay here. Could it be that she accepts me for who I am and what I do? She seemed perfectly fine that I eat organs, and nothing else. She knows I killed her sad excuse for a father, but she's not scared of me. Why? I think I need to go on a killing spree, but I don't want to leave her. I won't be able to forgive myself if she gets hurt.
"YN?" She turned to look at me after shutting the televison off.
"Yes, Jack?" I blushed underneath my mask. What is happening?
"I'm going... out. Can I trust you to not leave?" She looks at me with a confused expression.
"First of all, I'm not even going to ask where you're going. That's your business." I sighed in relief. "Second, why would I leave? You're acting like I would try to run away. Where would I even go? The woods? I hate the woods. They creep me out." I wore a surprised expression, but my mask covered it.
"Um, just checking. I'll... I'll be off now. Don't hurt yourself."

YN POV:

And he left. I smirked. No, I wasn't going to run away. I didn't want to worry him. I was going to explore his room.
Maybe I shouldn't.
Too late!
I opened the door and turned on the light. I couldn't believe my eyes:
Blood stained the walls in a distraught pattern. Kind of... pretty. His bed had a navy blue comforter; the same shade as his mask.
But what really scared me was the thought of how he got the blood.
Did he kill people?
Was he a serial killer?
Was I his next victim?
These questions ran through ny mind again and again. I felt dizzy. I think it was the smell. I quickly shut the door and ran to my room. I noticed the book I was reading the first night here. It had a bookmark.
I don't remember leaving a bookmark...
Maybe Jack did. I smiled. He may be eyeless, but he certainly wasn't heartless. But he still kept me here against my will... or did he?
I felt... oddly comforted in this cabin. It was tidy and had a welcoming feel to it. Well, aside from Jack's room, of course. Either I trusted him enough not to kill me, or, the scarier alternative:
I was falling for Eyeless Jack.