Jeff The Killer- Boyfriend scenarios-( male reader)

Meeting your parents

your POV

Tonight's the night my parents are coming over for dinner. jeff had insisted we sort my fear out by confronting them. he keeps saying everything's going to be okay. I'm sitting at the table as jeff checks on the chicken in the oven. I'm practically tearing out my hair, everything around me starts to fade, I start to panic till I felt arms wrap around my neck. I flinch.

"Hey chill doll it's just me" jeff mumbling his face in my hair.

"I know I'm sorry I'm just scared I haven't talked to them since they kicked me out." I start murmuring nonsense. jeff pats my head ,nodding trying to calm me down. my rant was cut short by a knock at the door. we both stop, I shot up out of my seat.

"fuck Woah Woah slow down" jeff stumbles backward.

"sorry" I whisper taking a deep breath. I made my way toward the front door. I opened the door, my parents stood there, silent. I couldn't help but stare they look so different. they clean up nice .

" Ahem, are you going to let us in?" my mother speaks up. I mumble an apology and step off to the side, closing the door behind them. I watch as their eyes look over every little thing in the living room. my mother makes a disgusted face and sits carefully on the couch while my father stands next to her.

"hey the foods gonna be a while like 20 minutes," jeff says walking into the living room. I notice my father roll his eyes.

"uh mom, dad this is jeff he's my uh..." I bite my lip "my boyfriend"

"it's uh nice to meet you?" jeff extends his hand to my dad, my dads glares at Jeff. we sit in uncomfortable silence till a ding! comes from the kitchen. jeff and I excuse our selves. once it was just the two of us, I give jeff a quick hug. he gave me a soft reassuring smile. I call everyone to dinner. its a quiet dinner.

"so (y/n) what do you do for work?" my mom asks. while jeff and I clean, before I could answer. she starts talking again "I mean there's no way you could afford even a trash hole like this"
shes laughing. its funny to her. jeffs obviously not okay with this.

"actually Mrs.(l/n) its Our 'trash hole' " jeff answers venom dripping from his words

" you live together?!" my mother yells. my dad glares at me. I feel my chest tighten.

"yes! b-but it's ok-" I try to explain but she cuts me off.

"like hell it is! how could you do this to us!?" she is furious "I'm always having to do what's best for you! so get away from that thing it probably has fleas"

"well, I never asked for your input! I never ever wanted it in my life!" I started yelling, her eyes grew wide.

"please hun I know you better than this...just come home...we can start over with less of these sins" she walks close to me placing a hand on my face. I pushed her away from me.

" just get away from me! stop touching me!" I glare at her "you're always trying that stupid 'i care about you' BS!"

" ugh (y/n) I forbid this! its inappro-" she says dropping her 'sweet' schtick

"how about fuck you?!" I retort jeffs eyes go wide " how about 'im an adult and you can't tell me shit'?!"

the room goes silent

"get out of Our house."

she says nothing glares at us and leaves out of the front door, slamming it in the process. my dad just watches as she leaves. he walks toward us, jeff gets ready to fight.

"I'm proud of you. Be good" he pats our heads and follows my mother out smiling, I stare as he leaves.

"holy shit" jeff whispers.