Creepy with a side of Pasta(Jeff The Killer X Reader)

Gay Babys

  (Y/N) POV

  It has been a few days since what Jeff did. I was in Jeff's room thinking. Why? Why did Jeff act so possessive. He probably didn't want me having a bad time here. So yea, that could be it. I walk over to the closet getting one of Jeff's hoodies to sleep in. I sit on the bed and look at the door, waiting for Jeff. It was late and he still hasn't showed up.
 
  A few hours later I start to doze off. Thats when the door flies open. I jump and look at the door, ready to punch the mess out of who was about to attack me.
  "Damn (Y/N). I didn't know you would sit up for me." Jeff says as he slowly closes the door behind him. Hes coveres from head to toe in blood. He puts his knife down on the dresser and strips off his hoodie. He starts to un-do his pants. I hide under the covers waiting for him to change. I hear him laugh a little.
  "Are you not gonna ask why I'm covered in blood (Y/N)." He says and pulls the covers off me.
 
  "Nope." I say popping the p and hide again. I start to smile knowing this game. When Jeff or any of the others came back covered in blood, they made a game. Here is how it goes. I have to guess how when and where they killed the person. I had gotten used to it, and it can be pretty fun. Slender says one day I'll have tp become killer to and that this is good practice.
 
  Jeff jumps on the bed and makes me bounce.
  "To bad. I got a few pieces of chocolate for you to." He says sadly. I jump up at his unsaid offer.
  "You used a knife clearly. You always use a knife." I say. He nods as I go to pick up his hoodie. The blood is splattered in a pattern that looks like it was sprayed onto the fabric. "From the splaters you had to cut and artery that splurts out blood when you cut it and not pour slowly." I sit next to him and think about all the arterys E.J tought me so far. We became cool.

  "You are correct. But what artery and how?" He smiles even more than his cut one. There are two arterys that spray when you cut them. The esophagus and the heart. I look at the hoodie again. The splatters seem to gather in one spot. The esophagus is wild when it sprays as E.J has shown me.
  "You cut the heart. And it was a stab. I can tell because it is difficult to cut a slice in a heart with the rib cage in place. Also you dont do that dirty of work. Then it was focused in one spot. If you cut their neck the esophagus would that sprayed blood uncontrollably. So you stabbed him. He was most likely sitting up in a chair to." I finish with a smile.
 
  Jeff looks at me amused.
  "You know its creepy how right you are?" He says. I shrug.
  "Ive gotten used to it." I say and lay on my back. Jeff uses him hoodie to wipe the blood off his face and lay with me.
  "In about a week?" He asks. I nod.
  "Im used to moving and learning to adapt." I say. He nods.
  "Thats cool." With that we sit there in an awkward silence.
  "You know for every awkward silence there is a gay baby being born." I say to break the baby birthing silence. He looks at me weird.
  "Well happy birthday gay baby I dont know." He says.