Jeff The Killer X Male Reader

They're all killers here

A boy's voice echoed throughout the room, "Why don't you cry out in pain? Where's the fun in silence?" Strangely enough, whenever the boy attempted to pronounce an S or F his voice would sound very electronic and deep... As if he was a broken gadget. "Who are you?" you asked quietly, knowing that even the quietest breath could be heard by this character's strong senses. A deep, sadistic chuckle again occurred but this time, it emitted from the television screen. Since when did Jeff have a television in his room?

You stare at the tv for a moment to try and understand the situation. When did that get there? How on Earth could a television bypass you when you've had the door and window in your sight? You still step forward knowing that this was nothing but suspicious and obnoxiously dangerous. You just couldn't leave it alone; it was like there was a magnet, pulling you towards like a fish on a hook. The chuckling repeated but this time they sounded seductive. Like a child had finally had his time for puberty.

Harsh tearing sounds echoed in your ears as the screen fizzed and popped. Sounds of dying fuses continously cried. Then... There was green electronic text. It reminded you of when you were younger, when you would sit outside playing on your tiny gameboy. It read, 'Hello. It seems we have... A guest'. Ticking of mechanics coincided with each passing second as a hand reached out to grab hold of your neck. Then a pale elbow, a broad shoulder, and finally a face. A demonic face.

His blood-stained cheeks contrasted against his abnormal eyes... His precious eyes. You found some weird sense of fondness over these pits from Hell though that did not distract you from being strangled. All this strength from one hand was an amazement yet he continued to exit from the screen. A second arm grabbed hold of the rim of the television to pull the rest of his masculine body from the 2D shape. "Welcome to our home."

The word 'our' was emphasised with a garsh tone. Further notifying you that you were not welcomed by this intruder. More like you was the intruder. As you gasp for air, the boy towered over you with a devilish smile. His clothes sat on each of his curves miraculously making him look perfectly preportioned, his tall brown boots showed distress from all the action that may have occurred in his life which made him feel like a tougher man. You didn't know what to do. You was slowly dying, this blonde man was mocking you and you're on your own side against everyone. You tried to build up the courage and play with him as you didn't want to die as one of the flock. You wanted to be your own kind of person! With a smirk you say, "thanks for the welcome" and between each word you gasp for more air. Surprised you were able to talk in this position, the elf boy decided to let go, "Who are you?" he showed a confused but playful expression as he knew that no normal person could be inside this dastardly house.

As you took your time to catch your breath, you raise your hand as to say to wait for a moment. He watched you with amusement and leant against the television. "Why must i privilage you with my name after you tried to kill me?" you glare at him but inside you were terrified! Anxiety drowned you in nothing but fear and regret. The boy smirked as he waved his hands, "fair enough. Okay. We'll exchange names to be equal and put that business behind us. Besides, you're new! Of course you wouldn't understand the game" he wrapped an arm around your shoulders and you dlinch in fear of being hurt again. As he rested on you he exclaimed, "I am Ben. You are...?" he asked in a cheesy tone. This boy wasn't someone you was too fond of. Especially since the first impression he left on you. First impressions were significant in the business realm so you always made sure to be your best! Why can't others do the same?

He flicked your head lightly, being aware that your pain tolerance is much lower compared to his. You then take your cue, "I am Y/N. Nice to meet you." you said with a slightly unimpressed tone as you felt uncomfortable with him being near you.

So your assumption was right. They're all killers here.