Rules Are Made For Breaking (Jeff The Killer One-Shots)

Just Another Night---> Angst to Fluff

You stare at your boyfriend as he sat alone, cigarette in his mouth and his knees pulled up to his chest.

You bite your lip as you approach him, despite the fact that you knew that he wasn't in the mood to be bothered.

Don't you know
We're still gold
Just another day we made mistakes

"Jeff?" You whisper.

"What is it?" He snarled, throwing down the still burning cigarette.

"Can you dance with me?"

He's silent for a threatening moment. You instantly regret your de-

"Are you f***ing kidding me?!" He shouts at you.

"Do you really think I'm in the mood to be your ballet partner?!" He snarled.

Face the rain
Don't walk away
There's another chance to set it straight

You look down and then back at the sky. God, was it beautiful.

You look back at Jeff. His black hair practically blending in with the night.

"Look, I know you're in a bad mood but-"

"'Bad mood is an exaggeration." He whispers, beginning to rock himself.

"Ok, but...maybe this can make you feel better." You mumble.

He chuckles softly, before falling into maniacal laughter.

"Make me feel better?!" He says in between laughter. "Nothing will make me forget about that!"

"You think," he takes a deep breath, "Y-You think that dancing will make me feel better after hallucination about my dead brother?!"

You hold your breath. You know he's right, but it didn't hurt any less.

It's not too late to turn back home
And we were never meant to be alone

You decide to give up.

You sit beside him and dare to look at him. You glance at the burning bud (is that the right term?!) on the grass.

"You said you would stop. Stop smoking."

"That doesn't mean that it would be the truth." He shoots back.

You know we've got each other

His blue eyes lost their color. This broke him. His hands were shaking as well as his pupils frantically darting in front of him.

"Just trust me this one time."

"(Y/N)-"

"Please?"

"...I've told you a million times that I don't dance."

"That doesn't mean you can't try."

It's not too late for two lost souls
We're not the only ones to lose control
But we're in this together

He sighs and finally looks at you as you give him your famous half smile.

He stares at you for a moment before smiling, finally.

You stand up and hold a hand out for him. He reaches a shaky hand out for yours and latches onto it.

You pull him up without much effort ad you place your hands onto his chest. His heart beats in between your fingertips.

Every time you walk away
I lose the one I need to save
I just paint it black
Like starting over

You reach up and delicately lift his chin up, smiling up at him. He smiles as you move your hand from his chin to his cheek.

Every time I lose a fight
And I'm dying to be right

He moves his hands to your waist as you snake your arms around his neck, trace the burns on his neck and run your fingers through his hair.

I just paint it black
So you remember

You feel the two of you swaying slowly, as though dancing to a ballroom dance.

"You know there isn't any music, right?" He whispers, planting his face into your neck.

You smile, "Just imagine it."

"I can do that." He responds, kissing your neck.

This won't last forever

You both pull away and look up at each other.

"I'm sorry for earlier...love. I...I didn't mean to..." His words drift off.

"I forgive you." You say softly as you hold his face in your hand. The face that he thought you despised.

You both lean into a kiss, your chests pressed against each other.

You trace shapes over the scars on his neck, trailing over to his face again.

He pulls away for a moment. "What the hell would I do without you? You're what keeps me sane."

You smile. "You need me just as much as I need you." You whisper before kissing him once more.

It's just another night

-Ok, number one: I didn't do a grammar check on this cause I'm tired.
-Ok, number two: I'm obsessed with this song and I highly recommend this to anyone who likes Black Veil Brides or Andy Biersack (song is above)
-Ok, number three: I think the format I'm gonna use is every two-three one-shots, I'll do an angst so you can be prepared.
-Ok, number four: This is my first song-fic so please go easy on me. If you have any complaints about the format, please let me know. The last thing I want is to upset any readers who can't enjoy this as much as I had hoped.
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