Two Murderers (Jeff the Killer x Reader)

The Confession

[(Y/N)'s POV]

I walked into Jeff's room to find him changing. He had zero clothes on. None. Nada.

I just watched him for a few seconds, admiring his ass.

"SORRY!" I screeched once he saw me.

"GAH!" he screamed in reply.

I ran out of the room, slamming the door.

A few moments later, Jeff came out and acted as if nothing happened. He was wearing his signature white hoodie and black skinny jeans.

"So, that never happened..." I awkwardly said, following him into the living room. It was roughly noon of the next day.

"Yeeeaaah."

"Ookie dokie..."

I sat next to Jeff on the couch, but he pulled me onto his lap, again. Not that I minded. Just the thought of being that close to him made my heart go haywire.

I played with his hair, just because I wanted something to do. Jeff seemed to like it, as his cheeks were a bright shade of pink.

"Oh, what shall I do to thy hair?" I said in an accent.

"I dunno. Nothing too crazy, okay?"

"Aww, okay."

I started by braiding his hair, then braiding the braids together. I twisted off some remaining parts of hair, braiding them into the mix. It was beautiful.

"C'mon, let's go see what I did!" I grabbed his hand and led him to the bathroom, where he viewed my handy work.

"I like it. It's cute."

"Yay!"

Jeff then grabbed my hand and led me to the back door. "I want to show you a spot in the woods."

"Okay?" I started to get suspicious.

He led me to a place where I could barely see the mansion, the whole time holding my hand.

Then, I saw it. It was a pretty, circular meadow surrounded by trees. Only a little sunlight could filter through the canopy of trees. It was small, maybe 10 feet across.

"Woah."

"Yeah. This is where I go to have my alone time."

"Cool."

"I wanted to share it with you."

"Aww, thanks," I hugged him. He awkwardly hugged back.

"You're welcome."

I heard the sounds of the birds. Crickets were chirping. Butterflies were flying around.

It was absolutely beautiful.

"You like it?" he asked.

"I don't just like it... I love it!"

"That's good to hear." Jeff said, laying down on the soft grass, "You comin'?"

"Yeah." I laid down with him. 

We listened to the sounds of nature for a good ten minutes before Jeff spoke up,  "So, I've been wanting to tell you something for a little while now..."

"Yeah?" I continued gazing up at the sky, watching the clouds. My heart started pounding. What was he going to do?

He stood up and held his hand out for me.

I took his hand and stood up too. He didn't let go. In fact, he grabbed my other hand, too.

"Well, more like show you..." he amended. Jeff leaned into me, placing his lips gently on mine. 

My heart went even wilder as I just stood there. Was this Sober Jeff or Drunk Jeff?

Eventually, he pulled away, his cheeks hot and pink. I grabbed him by his cheeks and pulled him back close to me. I kissed him.

When I finally pulled away, we were both breathing hard.

"Are you drunk or something?" I asked after a minute.

"No, I- I just, well, I-I love you," he stuttered.

My heart fluttered at those simple yet powerful words.

I gazed into his dreamy blue eyes. I kissed him again, this time deeper. He pulled me closer.

"Never leave the mansion. Not without me," he protectively told me.

"I won't, I promise."

"Good," he kissed my forehead. A feeling of protection washed over me.

"So..." I grabbed his hand and we sat down.

"So..." he copied. I started to play with his hair again, which came undone.

He picked me up---might I say, with no effort---and set me on his lap.

"You really like me on your lap, huh?" I asked.

"Heh, yeah," Jeff blushed, "it just feels, I don't know, right?"

"Agreed."

We sat in silence for what seemed like forever, when he spoke up, "Kitten, it's time to head back. It's getting late."

"Aww, okay. Can we come here tomorrow?"

"Maybe."

On the way back, we held hands. Of course, BEN saw this once we got in and immediately knew what had happened at the meadow.

"GUYS! JEFF FINALLY CONFESSED!" he shouted.

"BEN! If you don't shut the fuck up I will kill you."

"And then Slender would kill you," he retorted.

"Fair point."

"Okay, well I'm just gonna..." I trailed off, walking away.

"Oh, no you don't. You're comin' with me." Jeff grabbed my hand and led me to his room.

"Okay then."

Once we got into his room, he pinned me to the wall. My heart pounded.

"We aren't finished yet," he said, just above a whisper seductively in my ear, before putting his lips on mine.

I swore I was gonna die. He was so fucking hot!

Jeff's lips trailed up to my ear, nibbling it. A small moan escaped my lips. My cheeks were on fire with embarrassment.

"So, you like that. I'll keep it in mind," His smooth yet dangerous voice murmured.

He lowered his mouth to my jawline. I felt his soft, scarred lips trail down to my neck, sucking ever so slightly.

"Jeffreyyy, you're gonna give me a hickeyyy," I playfully whined, trying not to moan again.

"Shh, just let it happen," he sensually whispered.

I tilted my neck so he could get a better angle. I was near positive that he could hear my heart a mile away.

Out of sheer temptation, I pulled his shirt up and felt his toned abs. He raised an eyebrow, but then seemed like he didn't care.

Then he kissed my collar bone. He was dangerously close to my no-zone,  and at that I mentally freaked. Jeff noticed this, of course, and lowered his mouth even more.

"Oh, no you don't," I said, lifting his head up. He seemed genuinely disappointed but quickly hid it. 

"Alright, I'll just have to work my way up to that."

"Yeah... I'm not there yet."

We stood there, passionately kissing for what felt like hours. It was amazing. I loved it. I loved him.

"You're my destiny. My life. My quest," Jeff growled into my ear.

"And you're mine."