Two Murderers (Jeff the Killer x Reader)

First Mission

I grabbed a bobby pin out of my pocket and picked the lock. After struggling for a few minutes, I finally got it.

"Bingo!" I whispered after I heard the click.

"We're in?" Jeff asked.

"Yeah."

"Great."

I opened the door to find rows and rows of books. The poor person must be a reader. Oh well.

I sneaked to a door. Jeff followed me.

I opened it, careful to not make any noise. Inside was a closet filled with coats. I found another door right across and opened it to find a bedroom. In the bedroom, there was a man with graying hair. 

He was fast asleep on his desk, with what looked to be a book he was writing. His desk lamp was still on.

I walked over, quiet as a mouse. Jeff trailed behind, also silent.

Dagger in hand, I lifted his head. He woke up immediately and started panicking.

"Please! I don't want to die! I have a wife and two kids!" he fearfully screamed.

"Pfft, I don't care."

"PLEASE!" He pleaded.

"Take your final breath, you're gonna need it!" I said as I plunged the dagger into his jugular vein. He died instantly, blood squirting out his neck and onto the dagger.

"Good work," Jeff high fived me. We were covered in blood. I felt proud, having completed my first mission.

"Now, to get the hell out of here before the cops come. I bet the neighbors heard him scream."

"Yeah."

I grabbed my now bloody dagger out of the man's neck, causing my hands to get even more bloody. We walked swiftly out of Jeff's old house, and into the street. From there, we ran into the woods, and back to the mansion.

"We're back!" I announced.

"Great, how was the mission?" Slender asked.

"It went just as it was supposed to," Jeff answered.

"I see."

"Yeah, it was amazing!" I squealed, giddy.

"That's great to hear."

"Now, (Y/N), you go get some of Clockwork's clothes and go shower. I'll tell her about you borrowing her clothes. If she doesn't like it, she can shove it up her ass."

"Okay." I sauntered off to Clockwork's room. It had clocks on the wall and a drawing of her and Toby with a heart around it. They were such a cute couple.

I went to her closet and got a black crop top with long sleeves with some ripped jeans of the same color. I looked at her undergarments and realized she was my size. I grabbed those and then headed to the bathroom closest to Jeff's room.

I stripped and got into the shower, washing all the blood off of me.

If only Jeff was in here with me...

I got out and dried off. I put on Clockwork's clothes. They fit, surprisingly.

I came out of the bathroom to find Jeff standing behind it.

"Oh, hi." I awkwardly waved, not knowing how to react.

"Hey, psycho kitten."

"What were you doing standing behind the door while I was showering?"

"Listening to you sing."

"Oh, that... heh..."

"I think you sound amazing, Kitten," Jeff kissed my forehead. I felt protected once more.

"Thanks," I blushed.

"You're welcome. Now, shower time." he caressed my cheek. "Oh, and Clockwork wasn't really happy with you wearing her clothes, so we're gonna have to stop by your house to pick up some of your clothes."

"Mkay."

Jeff disappeared behind the door. I heard the water running. I just kinda stood there, not sure what to do. Then all of a sudden I hear him singing like how I did... but like his own parody of Wrecking Ball?!

"I CAME IN AND I STAAAABBED YOUR BALLLLSSS!"

I stifled a laugh. Funniest thing I think I've ever heard him say. Damn, now that I think about it, he was always so serious.

"I ALSO SLIT YOUR THROAAAT AND AAARRRMS!!"

It was so hard not to laugh. I almost peed myself.

"ALL I WANTED WAS TO BREAAAK YOUR NEEECK!"

Okay, I was rolling on the floor, trying not to laugh.

"ALL I EVER DID WAS, SAY 'GO TO SLEEP'. "

That did it. I started cracking up... silently.

"YEAH, BITCH, TIME FOR YOU TO SLEEP!"

I made the slightest noise. I immediately shut up. 

Then I heard the water turn off. I silently got up and bolted into Jeff's room and dived onto the bed. I tried to look like I'd been there the whole time.

"Hey," I said once he came in.

"Hey, Kitten," he tilted my chin up and pressed his lips against mine. He smelled of shampoo and cologne. My heart went thumpthumpthump.

"Hah, your heart goes crazy every time I come near. I love it."

"And I love you," I pulled him onto the bed and nuzzled him. He caressed my hair.

"I love you too. Always and forever," Jeff nuzzled back.

thumpthumpthump

"And I will love you always and forever," I booped his nose.

"Heyy. Thou shalt not boop my nose!"

"Boop!" I touched his nose again.

"Hmph," he crossed his arms.

"Hah. I win."

"Oh, no you don't!" Jeff pushed me onto the bed and brushed his lips against mine.

He smiled against my lips. Then he opened his mouth and I felt his tongue graze my lips, asking for permission. I granted it. Instead of my heart fluttering for a few beats, it went full-on thumpthumpthumpthumpthump.

He teased my tongue with his. I just wanted him all to myself. I didn't want to share him with anyone.

OMG, I'm french kissing the hottest killer ever!

His tongue grazed my teeth, then made contact with my tongue. It was like a dance.

Jeff finally pulled away a couple of minutes later. We were out of breath.

"I love you, (Y/N)," he whispered in my ear, nibbling it.

"I love you too, Jeff," I replied, pulling him in for another kiss.