Jeff the Killer x Male reader Oneshots [DISCONTINUED]

Jeff x Chubby!Male!Reader Fluff

This is gonna be the last story until 'Cheating?' The finale. WOOO and then we can start again with more stories yayyyy!!

Also, after the finale, I have a little surprise for u hoomans >^< yayyy!

Enjoy the chapter!!
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Jeff's P.O.V
It's days like these that make me lose brain cells.

A stupid Saturday, the days that literally everyone in the mansion has to work because people are home on Saturdays and that makes it easier to get more kills.

Yay.

I'm sitting on the couch right now, waiting for Hoodie and Masky to get back from their killing spree. Toby didn't want to go. He was eating waffles, of course. I sighed, knowing it'll probably be a while 'till I could go. At that exact moment, they opened the door and walked in laughing. I stood up, knowing my killing spots and went towards them.

"What's so funny?" I asked. They looked at me and caught their breath. "We scared the living shit out of a certain teen. Ya know, the one you've been keeping an eye on. Fat ass." Hoodie explained. My eyes went wide. Well, wider than usual.

I started sprinting to the door and out, I had to check up on him. I forgot to mention, I've had my eyes on a certain 16 year old. He's not skinny, but he's not fat at all. Just a bit thick in the right places, which is one of the quality's that makes him so irresistible to me. He's so sweet too, but whenever I stalk him on school grounds, he gets bullied. Very little now, I killed most of them off.

I finally reached his house, the one he lives in alone. I climbed a tree that led up to his window to see what he was doing. He was sitting on his bed holding his knees up to his chest, his nails digging into his knees.

Crying.

I heard his cries from outside and it broke my heart. I hated to see him cry. I'm gonna make Hoodie and Masky pay when I get back. I swear . . .

I especially hated it when he yelled in terror whenever he caught me spying on him in his room at night. It always hurt to see him scared of me. I'd like us to be friends one day . . . maybe even more. Definitely more.

I decided this was my chance, that the people I had to kill could wait. He needed comfort. He needed me.

So I jumped silently to his window and opened it. Thankfully, he didn't notice. I closed it slowly and walked towards his bed. I stood in front of the bed frame, hoping he'd look up and see me. Once he looked up and caught a glimpse of me, his eyes widened with fear. But then . . . it dissapeared. Instead, fear welled up inside me.

Fear? I've never really known that term before.

Fear.

A new kind of look opened his eyes for him. Like . . . pity? No, not pity. Sadness? Yes, some form of sadness . . . Oh! Hopelessness. Yeah, hopelessness filled his eyes. Like he was surrendering to me.

"Just . . . get it over with. Please . . ."

I hated that. I hated his plea. I hated the fact that he'd just give up like that. I hated that his plea was to me. What if . . . oh god . . . oh my god . . . what if his plea was to Masky? Or Hoodie? They would've done it for sure. I'm so happy its it's me. Happy that his plea was to me. Because I'm not going to comply.

I frowned. Glaring into his eyes, I told him: "No." He stared at me, eyes wide again. "W-What . . . ?" He stuttered. Heh . . . not used to being told "No" when it comes to his well-being.

"I said no. I'm going to kill you. Nor am I going to hurt you." He stared, astonished. His lips parted slightly. God, I want him. I want to kiss his plump, pink lips. Grab his thick-and-sweet-as-honey hips, pin him against the wall, take his shirt and pants off, turn him around, shove my cock inside his sweetly tight and juicy ass-

No, stop. Stop stop stop stop.

You're here to comfort him, not rape him.

Well . . . I could do both, I suppose. Yeah, let's do that.

I walked towards his bed and got on. He backed away on all fours, his crotch basically showing itself off to me. God, I wanna suck his dick so badly. Even just thinking about it made my mouth water and dick harden.

I finally told him. Told him about how I stalk him, killed off those bullies, watched him sleep at night, protected him from Masky and Hoodie as much as I could, etc.

His eyes lightened at every word. Soon, they filled with tears. Happy tears. He smiled and sobbed at the same time, reached up, and hugged my neck. I was shocked, to say the least. But I loved it.

After he was done, my arms hurt from crouching on the bed for so long. It was only a minute or so, but they still hurt a bit. He looked at me with happy eyes and smiled. I smiled back. I think I only creeped him out a bit though, but I made up for it. To show him I wasn't a sick-killing-insane-murderer, I kissed him.

I kissed him. And he kissed back.

He fucking kissed back! I wrapped my arms around his thick hips and brought him closer to me as we both sat there on the bed.

I decided I didn't need to fuck him right here, right now. I'll give him some time to warm up to me first, then I can fuck him.

And when I do, I'll fuck him real good.

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IM SO SORRY
I've been for so fucking long. "New Year, New Me!" Mhm sure. Anyways, Happy New Year I guess idk.

Bai for now, smoll humans <3 lots of love