Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

You Give Him a Present

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Jeff the Killer

Jeff had been feeling kinda under the weather lately.

Of course, this might've had something to do with BEN replacing his shampoo with permanent pink hair dye, but who knows?

The psychotic killer now walked around with his hood up to hide the abomination of nature that was his brain- I mean- Bubblegum-pink hair.

You observed him getting more and more miserable as the days went on.

Even his victims began dying of laugher rather than stab wounds.

Eventually, you took pity on him and went out to buy something that would make it all better.

Jeff was sulking on the couch with a can of beer in one hand and his phone in the other.

"What'd you mean, "all booked for the week?" I'm having a serious emergency over here!"

He furiously threw his phone aside and crossed his arms, looking miserable.

"Bloody useless hair salon! I should make them all go to sleep..."

The phone ended up landing inside D/N's water bowl just as he/she was about to take a few laps. The poor pup was startled enough to scamper behind a chair as the contents splashed everywhere.

You approached him with the present behind your back.

"Oh Jeff the Bubblegum-Brained Killer?~"

"What?" He asked bluntly, taking a big gulp out of the beer can.

Without another word, you threw the gift-wrapped package at him with admittedly a bit more force than needed.

Jeff was knocked back.

The can of beer went flying and landed in D/N's food bowl with a squelch just as he/she had mustered up the courage to approach that area of the kitchen again.

"ARRUP!"

With a yelp, D/N's paws could be heard bounding upstairs to hide under the bed.

"Ow! What was- Aah?"

He looked at the box in confusion while rubbing the red bump which was appearing on his forehead.

"What's this...?"

"Open it, you dummy," you said, rolling your eyes.

He tore open the wrapping paper and gasped.

"Y-Y/N..."

"I don't know why you didn't think of it before but you're welcome."

You waved and walked off.

Jeff sprang off the couch and eagerly went running upstairs with the large tube of of black hair dye.

BEN Drowned... In blocks?

There was an awkward silence in the bedroom.

You stood in the doorway, cheeks redder than a tomato.

"B-BEN... I-I didn't know that you... You were into that kind of thing... I mean- It's perfectly alright but-"

The little elf crossed his arms.

"I was bored, okay Y/N?"

You let his appearance seep in a little more before bursting out into laugher.