The Innocent Eyes (Jeff The Killer X Reader)

Comforting

       Jeff cried on me for over an hour and neither of us said a word. I figured he hadn't cried in a very long time, if ever, so he had a lot of pent up emotions. He finally stopped crying and started trying to calm down. I switched from 'petting' his hair to rubbing his back gently with my nails. A few moments passed before he finally looked up at me. His eyes were insanely red from the crying and his face was soaking wet, not having eyelids to stop the tears. I dried his face with my sleeve and he continued to look at me. He tried to muster up the strength to speak, but he didn't know where to start or how to word it. "Wh.. why did you do that?" he choked out, barely above a whisper. I opened my mouth and looked up briefly, searching for the answer myself. "I don't think you need to be hurt anymore than you already have," I said. "You don't know if I've been hurt," he tried to sound like his usual sassy self, but it came out rather pitiful. "I can tell. It's obvious," I told him. He sighed and still tried to reason his way out of this. "But I like pain," he stated, still in a hoarse, whispery voice. "I know, but not this kind," I responded. "I'm used to people hurting me from when I was younger and I've just learned to crave that. I'm sorry for hurting you. I didn't mean to. Well, I did, but it went too far. I was thinking while we were downstairs and I was thinking about how nice you've made me act and how much you've made me feel, and I hate it. And then I started to hate you, like really hate you, and I almost killed you," tears welled up again in his eyes. "What the fuck, how are there more tears?" he asked in a sad voice. I couldn't help but laugh a little. 

       He decided to continue speaking through the tears. "See, you're making me cry and feel guilty and I hate that so much. I just want to be rude and cruel again," he said as if he was trying to convince himself of that. "Are you sure you don't like feeling emotions?" I asked slowly. "I don't know. I'm a psychopath, I shouldn't be able to. And I, of all people, never feel things. They aren't strong emotions, but they're there," he said, sounding helpless and frustrated. "Do you feel them with anyone else?" I asked. "N-no," he realized. "Then is that really so bad?" I asked, trying to comfort him. He slowly shook his head 'no' and leaned up to kiss me very softly, as if I were so fragile he'd break me. I felt his hot tears against my face and his body trembling from the amount of crying. He pulled away very slowly and looked me in the eyes. I dried his face again, but it was no use because they kept flowing silently, eventually mixing with his bloody smile. "What if you stayed with someone else in the house? I could talk to Slender about it," he suggested quietly. "What? Why would I do that?" I asked, full of concern. "I don't want to hurt you again. And you don't deserve to be around someone like me," he said weakly. I shook my head violently. "No, that's not happening. I'm staying with you," I insisted. "I'll end up doing something like this again. You could stay with Jack, he's really nice to you," he pressed on. I grabbed his face firmly without being aggressive. "Listen to me, you crazy serial killer. I'm staying right here and I'm not leaving," I informed him. He smiled slightly and sighed. 

       "Why do you want to stay so bad?" he asked. "Because.. um.. you make me happy," I said, telling him as little as possible. "Oh really? Is this while I'm threatening to stab you or nearly choking you to death?" he asked with hostility towards himself. I laughed a bit and shook my head. "I don't understand you sometimes," he said, laying his head on my stomach. "I know. I'll explain more later, just. Not right now," I said. "Okay," he agreed. I could tell he was getting tired, but he also had more on his mind. "You were coughing up blood earlier, are you still feeling like that might happen?" he asked. "No, I think I'm fine. Please never touch my throat again, I hate it so much," I pleaded. He locked his pinky together with mine. "I pinky promise," he said sleepily. I giggled and got under the covers, slightly hesitant to continue like normal. "Please don't be scared now," he sensed my unease. I cuddled up next to him and let him lay on my chest with one arm around my waist. "Go to sleep, Beautiful," he told me, making me smile. I played with his hair until we both fell asleep, Jeff sleeping for the second night in a row. 

       The next morning I woke up with my arms around Jeff's neck and him half laying on me and holding my shirt in his fists. I sighed quietly and figured there was no use in trying to get up. I laid there staring at the ceiling for about 10 minutes before Jeff woke up. He took a deep breath then sat up without letting go of my shirt, causing me to sit up with him. I fell on him clumsily and he smirked. I was sort of sitting in his lap with my hands near his shoulder. He stroked my face softly with one hand, tilting his head as he stared into my eyes. "H-hi," I awkwardly said, not sure how to react to this. "Heyy," he purred in my ear in a whisper. I closed my eyes and bit my lip, squeezing his shoulders a little bit. He laughed softly, which made me smile. "Do you like it when I whisper to you?" he whispered. I nodded my head 'yes' and kept my eyes closed, tilting my head back slightly. "Hmm, good to know," he continued. I shivered and opened my eyes to see a smirking Jeff. I rolled my eyes and started to stand up, but he pulled me back and pinned me to his bed, putting his hands in mine while straddling me. I looked at him with big eyes, wondering what he wanted as he leaned down close to my face. "Don't tell anyone that I cried," he whispered. I looked down at his lips then back to his eyes. "N-not even Jack?" I stuttered out making him smile. 

       "No," he replied. I nodded slowly, wondering if he would tell Jack himself. "So, you won't tell, will you?" he asked. "I won't," I responded, looking back at his lips. He noticed and leaned closer until our lips were almost touching. "Good girl," he whispered, grazing my mouth ever so slightly. I closed my eyes, wanting him to kiss me. I would've done it myself, but I figured he was purposefully teasing me. "If you want something, ask baby girl," he whispered, reading me well. "W-will you please kiss me?" I asked hesitantly, opening my eyes. He smiled slightly, pleased with my question. "Where?" he whispered, nibbling on my ear a little. "My lips," I responded, paying attention to him. He sat up slightly and smirked. "Which ones?" he looked down at me. I blushed bright red and turned my head away from him while closing my eyes so I didn't have to look at him. He chuckled, amused by my embarrassed nature and leaned back down to move my face towards his. He slowly connected our lips and kissed me sensually, finally giving me what I wanted. I put my hands on his face, attempting to get him closer to me, which he strangely liked and shuddered a little bit. He was holding himself up to avoid crushing me. He pulled away and I looked up at him with sad eyes. "Hold on," he said as he moved and sat against the wall. He pulled me onto his lap and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He guided me back to his lips and we continued where we left off. I put my hands on both sides of his neck and he put his hands on the small of my back, closing the distance between us. He slipped his hands under my shirt and I jumped a little at the feeling of his hands against my skin. 

        The door opened, but neither of us noticed and we continued what we were doing. Someone cleared their throat and Jeff groaned, breaking the kiss and glancing over my shoulder. "Well, I k-keep interrupting you two," I heard Toby say. "What the hell do you want?" Jeff said irritated and staring at my lips. "Slender wants to t-talk to you guys," he said, twitching a little and clearly uncomfortable. "Fine," he said, pulling my shirt all the way down and pushing me off of him. "And put on a shirt," Toby said before closing the door. I stood up and waited while Jeff threw on a shirt, then we both headed down to Slenderman's office. 

Hellooo. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. I wasn't really planning on making Jeff cry, but I didn't plan half the things that happen in this story. Sorry for the wait on this, even though it's not the longest wait ever. I currently have 3 more chapter fully written because I've just been on a roll. I like the direction this is going in and I hope you do too. I love to hear your opinions and stuff you want to see in the story, so feel free to comment that. Thank you to those of you who are reading this story and voting on it and stuff, it really means a lot to me. Enough of my rambling, I'm most likely going to go work on the 4th chapter haha :P. OH to those of you who are BTS fans, or EXO fans. What's your favorite song by them? :3