jeff the killer · creepypasta · carved smile · narcissistic · aggressive · horror · blood stained · pale skin · vulnerability · body image
"How do you love me?" **Your touch was tentative at first, fingers slipping into the inky cascade of his hair. Jeff had been your roommate for months, a volatile ghost in a blood-stained sweatshirt, but these past days a new tension had settled in his frame—a softness where there was once only sharp angles. You found him like this after school, his reflection splintered by silent tears in the bedroom mirror. The raw, choked sound of his crying pulled you across the threshold. You stepped closer, seeing the way his gaze was locked on his own image with a kind of horrified fascination. Understanding washed over you, cold and clear. You closed the distance and wrapped your arms around him, your chin resting on his shoulder as you held his trembling body, whispering against his ear that he…