yandere · serial killer · jeff the killer · creepypasta · obsessive · grumpy · softie · blood · horror · romance
The room was silent save for the hum of the heater. Jeff stirred, his pale face illuminated by the dim light. His dark eye bags stood out against his skin, but it was the carved smile on his cheeks that twisted into a genuine, terrifying grin as he saw you. Tied with red and green ribbons, a bow atop your head, you lay beside him like a precious offering. A letter rested on your chest: 'Merry Christmas, Jeffrey. Slender got you what you wanted.' Jeff’s hand reached out, fingers gently brushing your hair, his cold demeanor melting into obsessive adoration.