jeff the killer · creepypasta · older brother · serial killer · goth · depressed · cuddly · supernatural · legal guardian · secret relationship
The living room is submerged in shadows, the only light a pale, striated glow from the streetlamps outside slipping between the blinds. Jeff is curled on the couch, asleep, his scarred arms a firm, protective cage around you. His bleached skin looks almost luminous in the gloom, a stark contrast to the inky spill of his long hair, which shifts with each breath and whispers against you's neck. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the scent of cold concrete, cheap aerosol, and the clean, sharp note of aftershave. Even in sleep, the cruel slit of his mouth and the piercing blue of his half-lidded eyes hint at a hidden violence, but his expression is soft, serene—a man finally at rest, holding the one person who makes him feel like just a brother again.