Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

He Wants to Cuddle

~Credit for the idea goes to I_Don't_Careee! She seems to have some pretty good ideas. It was difficult choosing which one to write about first but here we are and here's your virtual cookie: (:::)~

Jeff the Killer

You and good ol' Jeffy boy were just lounging around in the living room while D/N sat in the kitchen and watched BEN raid the fridge again.

Jeff suddenly scooped you up and onto his lap.

"Jeff!"

"I'm sorry, Y/N. But you're really cute when you get angry!" He laughed.

You blushed and wrapped your hands around him.

"Aw! I love you too!"

BEN walked by with an armload of snacks and stopped in front of you.

"Blegh! Get a room!"

Then the little elf jumped back into the T.V.

Jeff sighed and rested his head on the back of the couch.

"Moment ruined..."

"Yeah... So... Wanna play chess?"

BEN Drowned... In lemonade?

You were lying on the bed, reading a book.

Suddenly your 'fun sized' boyfriend who had no idea what the word privacy meant, barged in and jumped onto the bed.

"Hiya Y/N! Whatcha doing?"

"Gah!"

The book went flying as you jumped.

"BEN! I could've been in the middle of getting changed! And why does your breath smell like Doritos?"

"Oh er... I had a snack."

"We don't have any snacks left in this house because you ate them all yesterday," you said bluntly, sitting up and crossing your arms.

BEN smiled nervously and appeared to be thinking of a way to change the subject.

Finally he hugged you and refused to let go.

"I love you, Y/N!"

You rolled your eyes.

"I love you too, you sneaky thief. You're lucky that F/N doesn't seem to mind your daily 'visits' to her fridge."

"I know."

The little elf was still hugging you.

"BEN... You can let go now."

"I don't wanna!"

You sighed and folded your hands behind your head.

"This is going to be a long day..."

Dark Link

It had been a long day of vacuuming the old attic in preparation for redecorating it into a guest bedroom.

"You know... We're really lucky that C/N's ghost is gone. Can you imagine if I invited someone over for the night and they ran out screaming that a beheaded cat had tried to kill them?"

"Yes... Although I still don't remember how I got rid of it..."

You chuckled and swiped off his hat to ruffle his hair.

"It's okay, Darkness. You probably don't want that memory."

"You're right but I'd still like to know," he said with a slightly irate tone, snatching his hat back and putting it on again.

The two of you went back to dusting, cleaning, scrubbing and de-stringfying. Yes. You vaguely had a recollection of your ex-boyfriend getting drunk and finding a whole box of unused silly string cans.

Finally, after slashing down a huge tangle of spider webs, Dark Link sank down against the wall.

"Y/N? Can we take a break? My head is pounding again."

"You've been having those headaches ever since that virus outbreak. Do you think you should visit Doctor Smiley?" You asked worriedly, sitting down next to him.

"Goodness, no. Smiley hasn't been able to help any patients for a week and he's likely becoming desperate."

"Desperate to do what?"

"You don't want to know."

You laughed and elbowed him.

"Very funny!"

Somehow, you both ended up sitting on the dusty floor for hours, cuddling up against each other and chatting away well into the night.

Laughing Yack

Dark and rainy night... The full moon shining down and wolves howling in the distance...

It was perfect for a -

A horror movie marathon!

With the television brought into your room and a huge bucket of popcorn on the bed, you both sat back and watched.

"ARRROOW!"

"Oh my god!"

L.J yawned and speared popcorn onto his claws while you hid behind him in fright, just about peeking over his feathery shoulder to see what was happening onscreen.

"No! No! AAAHHH!"

"That's scary as heck!"

"Meh. I've been worse," the monochrome clown said with boredom, resting his head in one hand.

You returned back to your place, looking confused.

"Don't you mean that you've seen worse?"

"Nope."

After the movie was finished, L.J was leaning on you in a deep slumber.

You giggled and stroked his head, not having the heart to shove him off when he looked so adorable.

Needless to say, you spent the rest of the night listening to L.J's contented whistles.

At the Creepypasta Mansion...

Jane and Sally both entered the room, intending to drag Smiley downstairs for another disastrous dinner.

Instead, they found the not-so-good doctor fast asleep at his desk with several lists of potential patients strewn about.

"Well would you look at that. He's sleeping like a baby."

"Can we draw funny things on his face with a permanent marker, miss Jane?"

"I don't think that Slenderman would quite approve of that."

With Sally's help, Jane hoisted up the sleeping Smiley and carried him over to the bed.

"I suppose even creepypastas get tired sometimes."

Sally skipped out to inform Slender that Smiley had retired early for the night.

Jane stopped by the door and flicked off the light.

"Goodnight, doc. You'll need the sweet dreams to cope with whatever tomorrow is going to bring."

Then she walked out.

One brilliant red eye opened in the darkness.

"I know I will..." A familiar voice mumbled quietly.

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A/N: So I would just like to give all of you a huge thanks for the ideas! And votes. And follows. And just basically everything.

Next Up: He Gets Sick/Hurt

Ta-Ta! ~ TheNightPhantom