Creepypasta Boyfriend Scenarios

Asked Out

Jeff the Killer

 You and Jeff had hung out quite a lot lately... Mostly when you were home alone... Of course, because you obviously had a death wish, but hey... Whatevs, it's your life. This particular evening, your siblings were with your parents at a Disney World trip and apparently you were "too old" for Disney World.

Jeff came in through the window and before you had a chance to go to bed. He smiled at the sight of you... Well he smiled wider, anyway. He walked towards you, "Hey, Y/N. How was your day?"

"Fine, your day?" You ask him politely.

"Well, good so far... It could be better though," He was backing you against the wall now. You felt the cool surface of the wall press against your back. Jeff put his hands on either side of your head, "Would you like to know how?"

"Sure," You reply, shakily. Your heart is now pounding in your ear. You were asking for whatever happens. I mean come on! You leave your windows and doors unlocked at night when you're home alone. 

"Go on a date with me?" Jeff asked seductively.

Relieved that was all that he wanted, you decide to have some fun, "Go on a date... With you?! As if, you freak!"

With lightning fast reflexes, he whipped out a knife and held it to your throat, "Let me rephrase that. You will be going out with me, capisce?"

Terrified, you nodded and replied, "Y-Yes sir..."

"Good, see you later, Y/N," Jeff put away his knife and left without another word.

Rule one, stupid... Never taunt a killer. Ever.

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Slenderman

You were in your front yard, lying on your back. You were gazing up at the stars, looking for satellites or other planets with your naked eye. Then, guess what? The static came to your mind. After it dulled, you looked to right. 

There, lying beside you was Slenderman. You were tiny compared to him. He was tall and you were not... Unless you were, and in which case I apologize, but you're still tiny compared to him. He turned his head to face you, "Like I said... I've seen something even more beautiful that the stars."

"Me?" You wondered out loud.

"Yes, Y/N... You... Would you like to go on a date?" Slenderman asked.

Um... No... Not really, but thanks for asking. BUH-BYE! Your conscience screamed from inside your mind.

"Oh... Well, I'll leave you be then," Slenderman sat up after reading your mind. If he had a face, it would look all sad and such.

"Please don't go... I'd love to go on a date with you," You smiled at him, still lying on your back.

Do you realize how vulnerable you are right now, Y/N? You are on your back, in your pajamas, right beside a known killer. Do you have a death wish? Your conscience snarled, but you ignored it.

No, seriously, Y/N... Because I love you, I insist you run! You still ignored your conscience.

Fine, be that way.

Slenderman left you to mentally fight yourself.

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Eyeless Jack

You were sound asleep, and the only reason Jack had changed his mind about you was because the closer he got to you, the easier it would be to get your kidneys. You two hung out quite a bit, but it meant nothing to Jack. Tonight was not one of your hang out sessions. In fact you weren't expecting anyone to come in through your window.

The window opened and a thud woke you up. You grabbed the nearest thing, the lamp. Then you pounced, whacking whatever came in through your window on the head. The thing was unconscious and you switched on your lamp, seeing Jack sprawled out on your floor. Frowning, you realized his scalpel had flown out of his hand. Picking it up, you pocketed the sharp object and hide it in the drawer of your end table. Then you crawled back into to bed and went back to sleep.

A few hours later, Jack awoke you, "Y/N! Y/N! I lost my scalpel!"

"Actually I have it," You reply sleepily.

"What?! AGAIN?!" Jack exclaimed.

"Yep... If you want it back, you'll have to go on a date with me!" You say happily.

"That's blackmail!" Jack whined.

"Well maybe next time you'll think about whose kidneys you go after. I thought we were friends!" You spat at him.

"You're a fangirl-freak! We can't go on dates or be friends!" Jack snarled at you.

"Then you don't get your scalpel," You shrug, rolling over.

"Fine, fine... We'll go out," Jack gave in and you were ecstatic!

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Laughing Jack

It was Saturday, like you and LJ had arranged. The two of you were hanging out on the swings. LJ was telling you jokes, not funny ones but punny ones. You giggled at the jokes, never the less. At least he was trying to be funny. After a while, LJ produced some pixie sticks from his pocket, "Want some?"

"Sure!" You took two of his pixie sticks and then ate them. Obviously not the wrapper, but just the sugary yumminess. LJ watch you for a moment, then ate his share of pixie sticks. Sneaking a glance at him, you saw his expression was sad.

"What's wrong?" You wondered.

"I was just thinking of the last time I've just... Had someone by my side... That was a long time ago, Y/N. It makes me happy, and I didn't think would ever happen again," LJ smiled  at you wistfully.

"Oh... A girl was by your side?" You asked.

"No, a boy," LJ replied, not thinking anything of it.

"Oh crap... You're gay?" You frowned.

"What? No, no, no, no... No... He was my bestfriend... And now he's dead," LJ answered patiently.

Sighing a breath of relief, you said, "Not that I would've been upset if you were gay... I was sort of hoping we had something... But if you were gay then we could've been just friends...  No hard feelings."

"I'm not gay, Y/N... In fact... I was hoping the same thing," LJ smiled at you. You returned the smile, and his heart melted at the sight of it., "Go to the arcade with me?"

"What, now?" You exclaimed, slightly alarmed.

"Not now, but sometime? Like a date?" LJ wondered.

"Oh... Yeah, okay!" You grin at him.

The rest of your time together was spent playing on the playground equipment, even though you were both way to big for any of it. LJ also fed you more candy, and you went home as hyper as you ever could've been.

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Author's Note:

Alright, sorry LJ's is sooooo long! Also, if you have requests, send them in! I mean it! DO IT! Other than that, comment if you like the story, vote if you like the story, and share if you like the story. 

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Nightmare_Pixie