Jeff the Killer:
You and Jeff were taking a peaceful walk when a cyclist passed you. The guy didn't just pass you though, he slapped your ass as he speeded by. You yelped, shame making your face flush red when Jeff immediately ran after him. You watched, shocked, as he caught up, pushed him off his bike, and punched him in the face. The guy didn't get up, you didn't know if he was knocked out or was just in too much pain to get back up. Jeff walked back to you with a smug look on his face, obviously feeling quite proud of himself, and lead you in the opposite direction.
Ben Drowned:
Ben is incredibly jealous and possessive. All the time. Talking to another boy on the phone? He'll cut the connection. Someone looking at you for too long? They'll suddenly be too scared to ever look in your direction again. You comment that a character is attractive? He'll act like a brat until you say he's cuter. And if you don't do what he says when he's jealous? Lord have mercy on you . . .
Eyeless Jack:
You and Jack were taking a walk, but not in the forest this time. Instead, you were walking around town. Holding hands and chatting, you eventually passed a high school. Jack left for a moment to fill your water bottle at a fountain across the street, so you sat on a bench and waited. You glanced around, noticing a group of whispering girls staring at you. They giggled when you waved politely, and seemed to usher a couple girls forward.
"Hey." One of them said, and they both looked up at you in a way that seemed . . . not appropriate, especially considering you were older.
"Uh, hello-"
"What's your name?" The other asked, as the first one glanced down at your body. Okay, you were definitely uncomfortable now.
"Y/N." You said uncertainly, not sure what to do. Thankfully though, your arm was grabbed and you were pulled away quickly by Jack. As you walked away, he placed his hand on your lower back and said, "You attracted a couple of fans, hm?"
"Oh, shush." You replied, a little flustered.
Masky:
It was another night at work, and you and Tim were chatting in the empty lobby as he drank his usual coffee. You were about to ask him a question when surprisingly, a customer walked in.
"Hey sweetheart, I'll get a small latte." He said, and you immediately felt uncomfortable. It would've been bad enough if it weren't for the fact he looked at least thirty years older then you. As you made his drink, he continued to speak to you, either ignoring or not noticing Tim's stare. "So, how old are you? Y'know, I can take you out some time-" Tim's chair squeaked loudly as he pushed it aside and stood up. "That's none of your damn business, and they're not interested. I'd recommend you shut your fucking mouth and leave before I kick your ass." He spat, towering over him. The man may have been older, but he looked small compared to Tim at the moment.
He didn't even grab his drink before rushing out of the cafe. Once he'd left, you chuckled and glanced at Tim.
"My hero~"
Hoodie:
"What's wrong?" Brian asked, walking alongside you. You huffed and looked away.
"Nothing." You mumbled, but obviously you were lying. The two of you were on a walk when you bumped into a girl who immediately began asking Brian about his mask and chatting up a storm. He replied politely, but the way she touched his shoulder and laughed made you incredibly aggravated. Finally, she had left, and now you were pouting.
"Y/N . . ." He warned, and you quickly muttered an apology. He laughed and wrapped his arm around you, making you blush.
"You're adorable."