JTHM X READER (Discontinued)

There was a warmness in your heart you'd never felt before. You felt so close to him, but still confused. You still didn't know him very well, but it almost didn't matter.
It was easy to forget he was a serial killer.

You looked at Nny and made a mental note.
Everything about him made you wonder if maybe he was the one that Devi was talking about.
Or the one responsible for the recent uptick in crime.
You were almost sure of it.
"Like whatcha see, (Y/n)?" Nny asked seductively and grinned, snapping you out of your thoughts.
"Oh-uh-yeah.. haha," you played along, a bit embarrassed.
"Nny, can you tell me what you're really thinking?" You asked, looking him dead in the eye.
He looked right back and shifted uncomfortably.
"You're still scared of me, aren't you? You still think it's weird that I walk with you all the time and somehow know what's going on in your life, right?"
You gulped.
"Those are my thoughts. I want yours."
"Look, (Y/n)." He started to get a little agitated.
"I dated Devi. And she would tell me about you, since you live together. I was interested, and I wanted to see you for mysel-"
"It WAS YOU! You tried to kill her! She's like-traumatized because of you!"
"I'm getting there," he replied calmly.
"Anyway, we just had a bad night. I let my thoughts get to me, and I acted on them. But what's different between you and Devi, is that whenever I'm around you, for whatever reason my mood is a lot more... stable. Like, I barely have the urge to kill."
You relaxed a bit.
"Even the first time we met, I felt that. And I wanted more of that control over my feelings after that, so I feel the need to be around you all the time. I'm sorry, I know how it sounds. You must feel creeped out."
"Nny, I'm... I'm really happy I can provide that for you. But it's going to take more time. I'm trying to open up and trust you more, but I can barely do that with anyone."
He opened his mouth to say something, but you continued.
"I'm honestly just relieved that you didn't confess you secretly wanted to brutally murder me right now."
He laughed a bit at that.
Neither of you noticed that both of your faces were as red as a tomato. It was hard to see in the dark.
Nny had never felt this close to anyone either. He felt swoony, it was almost exhausting but he loved it.
You felt him hug you and lean backwards so the both of you were laying down on the grass. His arms wrapped around you.
"What the fuck am I doing.." Nny thought to himself. It was like he was on autopilot.
"Hehehhh, you're so warm (Y/n)."
You swear you were going to die of a heart attack.
This was so out of character for him. You genuinely wondered if he'd been thinking with his dick the entire time.
"Kinda bony though."
"Shut up, Mr. 5'10 115 pounds!" You exclaimed.
He sighed and sat up.
"Wanna come to my place n watch a movie or something? It's getting really cold."
"Sure."

-

"Home sweet home!" Nny said enthusiastically, and opened the door.
You got a whiff of the air inside and bent over to vomit on the grass.
"Holy..shit, oh my god." You wiped your mouth with your arm and stood back up.
"Come on in. What do you wanna watch?
Nny walked into his house and put his arms out, pretending like you didn't just ralph all over the fucking ground.
"Oh quit overreacting."
You frowned and followed him inside.
"He might as well just kill me now!"you screamed in your head.
"Have a look around. I know I live in a crack den, but I make the most of it."
You nodded.
"Hey um, Nny?"
"Yeah?"
"Why does that wall have fresh blood on it?"
He took your hand and walked over to it.
"Oh I'm soo happy you asked! If the blood dries, there's a monster that will break free and wreak havoc on everything I know and love."
"O-kayy. D-did someone just...scream? Like, from down there?"
You pointed down.
"Mhmm!" He nodded excitedly.
"I don't think you're ready to see that that yet, hun." he said playfully.

You both made yourself comfortable on the couch. Before popping some slasher VHS in, Nny wanted to show you something.
"Hey, (y/n),  you ever seen that commercial about some family getting diarrhea?"
"No, but that sounds fuckin hilarious." You chuckled.
"Watch this."

You both laughed your asses off for about five minutes. "This is like the 70th time I've seen it, and it gets me EVERY TIME!" Nny yelled between laughs.
As your laugh began to slow down and regained your original composure, you realized something:
Just being in his house made the familiar weight of depression creep up on you.
You just felt heavier and sullen as time went on. It was hard to pay attention to the movie, the insecurities that were once in the back of your mind have now become a false reality.
It was becoming unbearable.
Fear, anxiety, anger, frustration, numbness, calamity, you felt it all at once.
You didn't even realize how close Nny had gotten to you on the couch. he had a concerned look on his face. He could tell something was up.
"Are you okay?"
"Nny, can you do me a favor?"
"Anything."
"Can you just kill me?"
"...you're not funny."
"..."
"You're scaring me."
"Can you just fucking do it?!"
"No. Nonononono. Stop saying that."
He twitched a bit and held you tighter.
"M'kay. I have to go, it's really late."
You needed to get out of this house.
Nny pushed himself off of you.
"Why? Why would you possibly want to leave right now?" He started to get angry.
"Devi's probably worried-"
"FUCK DEVI!"
"Your house makes me feel like shit. If I lived here, I'd probably be a serial killer too. I'm sorry."
His demeanor changed completely to that of a lighter one. This guy can't control his emotions at all.
"Oh! Why didn't you say so? Follow me. I know exactly what you're talking about, and this is what helps."
He guided your hand to the basement with the screaming.
Ooooooooooo fuck