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Birthday Disaster (Eyeless Jack X Reader) One-shot

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    Momentarily, everything was perfect. No one was screaming or screwing up. Everything was going according to plan.

    But, because nothing can be perfect, your brilliant plan went down in ruins. 

    "Shut up! You're being to loud!" Jeff, complaining as usual.

    "You're one to talk! You've been snickering the whole time." Ben, because he can never stay out of an argument.

    "One more word and I'll slit your necks in your sleep." Finally you stepped in, threatening them in that violent way you often did. They stopped talking, if begrudgingly, with the rolled eyes and scoffing. The last few steps came into sight; sight being a relative term in the utter darkness. 

    With lifted foot, you planted yourself on the second to last step, about to put all of your weight on it when the board snapped. It was as if the whole world didn't want you to succeed and that was enough to bring tears to your eyes. That and the fact that your foot was ankle deep in broken wood and now shattered glass. You hadn't realized that you accidentally dropped the jar you were holding. It was dark enough that you could trick yourself into believing that it wasn't blood. Kind of.

    "Look who screwed up this time, (Y/n)." Ben chuckled, coming to help you when he slipped on the not-blood on the steps. His hands slipped from the glass and his jar too went sailing to the floor, shattering into a plethora of tiny glass shards. 

    Wildly, you turned to Jeff, forgetting your foot caught halfway through a floor board. "Jeffery. You're our last hope. Protect that jar with your life or I swear to the fake gods, I will kill you." Jeff's smile twitched in a smirk, though you saw his arms tighten around the glass container almost protectively. 

    One hand on the railing, you pulled your leg out of the broken, rotted wood. It almost didn't matter with how little pain you felt; the real pain was on the inside. Though, one thing was still there for you; the element of surprise. 

    Groping for the handle to the tower door in the dark, you grinned when you came into contact with something cold. You tightened your grip, moments from whispering to the others when the object tightened around your hand as well. A scream tore from your mouth, the tower walls creating an echo effect you would have loved to hear at any other time. In response, another shatter of glass reached your ears. 

    That last sound, echoing in your mind, tipped you over the edge of sanity. "Damn it, Jeff!" You shouted, pushing whatever still gripped your hand out of your mind. Behind you, the fast running of two pairs of feet down steps bounced off of the walls back at you. 

    "Why does this always happen to me?" You sighed, debating about leaving and trying again next year, when your killer senses (literally) heard the smallest sound. Said sound happened to be your name. "(Y/n)... What are you doing?" 

    You sucked in a breath of air, letting it out in a sigh. "Hey E.J. I was, um, trying to... surprise you. For your birthday." You said, kicking the step below you. It was still too dark to see much, but you now knew that the shape in front of you was Jack, stoic as usual. There was a moment of silence between you, not awkward, yet not quite comfortable either. The blue masked cannibal broke the silence with a simple question. "Why?" You shrugged about to casually run a hand through your hair before realizing he was still holding your hand. A light blush dusted your cheeks, for which you were thankful for the darkness of E.J.'s tower for once. "Because I know you like kidneys and I happened to be hoarding them for you." The words left your mouth before you could properly phrase them. 

    "Uh... thanks?" Jack said, his voice sounding slightly confused. You frowned. "Well, that's what you would say if they hadn't all broken." Jack chuckled as if you had told an amusing joke. "Why are you laughing?" The question hung in the air as if suspended by a string. "Because... You make me happy." A smile donned your face, even if your plan had failing. 

    "I'm sorry it didn't work out." You said, staring up at his eyeless, masked face. The empty holes filled with darkness had never bothered you, even when you were alone with just Jack. "Happy Birthday Jack." Slowly, his arms snaked around your waist pulling you into a tight hug. Your heart pounded in your chest and you prayed he couldn't tell how much this simple hug meant to you.

    "Thank you, (Y/n)." 
Random. There isn't much to say about this one...
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ChiyamiShiaka's avatar
That was so sweet .w.