Jeff was incredibly intrigued with you. You wore your mask so often, he wouldn't be suprised if you never took it off. He constantly nagged you, practically begging you to just take the damn thing off. It didn't help that you two were roommates.

"C'mon, you need to show me," he pleaded, a grin forming as he sat up in his bed, looking over at you. "I can keep a secret," he reassured. It didn't help that a day ago he realized you had claws on your fingers. Now he was just begging.