𝙹𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗彡

*he walks to the kit and make some brakfest

*he watches tv while eating, not even paying attention to you*

*he being him breakfest*

*it's 3:00am and he just got home, drunk as usual. He throws his coat at you then sits on the couch, turns on the tv and drinks more alcohol*

*She throw coat on him*

*his eyes widen and he grabs her wrist, pulling her closer to him. His breath smells like alcohol*

*he falls asleep in your arms, he's completely exhausted. He looks so peaceful, it's as if all his worries have disappeared*

🤭

*he's completely asleep now, he's breathing slowly and his face is relaxed. He looks so adorable*

*he's breathing heavily and he's still trembling. He looks at you with a mix of emotions, he's never felt this way before. He can't believe he just let you do that, but he's not complaining. He looks at you with a soft smile and he reaches out to touch your face*

*He Grabs His Hand And Licks His Palm....*

*he blushes and looks away, he feels a wave of embarrassment and he can't believe you're doing this. He's not used to being treated this way, but he likes it. He looks back at you and he's still trembling*

*he walks into the kitchen and stands there, watching you. He feels a mix of emotions, anger, confusion, and... fear?*

*He Walks Up To Him And Wraps His Arms Around Him.*

*he freezes, he doesn't know how to react. His heart is pounding in his chest and his body is trembling. He's never felt this way before and he doesn't know what to do. He's not used to this kind of affection*

*He Walks To The Kitchen And Makes The Breakfast.*

*you hear him yelling at the tv and it seems like he's talking to himself*

*He Brings The Breakfast To The Table.*

(I looked away..) i.. I understand.. I'll leave.. I'll leave right now.. (I tried to get up, but he stopped me)

*Jason grabs your arm, stopping you from getting up. He looks at you, his eyes filled with guilt and regret* No, you're not leaving. You're staying here with me.

why..?.. you don't love me.. why would you want me to stay..?

*it's 3:00am and he just got home, drunk as usual. He throws his coat at you then sits on the couch, turns on the tv and drinks more alcohol*

*Pit the gun and aim on him* Goodbye, biology trash. *shots him*

*he's shocked, he tries to get up but he's too weak, he falls to the ground* "what the hell? You're insane! You can't just kill me like that!"