Jd - “How’d you know it was me?”
Summary: you climb into Jd’s room after your horrible encounter with Kurt and ram in the cow pasture, crying.
Pairing: Jason ‘Jd’ Dean x reader
Warnings: murder plotting? Fluff? Idk it’s Jd what do you expect
Word count: 271
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Jd was woken from his midnight slumber by the familiar sound of his window being forced open, accompanied by muffled sniffles.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” His voice had a slight rasp, not having spoken for a few hours prior.
Through your tears, you managed to mumble, “How’d you know it was me? What if I was a murderer or a robber?”feeling around the dark room as you made your way to his bed.
Chuckling softly, Jd replied, “Murderers don't usually break into houses whilst crying. What’s wrong?” Pulling you close to his chest, he gently brushed your hair away from your tear-streaked face. A hesitant sniffle escaped your nose as you mumbled, “Promise you won't get mad?”
I don’t do promises.
“I promise, baby.”
“Kurt an-and Ram. They— well the heathers called me and— they left me alone with—“ you choppily tried your best to explain what happened. Jd took a very deep breath, your head rising and falling with his body as he did so.
I’m going to kill them. Literally kill them.
“I’m sorry, baby, you can cry, it’s okay, you’re safe with me now.” Jd whispered, kissing the top of your head. You winced, letting yourself cry while being coddled in Jd’s arms. Eventually, you managed to regain control over your breathing, your sobs subsiding. Sniffing softly, you mustered the courage to make a simple request, “Can I sleep here tonight?”
“Yes, darling.”
Jd drew you even closer to his body, getting comfortable again to sleep with you in his embrace. You pressed your face against his chest and shut your eyes, allowing yourself to drift off into sleep.
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Why is it always "what the fuck have you done?!" and "this ends now!!" and never "how was the murdering, babe? the murdering looked fun, was it fun?"
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