Gentle giant (Jason voorhees x reader)

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Jason's POV

I'm so glad that hag was dead! How dare she talk to another human being like that?! Y/n looked so hurt... At that moment I vowed to myself that I will make her as happy as possible. I will do my best as her fiance! She was still asleep so I snuck out to find her some flowers, I find it sweet how much she loves nature. Her favorite flowers were f/f but they were a pain in my ass to find around the area, I had to go to the other camp site and get them there. Thankfully nobody was around besides some drugged up hippies, they were harmless though.

On my way back to y/n I found something very very unexpected. I shut the door behind me to be greeted by a limping y/n. "I told you not to get out of bed until your back gets better, y/n". I signed with one hand holding the other behind my back. "Don't treat me like an old lady, I'm fine." Y/n grew curious to see what else I had not paying attention to my scolding at all, she kept trying to peek but I pointed to our room telling her to lie down. "Whatcha got there?" She asked jittering in excitement. I didn't know what to expect if it gave it to her. She did mention a few times she liked them. Y/n better like them! I dropped the flowers for this thing.

It's so ugly...but in a cute way? I handed her the possum I was hiding. Y/n scared me the way she jolted to life! It was as if that possum had cleared all of her ailments meaning her back as well. The little thing wouldn't move, I knew it was alive though because of the rising and falling of it's chest. Y/n kissed it which made me laugh. 'guess that means she likes it.' She looked at me happily which made me happy. Y/n started bringing it everywhere, the whole day she kept it inside her shirt! To the kitchen, to the bedroom, even to the bathroom!

I couldn't help but feel a tad bit jealous, pathetic I know. I swear on my life that possum stares at me with hate! Loves y/n though! I tried to pet it and it snapped at me, Hissing and everything! Damn oversized rat.

Y/n's POV

I love Jason...I really do...but...THIS FUCKING POSSUM IS THE CUTEST THING EVER!!!!! It didn't like me at first but it grew on me. I walked with it everywhere, I was like a proud mom. Mom. Without realization I had started to cry. I was confused. 'why the hell am I crying?' I sat down on the living room floor and just thought about things. Now that I think about it...things have been happening so fast. Jason, those boys, that Freddy guy, mom etc. I cried quietly careful not to alert Jason. Eventually I fell asleep on the hard ground.

I had the worst dream.

🛑🚨R@pe mention 🚨🛑 No I am serious this is really bad. I do not support this behavior whatsoever. It's sick.

It was a rainy day. Dad and I were home alone, I was in my room playing with my doll house. Y'know the usual weird shit like making my teddy bear marry barbie. My dad stormed into my room with only his boxers on. Being a kid I thought he was just being silly and forgot his clothes until he grabbed me pinning me face down on my bed. "Wanna play a game?" He asked whispering in my ear. I shook my head as fear began to build up in me. He put himself in me and started to brutally sexually assault me.

I was crying so hard. I was so confused and it hurt so much. "Daddy please s-stop I don't like this game!" He didn't. He just kept going until eventually he stopped. Everything stopped. All I could hear was his heavy breathing. When he was done he got off of me...I stayed in my room and cried. Mom got home and saw me, she did ask what happened but instead of being mad at dad she was mad at me. She yelled at me and slapped me.

🛑🚨R@pe mention over🛑🚨

My eyes opened barely to see a worried looking Jason. He shook my shoulder gently. "Y/n, W-why on the f-floor?" His voice was sweet and caring. I turned away from him not wanting him to see me crying. He shook me shoulder again making me look at him, "go to the b-bed, it's much more comfortable t-there" him attempting to speak made me crack a smile. I was still crying silently but he made me feel a little better. He huffed seeing me not make an effort to move.

He walked away which I'm not gonna lie...it hurt but when he came back he dumped a bunch of blankets and pillows on me. He picked me up bridal style and laid down on the piles of pillows. Jason rested me on his chest and put a blanket over me. I blushed at his cute actions, I snuggled into his chest crying a bit louder. He heard me but just rubbed my back. "What-ts wrong?" I shook my head. "Just a bad dream" Surprisingly I managed to get my words out without hiccuping like a big dumb dumb.

Jason was the sweetest person ever, "Jason, I love you so much." He smiled and signed "I love you" in return. I carefully got up and stared in his ocean blue eyes that I love so much. "No...I love you. With all my heart, I mean it." Jason's face turned so red with me likewise. I drew tiny circles on his chest, sang a bit and he fell asleep. Since he was asleep I told him everything that happened in my dream...or should I say memories? I didn't expect him to hug me tighter. What he did surprised me, his eyes were closed but a tear rolled down his cheek. I kissed his tear away and we both just stayed there, being in each other's company. I couldn't ask for anything more.