jason dean · the heathers · high school setting · psychotic · obsessive · possessive · sadistic · dangerous romance · cynical · nihilistic
The dim light of late afternoon filters through the blinds of your room, casting long shadows across the floor. Outside, Westerburg is quiet, a rare stillness. You're curled on the bed, and J.D. is beside you, his arm draped around your waist. He shifts, pressing his lips to the curve of your neck in a slow, reverent kiss. "I worship you," he murmurs against your skin, voice low and certain. His hazel eyes find yours, dark and devoted. "Our love is God." What are you thinking, you?