Note | English is not my first language | M.list
A | N / I love Lollipop Chainsaw so much, it's a shame there isn't a remake of the game yet, Juliet I love you
TW | Blood, violence, slight mention of mutilation, sexual themes (nothing graphic), Spoilers for the game (mild), Jason is a suck loser because i said so
This wasn't supposed to happen.
Everything had happened so fast; it was a normal morning in high school.
Jason had finally worked up the courage to confess his love for you after school was over.
You met him because he was your tutor once for a literature exam. You were told that if you didn't pass it, you would be stripped of your position as leader of the cheerleaders.
From that moment on, Jason felt that crush in his heart.
Every time he saw you, he felt his cheeks heat up and his heart beat faster than normal, as if he were running a marathon.
Love was strange and unusual for him. He knew there was a good chance you would reject him, and that would make him the laughingstock of the whole school for believing a nerd like him would have a chance with the most popular and beautiful girl in school.
But dreaming wasn't out of the question. He had prepared everything for this special day.
He had written a romantic note; it was a beautiful poem that he would leave in your locker during first period. Putting at the end of the note that you see him after school.
Nothing could go wrong. He'd been planning for months how he would propose and the things he would say if you rejected him, since he didn't want to look like an idiot after your rejection.
But something went wrong, so wrong.
As he walked through the lonely school field, he heard screams coming from the other side.
Out of nowhere, he saw people starting to run desperately, crying for help.
Was this some kind of joke?
"What the-" Before you could complete your sentence, you heard your voice screaming from afar while you were carrying...
"Jason, watch out!!" You screamed with all your might while running as fast as your legs could carry you.
"Uh? What do you mean...?" He turned his head only to find himself staring at what was supposed to be a zombie, A FUCKING ZOMBIE.
"What the hell!?" He could barely react when he felt the zombie lunge at his arm and then bite him.
He felt his flesh tearing apart; even though he had a jacket on, that didn't mean it fully protected him.
He fell to the ground as a scream of pain came out of his mouth. You quickly approached him and cut the zombie in half.
"Oh my god! Jason, are you okay?!" You knelt next to his injured body; you felt his arm begin to spasm.
It was clear he was infected.
"I... oh shit, this hurts-" He gestured in pain as you held him in your arms. Would he sound like a complete virgin if he said out loud that there was something sexy about you holding him like this?
"God, this feels so bad. Everything's ruined now..."
He felt his body go into small spasms, and his mind began to cloud with pain.
"(Name)...there's someone I need to tell you before I become...well, you know, one of them..." You nodded, distressed. He reached for your hand, and you quickly took it, as if you were afraid that everything you had left of him would disappear.
"I know it's stupid to do this when...when I'm about to die, but..." His voice grew fainter and more tired, and with his last breath, he would say how much he felt about you.
"I...I love you (Name)...I love you so much, and you're the best thing that's ever happened to me..."
Jason felt like a complete loser now. He felt like he wanted to cry.
He didn't know if he wanted to cry because of the pain in his arm or because he knew he would die and never have the chance to see you or hear your beautiful voice again. The smile was too loud for his taste, but he still liked it.
"Oh, Jason... I love you to.."
You gave him one of those smiles you always gave everyone, but this time it was special because it was genuine and meant for him.
"Well... that was quite unexpected... I didn't think you'd accept my feelings." He let out a small laugh before feeling his vision blur and his eyes begin to blur.
You could feel his heart begin to slow down and his skin begin to take on a strange color.
The only thing you could hear in that empty space were your sobs as you hugged Jason's body.
"No! I won't let you die!"
You said, quickly getting up from the ground and starting your chainsaw.
"Uh...? What do you mean by that?"
Jason asked, confused. You two were supposed to be having a sad, yet romantic moment.
"Sorry for what I'm about to do, babe!"
You raised your chainsaw and pointed it right at his neck. Jason felt like his soul had just left his body.
"Wait, what? No! (Name), wait a second, you shouldn't-"
His sentence was cut off by the sound of the chainsaw approaching his neck. All he could hear before closing his eyes was a small "I love you!" Which was almost drowned out by his scream of fear as he felt your chainsaw cut into his neck.
And that's how Jason ended up with a head attached to your hip by a chain.
Jason waited for many fates before becoming a zombie, but he never thought you'd perform a ritual to bring him back to life as a disembodied head.
Jason was starting to believe that becoming a zombie wasn't such a bad option after all.
Although he wouldn't lie, there was something about him that he liked being able to feel your ass on the back of his neck.
God, if he still had his cock, it would most likely be hard...
But leaving those virgin thoughts aside, the view from your waist wasn't so bad.
At least he wasn't a mindless zombie walking around the school looking for fresh meat.
Plus, he was a great help when it came to preventing attacks from behind.
He was like a guide since he knew the high school best; they needed to get out of there as quickly as possible.
The school wasn't a safe place and it was too big, and you could easily get lost if you didn't have a map, but you could be sure that Jason would guide you around the place.
"Honey, a zombie on your right!"
Jason warned, while you were too busy slicing into a zombie that crossed your path.
You giggled as you cut the zombie in half with your chainsaw.
Jason sometimes wondered where you got so much strength from. He knew that chainsaw was heavy, but you carried it like a bag.
In addition to your amazing acrobatics and jumps, which would easily humiliate any gymnast.
"You've been very quiet this time. Is something wrong, Jay?"
You called him by his usual affectionate nickname. Jason had been much quieter than usual.
Most of the time, he spent talking about some book he'd read or telling jokes that weren't funny but still made you laugh.
"Oh...nothing, it's just..." He hesitated. These last few days had seemed too strange. He'd never thought about being trapped in a school full of zombies with only his head. "I just haven't gotten used to not having...you know...my body."
You nodded, understanding what he was saying. You knew it was a selfish decision to leave him with only his head, but Jason's body was almost completely infected, and his head was the only thing that wasn't infected yet.
"Relax! When we get out of here, I'll get you a new body. There's nothing magic can't fix!"
Jason just laughed at your comment, sometimes wondering how you were still so optimistic after everything you'd been through.
Something in Jason always wondered if you and he were the only survivors.
You tried using an old radio you found, but it wouldn't connect to any network or signal.
"Whatever you say, princess."
A small blush formed on your cheeks at the nickname Jason gave you. He seemed very resistant to the nicknames you gave him, as if he thought he didn't deserve all your affection.
You walked through the abandoned, blood-soaked halls of the school, humming a little song you'd heard on the radio once with your older sister.
"Uh... did you hear that, Jay?"
You said, sharply turning your head toward the sound. A voice crackled as if trying to speak from a broken radio.
Jason could barely finish his sentence when you ran down the hallway looking for the source of the noise.
Jason felt like his head was jerking from the way you ran and jumped, dodging the zombie bodies and other things lying on the floor.
He could swear he was about to throw up, even though it was biologically impossible since he didn't have a stomach or organs.
"Ugh, we're here," you said tiredly, stopping at the teachers' lounge. The noise was coming from that place, and you were beginning to clearly understand the words of that mysterious person.
But you saw that the room was full of zombies, some of them seemed to have evolved and become more grotesque than they were.
That's all you could think about when you smelled that unpleasant odor. You braced yourself and started your chainsaw, holding it as if it weighed absolutely nothing to you.
"Jay, get ready, this is going to get A little shaky!"
You didn't let Jason answer and kicked the door open, sending him flying and crashing into a zombie. Great, you already had one eliminated.
Was all Jason could whisper when he saw you do. My God, what did the high school feed its cheerleaders to make them so strong?
At that moment, Jason felt like a princess in distress, and you were her prince, coming to save her from those horrible zombies.
Although he wouldn't complain either; the last time he was in your arms felt so good.
Jason was too busy fantasizing about being saved by someone as fucking sexy as you that he didn't notice you just killed all the zombies in minutes.
You hated that zombies were so weak. There were very few zombies in the school worth fighting, and you'd already defeated most of them.
You approached the small radio on the table and looked curious, waiting for the person to speak again.
The voice sounded like a boy's. He seemed worried but curious at the same time.
That voice was enough to snap Jason out of his thoughts. Had he heard correctly?
That voice was all too familiar.
"Oh! Yeah, I'm (name) from Gotham High School. Who are you?"
Your voice remained as happy as ever. At least you knew you and Jason weren't the only survivors.
"Thank God... I thought no one would answer." The boy let out a nervous laugh. You moved the radio so you could hear better since the signal wasn't the best.
While Jason felt like his soul had left his body again, it couldn't be him...
He couldn't. He would feel too humiliated if the person he thought he was turned out to be who he thought.
There was no way this was happening to him. Was this really supposed to happen to him when he was in such a humiliating and pathetic situation?
There was a moment of silence on the radio until that voice spoke again.
"I'm Dick Grayson. It's nice to know there are still survivors."
You just nodded before speaking.
"Well, the truth is, I'm not the only survivor. I'm with my boyfriend, Jason Todd!"
You were too naive to realize the bombshell you dropped when you blurted out those words.
"Jason... Jason Todd!? Wow, I didn't think he'd still be alive. Can you put me through to him?"
Dick seemed cheerful and eager to talk to Jason. It seemed like he was too important to Dick, since the moment you mentioned Jason's name, Dick's tone abruptly changed.
"Well... there's a slight problem with that..."
While I was writing this I remembered that I had the game installed so I started playing it while I wrote, I know this has nothing to do with it but Juliet was my lesbian hear me out btw🗣🗣🗣
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