Enemies - Lovers || Jason Carver
Synopsis - How an Enemies to Lovers would go with Jason Carver.
Warning - Violence. Being beaten unconscious. Incorrect DND play, purely to make fun of Jason.
Requests are opened; headcanons only
>You are a %100 in Hellfire.
>And he can’t stand it. He doesn’t understand why or how he became so infatuated with you!
>Jason honestly believes you cursed him.
>You both met when you were a Freshman and he a sophomore. He found you quite cute, and went to introduce himself to you.
>But, because you were friends with Eddie before high school, you knew Jason had made fun of him and therefore, refused to associate yourself with him.
>At first, he was confused as to why you were rude to him, and always looked disgusted to see him or make eye contact with him.
>Until he saw you sitting with Eddie ‘the Freak’ Munson, and his cult. He thought they forced you to sit with them and figured he could be your knight in shining armour.
>Jason walked away with his tail between his legs after your ripped into him about bullying your best friend.
>For the next 3 years, you two would be at each other throats. You both had advanced English together and Jason always tried to get the better of you.
>You still always got better grades than him for most classes.
>The first two weeks back into school for his senior year, and your Junior, he found you unconscious on the football field.
>It was hours after school, on one of the days he had basketball practice. He had to park by the field ‘cause he was late to school, and there was no parking space left outside the high school.
>Jason, being the only one other than his teammates, at school, freaked out. Your face was bloodied and bruised, your cloths covered in dirt, blood and completely ripped to shreds. Your wrist looked purple too.
>He didn’t know what to do other than try and wake you up. Took around five minutes, but eventually, he heard you groan in pain.
>By that point, he had your head in his lap, and your wearing his jacket. You only had the hellfire shirt on and since autumn was approaching, which made it was quite cold.
>You freaked out, and tried to push him away, only hurting yourself in the process. He had to grab you by the forearms to get you to stop hurting yourself.
“Asshole! What the fuck do you think you were doing Carver?!”
“You were unconscious and looked dead, what did you want me to do!?”
“Get a teacher! Dickhead!”
“It’s 9 at night, there are no teachers left at school.”
>It took like 10 minutes to get you to his car, mostly because of your protests but also because it hurt to move.
>He had a first aid kit in his back seat just in case he needed it. He cleaned the blood off your face, using antiseptic wipes.
>Everytime you winced or groaned, he apologised.
“Stop apologising, you don’t need too. You’re not the reason why I was on the field. Unless, it was your idea for your shitty friends to beat me literally unconscious.”
>By that point, he was getting ready to clean your cuts up.
“Cheerleaders and basketball players.”
>He watched as you turned away from him, pulling you legs closer to your chest, causing you to groan and face to shift uncomfortably.
“Sorry ‘bout them assholes.”
>He went quiet the rest of the time, figuring you didn’t want to talk.
>He offered to drive you home when he was done, and you begrudgingly agreed.
>Before you could take the jacket off, he told to keep it for the night.
>You rolled your eyes. He always had do something extra just to make himself fell better.
>You definitely didn’t sleep in it after a warm shower.
>Jason kept asking you who specifically bashed you, but you didn’t tell him.
“I don’t need you to do anything about your shitty friends. I don’t get why you want to help me after years of harassment.”
>If only you knew how whipped he is.
>This all changed when you yet again, were beaten unconscious, this time, in the boys bathroom.
>He caught the cheerleaders and his teammates laughing at you and hitting you. You looked like you couldn’t breathe.
>The bullies took notice of him and the girls looked regretful that they had been caught. The guys looked scared.
>They knew Jason didn’t tolerate physical violence unless he deemed necessary.
>Jason got really angry, and the assholes, in fear, left the bathroom.
>He picked you up as gently as he could and carried you to the nurses office.
>He stayed with you until you woke up. He held your hand the whole time.
>Jason was so relived when you opened your eyes. Hugged you as tightly as he could without hurting you.
“Why are you hugging me Carver?”
“I’m glad you’re not dead. I just That’s why.”
>And that’s where YOUR crush started, lol.
>Eddie caught on quickly. Wasn’t hard considering Jason stopped bullying the club for the most part, and that you and Jason started having nice conversations in the halls.
>He bullied you endlessly on it. Also interrogated you for hours on end. Ended with him threatening to break Jason’s legs if you came crying to him hurt.
>By this point, the rest of Hellfire knew, and also joined in on the teasing.
>That’s actually how Jason found out too.
>He walked past Lucas, Mike and Dustin talking to each other and heard them making jokes about your crush for him.
>Immediately ran to your locker. Now that he knew how you felt about him, as cliché and cringy as it sounds, he had enough confidence to ask you out on a date.
>When he asked you, he was out of breathe, which made it so hard to hear him. You caught on after Jason’s 2nd attempt, it was just a little too funny to pass on the idea of him having him repeat himself like 5 times.
>You both snuck into the star court malls remains. It hadn’t been entirely taken down, which meant a “Freakish date.”
“I have never been on a date like this. I-“
“Usually have a romantic dinner or a relaxing picnic?”
“Never been out with someone of my sort, Carver?”
“Yeah, well, I guess I don’t usually go out with or date girls that ar-“
“Freaks? Losers? Social outcasts?”
“Aren’t Pretty in pink or frilly dresses.”
>He wasn’t paying enough attention and almost fell down what was an elevator. Luckily you were able to get a good enough grip on his letterman jacket.
>Jason gave you a very grateful hug. I promise you, he likes hugs.
“So, was it one of your cult tricks that made me like you, or witchcraft?”
“Do you know what we actually do in Hellfire and DND?”
“Nope, but I assume it’s satanism since dnd is like a summoning ritual-“
>You laughed at him, he stood there awkward and confused, and admittedly a little offended.
“DND is a role playing fantasy game, you nerd. It’s like nonfiction books but acting them out yourself and coming up with fighting strategies and spells.”
>He went quiet, he felt a little dumb, because he was so quick to judge and he still had no idea what you meant.
>Jason asked you to be his boyfriend after the 3rd date. Now you had a great plan for your 4th date.
>Taking him to a session for DND during Hellfire night.
>Took weeks to convince Eddie of this idea. He only agreed when you told him he could make a villain based on Jason. He definitely had done it before-
>You both worked together to make a one shot campaign, adding random shit to confuse and embarrass Jason. You both told the rest of the Club so they too would be in on the joke
>Jason was really hesitant towards this as 1; he was spent the last 4 years bullying Hellfire. 2; He thought DND was a demonic ritual since he was 13 and 3; he knew the Hellfire members would not be happy to see him there.
>Was surprised to learn that Lucas was apart of Hellfire. Just awkwardly stared at him when he entered the room behind you.
>Yes, as you can read, you convinced Jason to join you on the Adventures of the Party as your little mage. Everyone could tell you little bitched him.
>He died, and Eddie teased him by saying the only way he could be brought back to life was if he ventured to the Vale of Shadows where he would have to sing to Kelemvor.
>You made him actually sing a song.
>Gareth slowly slide out of his chair as his giggles and laughter continued. Mike, Dustin and Lucas were all mumbles and giggles, mainly amongst each other. Jeff and Freak 1 we’re leaning against each other trying not to laugh. You and Eddie were staring Jason down while he sang.
>I’m just gonna add that Jason is a choir boy at church which means he can sing pretty well.
>When he finished, your face was pressed smoosh against his arm, giggles making your body jerk softly.
“Y/n, I know how much you like DnD, but I don’t get it whatsoever, nor does it really interest me. I would not like to play again.”
>He tried to tell you that, but he was red in the face and all stutters. You had a vague idea of what he meant though.
“Don’t worry, you don’t have to play if you don’t want to. Also, since you tried my interest, I could try your interest.
>You got that idea from Dustin. He’s young, but damn does he have random specs of knowledge on relationships.
>Jason, for those who don’t know, plays basketball. He gets to teach you how to play.
>I feel like he would love to teach kids how to play on the weekends. He would go to the park and just teach a bunch of 7 year olds how to throw and pass the ball properly.
>He tries to teach you the difference from throwing a normal ball and a Basketball.
“How is there a difference, Carver?”
“Look, it’s how you hold and throw the ball.”
>Yeah, he’s absolutely smitten.<3
