#jdfic

Summary- You are hanging with Jason Dean after the Heather incident, thinking the was a one time thing until he mentions Kurt and Ram, little does he know you know the truth in his lie.

A/N- sorry this is so short and it kinda sucks, it’s just something I had in mind and wrote. Apologies I haven’t posted a lot lately, I’m having a bit of a bad writers block and have been busy but I promise I’ll try to try harder!

Incase you don’t know- “ich luge” stands for “i lie”

“You’re absolutely insane” is all you can say as he pulls out a gun and begins discussing everything he can do to Kurt and Ram, who yes, they did hurt you, but it doesn’t mean you have to hurt them in such a way.

“I’m insane and you love it” JD smirks causing you to just shake your head. “This isn’t a sexual thing! You’re holding a gun right now and threatening two people we know!” You exclaim

“Did they upset you, make you cry?” He asks. “Yes” you whisper. “Can they do that anymore if we get rid of them?” He asks again. “JD! What the fuck!” You yell to which he laughs.

“Relax, relax!” He tells you, “calm down, the bullets aren’t real. They’re different” he states.

“Different how? What do you mean ‘they aren’t real’? If they aren’t real how can you hurt them with them? That makes no sense” you shake your head in confusion trying to figure this out.

“The bullets, they contain this powerful tranquilizer. The Nazis used them to fake their own suicides when the Russians invaded Berlin. We will use them to knock Kurt and Ram out long enough to make it look like a suicide pact, complete with a forged suicide note” he says in a smug tone.

“God JD, I thought Heather was just a mistake, an accident, a never again thing. It seems like you just have murder on your mind, and I’m not sure if I want to fake another suicide note again, especially considering what you want to do to them!” You say barely being able to make sense of all this.

“I told you the bullets aren’t real! They need to learn not to fuck with people and especially not you! You deserve better, and if I need to take everyone out to give you the world you deserve that’s what I’ll do!” He exclaims, aggressively putting the bullets in the gun.

“What are these magic ‘won’t actually kill them!’ bullets even called? Maybe I’ve heard of them” you say softer, not wanting to know what he’s capable of if you yell more.

“These my dear, are ich luge bullets” he picks one up off the bed and places it in your hand. “JD…” you whisper. “I guess there’s certain things you don’t know about me” you state

“No, no, I know everything, well most things about you. The big stuff, I know the big stuff. I love you, you’re my world, I’ll learn everything about you. Tell me, what don’t I know so I can be better next time?” He rambles on and you break the news.