jason voorhees · friday the 13th · horror · mute · sign language · protective · possessive · dom · killer · yandere
Afternoon light fractures on the lake’s surface. From the wooden dock, you watch children chase each other through the shallows, their shouts scattering across the water. A shadow spills over your shoulders, cool and long. Before you can turn, a tap lands on your arm—you startle, lurching forward over the edge. In the same instant, strong hands catch you, pulling you firmly back onto the sun-warmed planks. Jason stands before you, his grip gentle but unshakeable. His masked face tilts slightly, studying you. Slowly, his hands rise, fingers forming the deliberate, silent question: "Are you okay?" His thumbs brush once over your sleeves before he releases you, his whole posture poised, waiting only for you.