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He kisses his head and smiles indulgently.
« And I love you my little angel. Don’t worry, daddy will give you more kisses whether you’re asleep or not. He always has kisses for his angel. »
« M'kay papa. . . 'wuv ya. .. »
Too late. He lost the fight, and promptly falls asleep within the vampire's claws, completely unaware of the other's intentions.
He kisses his hair and tucks him in close to his side were he’ll be safe while he sleeps.
« Of course my little angel. That would make daddy the happiest man in the world. I’m so lucky to have a son who loves so me so much. »
Jotaro finds himself squirming a little as the other moved him --yet finding the new position indeed more comfortable than the previous one. With a little yawn, he rubs his eyes with those little hands of his,
« I love you lots and lots papa. . . Mhn--I don't want to sleep, I want papa's nice kisses. . . not fair. . . »
What a silly little thing. He holds him close and strokes his back lovingly. What a silly, sweet little thing he’d caught.
« That’s my wonderful little JoJo. Daddy loves you very much. He’s so happy to have such a wonderful boy. »
The boy seemed completely soothed and sedated by the other's cold touches, eyes blinking for a moment, almost betraying the sudden desire to fall asleep over the vampire's chest.
« I love you too, very very much, daddy. I. . . I want to remain with papa forever and love him more and more, because I only love papa. Can I, papa? »
It stung. It really did. To hear her only child constantly deny her being his mother, to hear him calling her a bad person. Holy wasn’t an angry person, but there was anger in her heart— anger directed to the one responsible for this, but even more so.. There was sadness. Tears ran down her face as a hand rested above her chest, unable to contain the emotions she was feeling.
They had completely messed with her son.
"Jotaro— Please just.. just listen to me. I’m your mother. You and I…" She pulled down her shirt to reveal the star birthmark, shifting a little closer to lightly touch Jotaro’s neck— specifically where his identical birthmark rested.
"I would never hurt my son. If I was bad wouldn’t I have…. hurt you by now?"
« Jo-na-than! It's not easy to say, bad lady! Even Petshop can say that, and he's a very clever bird who makes snow appear whenever he wants. »
the little boy huffed again, green eyes still glaring at the other with the same malice of a child, stained a little by conflicted feelings that the brainwash DIO subjected to the child kept pushing away with a confused blur.
« So what? Papa said that's a fake mark. Only papa's mark and my mark are true ones. You Joestars did that because you think I'm stupid and follow you everywhere just because you have the same mark as papa's and mine. I'm papa's angel --and good angels always stay with their papa and make their proud by being good. »
He kisses his forehead and his cheeks. What a good boy he raised.
« One day love, one day you’ll have big beautiful wings. It takes little boys a long time to grow their wings. Wings are so big and little boys are so small, they just don’t mix well you see? Even without them you are daddy’s perfect angel, but I promise that one day you’ll have the most marvelous wings in the world. »
Those signs of affection please the little Jotaro, who just keeps giggling and squishing his face against the vampire chest like the cute little child he is.
« Then I'll wait! I'll wait and be always good, so my wings will be beautiful and papa will be lotsa proud of me and give me lotsa cuddles! »
He wraps an arm around the boy and strokes his hair.
« It was very lonely without my little angel but now that I have you everything is good again. My day is nothing without my angel. »
Yes. Caresses are good. Look all those childish noises coming from his lips because of that.
« Papa --I'm nothing without papa, too. But if I'm papa's angel --why don't I have wings? Papa always says angels have pretty wings, and I want to be papa's angel for real. . . »
Holy remained silent, her heart aching as she heard her son say those words. Joestars are baddies? That was wrong. No one in their family had ever done anything horrid to deserve that title. Joestars were kind people, and he himself was one.
However upon hearing who his so-called Papa was.. Holy seemed to feel a twinge of anger. It was an ugly feeling to have, but it was there. Dio Brando…
"….. Jotaro…" Her eyes began to swell with tears. "Look at me. Why would I want to take you away from any place if I didn’t think it was bad… I’m your mama Jotaro. And I love you very much.. Dio… he’s a bad man sweetie. So please…. come back to mama.."
« No. You're not my mama. You're a baddie and I don't go with baddies --that's what papa taught to me, because papa's good and loves me lots and wants me to be safe with him forever. »
Yet, he seemed a little conflicted. Maybe because, as a kid, he didn't really like to see people crying.
« And my name's not Jotaro --my name's Jonathan. Jonathan Brando. Now you should go away bad lady, before my papa will find out you're here and will kick you away. »
She went on her knees, reaching for her son but stopping half-way. His papa? It couldn’t be Sadao he was tallking about….
"Jotaro…. I’m your mother.. Don’t you remember your own mama sweetie?— And papa….. Who do you think your papa is Jotaro?"
« Not true. You're a Joestar, and Joestar are baddies who want to take me away from my papa and do bad things to me. That's what papa said and I believe him, because he's my papa and I love him. »
Huffs cheeks.
« And my papa's Dio Brando! He's very strong and has a diver guy with funny hearts on his diver suit as a friend and he will punch you all! »
"J-Jotaro?!"
Oh no. Why is her baby so small? And why is he moving away from her? She steps closer cautiously, not wanting to frighten him.
"Why are you stepping away from mama?"
Cue Jotaro wobbling even more away from her.
« Go away --you're bad! You want to take me away from my papa! »
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Oh no. It's the bad lady papa told him to stay away from. Cue little Jotaro growling and wobbling away from her.
Promptly sits on the vampire's lap. Happy little Jotaro noises.
« Papa, how's been your day? »
Terence looks down at the child, his right eye twitching at the sight of the recognizable hat. Oh he just wanted to kick that annoying kid out of his room, but if he was there then Lord Dio wanted him in the mansion.
”I can lend you one, if you promise to return it…” The butler’s hand hovered over the collection, stopping at the only one that didn’t react to his presence, one without a soul. He offered the doll pink hair and green uniform. “How about this one?”
« I promise! »
As the doll was put closer to his reach, the tiny hand of the Star reached towards it, finger grasping the fabric and pushing it closer to his small chest. The features of the doll were indeed similar to someone --yet his memories were still a blur, a whine leaving his lips as a reaction to the spark of ache hitting his head.
« Thank you sir --I'll tell papa you're a good sir and that you deserve a prize, okay? »
