He was raised to be a gentleman and a gentleman he will be toward his loved one
He is the guy that will give you his coat the moment you mutter about being cold. Insisting on it even if he is cold himself, or even using it to cover you from any kind of rain . His first priority is making sure that you are dry and warm first.
Your walk is so inconveniently interrupted by a muddy puddle? Best believe he will carry you over it with absolutely no hesitation.
The guy to try his best and remember small details about you. Such as foods you like and dislike, a book you mentioned in passing, a hobby you might be interested.
Flowers, a must for a special occasion. This man will undeniably gift his partner a bouquet of their favourites, or flowers that represented love based on his attempt to research them.
This man in general is a sweetheart. Please, Don't break his heart. He will not be able to handle it.
Robert E.O Speedwagon
Words of affirmation guy
He LOVES to shower his partner in compliments. Compliments about your beauty, talents, achievements etc. Like a true hypeman.
Growing up in the ghetto part of London gave him quite a number of opportunities to learn how to distinguish bad intentions from good. He knows how dangerous people can be. So best believe that he is keeping you away from those parts. Or at the very least accompanying you to protect with whatever means he had learnt growing up.
Another guy to give you his coat if you need it.
You will NOT want for ANYTHING. Especially after he created the speedwagon foundation. He has the means to make sure you love a comfortable life with access to whatever you need or want. Ask and you shall receive.
Also the type of guy to want to look neat for dates or meet ups. Ironed suits, proper hygiene, colognes etc. He has to look nice for his stunning partner (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧
Dio Brando
This is a complex asshole if the world has ever seen one.( ͡° ʖ̯ ͡°)
I can hardly see Dio getting romantically acquainted with anyone unless it somehow benefits him.
However on the rare occasion that he DOES fall in love.. He still remains a complex asshole.
My guy will act superior to anyone you talk to. Because he does in fact think that everyone else is inferior to him.
He can be as mean as he is charismatic. His charisma often allows him to get out of sticky situation. And so it's easier for him to act the way he does. You WILL be judged if you even think of humoring another suitor while he is right there.
Although he does leave gifts based on your interest in places you will find. An hair accessory you wanted, pretty jewelry, a book that interested you etc. So hurray to that
William Zeppeli
This guy is a STORYTELLER and I will die on that hill.
Prepare to hear stories and experiences from his past
Dramatically told of course.
The type of guy to make you laugh at his theatrics. He did behave in a quite bizzare way. Zeppelis and their personalities smh.
Nonetheless should you gain in interest in hamon. He will indulge you and explain about this ability. Even teach you if you wish.
Mentioning hamon, considering it's healing abilities. I can safely say that he will heal you to the best of his capabilities should you get hurt.
Erina Pendleton
My girl is an absolute gift-giver. ESPECIALLY hand-made gifts. They feel more intimate.
Given her privileged background, she is more than capable to buy gifts her loved one might enjoy. But she also loves to make such gifts, they have more meaning.
Picnics and walks are a must. Enjoy the basket of free fruits she brought out, in nature. The romance is wholesome, quite endearing.
Expect her to dress up nicely and neatly for any dates. She does want to look clean. She wants you to think she is pretty.
Maybe you will get to keep her personal handkerchief ʕ•ᴥ<ʔ
Suzie Q, Reimi, Trish: She and you have been secretly crushing on each other for months. One night, after a few drinks, you finally confess your feelings. At that moment, you suggest her to use your brand new strap-on on you, she seems a little hesitant but in the end she proceeds to do it, and god at that moment you wondered why you hadn't told her before to get laid with you because surprisingly she does know how to fuck you well with her girlcock more than any other man nsfw link
Lisa Lisa, Yukako: After an exhausting party, a party that left you quite tired, you arrived home only to find your wife, who at that moment was wearing a beautiful strap-on tied to her, you knew it, you knew that after seeing that there was no way for you to go straight to bed without first bouncing on her girlcock, while your ass was spanked mercilessly by her hands, with your wrists tied, and swearing that you would never arrive at this hour again, unless you spend another additional hour between her legs or sucking her strap nsfw link
Erina, Hot Pants: It was midnight, you and your newlywed wife were in bed, hugging each other. After having eaten her out, she said she wanted to return the favor, but not between your legs, no, she wanted to use a toy on you. So at that moment you were by her side, taking her girlcock deep in your pussy, while her hands went to your breasts. Her kisses filled your face, occasionally her mouth would go down to leave a lovebite on your neck. She was going to make sure you came more than once that night<3 nsfw link
Mariah, Jolyne, Hermes: All your bestie wanted was to bang you, so when she found out that the guy you liked so much rejected your feelings, she offered to have a girl's night together. After a lot of gossip and makeup, she told you that she was dying to see you naked, and that made you blush. After that, she smirked at you and asked "Do you want to try something new with me? You'll love it" And you accepted, now being ass up in the air, with your bestie behind you, pounding you as if the world was going to end. You didn't know whether to regret saying yes, because of how abrupt she was with you, or thank her, since her girlcock made you immediately forget about your pathetic ex-crush. Now you have your friend. What more could you ask for? Do not doubt at all that she is going to beat up that motherfucker! nsfw link
Standing at the sink, you wash the plates that had been used for that morning’s breakfast.
Your father sat at the new table he had just bought. It was a lot nicer than your previous one, and big enough so you weren’t constantly hitting each other’s feet. He said he got it at a discount. He’s currently reading the latest paper, with a cup of coffee that sits on the table. You examine his face.
“You look tired.”
“Huh?”
He turns his attention away from the article to look at you. He grins reassuringly.
“I’m fine, just haven’t had my coffee yet.”
Picking up the cup, he brings it to his mouth before taking a big gulp. He has a sour expression when he lowers the mug.
“Bleh! What a rip-off. I shoulda know that guy was dodgy.”
Although he says he’s fine, you can see how exhausted he is. If working all night at the pub wasn’t enough, he had somehow managed to get his hands on blacksmithing equipment so he’s been taking commissions during the day as well. You finish rinsing off the dishes, drying your hands on a rag.
“Why don’t you quit your bartending job? The money you get from your orders would be enough to support us.”
“It’s not that simple kiddo.”
You sit at the opposite end of the table.
“Why not? You’ve been getting good with the anvil and your customers like you. I’m sure that they wouldn’t even mind if you raised your prices a bit.”
“It wouldn’t be enough to send you to school.”
You pause, a little surprised. Your father never had enough money to enrol you in an institution, so he made do with teaching you himself. Bringing home books left behind at the pub and reading them with you. Fortunately, you managed to pick up some stuff. But you never imagined going to an actual school would be possible for you.
Covering your shocked expression, you give him an offended look paired with an over-the-top snobby voice.
“Are you sir, implying that I am stupid? Why, I am simply appalled!”
He chuckles at your amazing display.
“No, that’s exactly why I want to send you to school. There’s nothing left for you to learn here. Besides, it’d be a good opportunity to make some new friends.”
Putting emphasis on ‘friends’ in hopes of enticing you. You pout at this.
“I have Erina…”
He smiles apologetically at you.
“I know you do kiddo. All I’m saying is I want you to have options.”
Staying silent for a moment, your eyes drift to the article that now lay on the table.
“I could always get a job selling newspapers…”
You suddenly feel a stinging sensation on your forehead.
“Ouch!”
Looking up and rubbing the now sore spot, you realise your father had just flicked you.
“Enough worrying about that, that’s my job. Your job is to be a kid.”
He looks out the window.
“Didn’t you say you were hanging out with Erina today?”
You’re immediately reminded and your face lights up.
“Oh yeah! She said she wanted to show me something, she was pretty excited.”
“Well then you should probably get to it.”
He gives you a lopsided grin.
“Ya know, that whole being a kid thing.”
Beaming at him, you get up from your seat and round the table to hug him.
“Thanks dad.”
He returns the hug.
“No problem kiddo.”
Departing from the house, you make your way to meet with Erina. The two of you had made the ruins near the Joestar manor your go-to hangout spot. So there was no doubt she would be there. And just as you thought, she was there. What surprised you were the two other people that were near her. Two boys, and they were dangling something over Erina’s head. You start to hear cackling when you get closer.
“Please just give her back!”
“Lemme guess Erina, your daddy bought you this doll didn’t he?”
He leaps out of the way when she tries to retrieve the doll.
“It’s fancy, Being a quack must pay him real nice. I know…”
He turns to his friend.
“What do you say we peel off this fancy-looking dress and see if they made her with all the real girl bits underneath?”
They laughed more as Erina began to cry.
Charging forward, you roughly shoved the boy holding the doll. You caught him off guard so he hit the ground pretty hard. Upon getting a good look at the two, you recognise them. They’ve been harassing you and Erina for the past couple of weeks and wouldn’t leave you alone. But they’d never been so bold before, and now you were pissed.
“How many times do we have to tell you to piss off?!”
Your collar is suddenly snatched up by the other boy, he scowls at you.
“You’ve got a lot of nerve.”
He balls up his fist and Erina starts rushing over to help you.
“[Name]!”
“Don’t think just cause you’re a girl I’m gonna go easy on ya!”
“That’s enough!”
Everyone freezes at the new voice. Turning your head towards the sound, there’s a blue-haired boy who looks about the same age as you. His expression is filled with rage and your eyes trail to his clothes. They’re high quality, you tense slightly when you realise he must be on the wealthier side. He starts sprinting towards you.
“Let that girl go now!”
At this point the boy you shoved is on his feet and running towards the newcomer.
“Who’s this guy?! Are you a friend of theirs?”
“I’ve never met them but I’ll fight for them all the same!”
The one holding you hostage had his focus on the other two, so you take the opportunity to land a swift kick right in between his legs. He immediately falls to his knees, clutching his crotch and letting out a pitiful whimper.
You look over when you hear a pained grunt, the boy with blue hair was kneeling on the ground pressing a napkin to his nose. Instinctively, you shift closer to Erina.
“Are you alright [Name]?”
You nod.
“You?”
“This little pantywaist is the Joestar kid!”
Your eyes widen, Joestar? As in the Joestar family? As in one of the richest families in the country? That Joestar?! Feeling your stomach sink, you imagine what kind of punishment would befall you for getting the son of such a family hurt.
The boy standing over the Joestar kid stares at his friend on the ground, still writhing in pain. He tuts and rolls his eyes as he walks over and yanks him to his feet. He glares at you before turning away.
“Come on, let's go.”
And with that, they finally leave. Erina slowly approaches the blue-haired boy, reaching a hand out to him.
“Are you ok?”
He slowly nods while stuffing his napkin haphazardly into his pocket.
“I’m alright… he did manage to get a decent punch in though.”
Taking her hand, he lets Erina help him up.
“I was trying to help, but it turns out the one who needed help was me.”
He sheepishly chuckles. A moment of silence.
“That was a pretty good kick. I think he’ll be crying for the next few days.”
Your ears perk up. Oh, he’s talking to you.
“Oh, um thank you.”
You bow slightly to the boy.
“Thank you for helping us.”
He quickly shakes his head.
“Please there’s no need. It was the right thing to do. And besides, I didn’t really do much…”
“Oh… ok.”
Straightening your posture, you look at his face. He seems a little sad.
“Well… thank you for trying. It was kind of you.”
There’s a slight glimmer in his eyes, he smiles at you.
“I should probably get going now. It was nice meeting you both.”
He turns and starts jogging towards the manor. He waves back at you.
“Be safe you two!”
You smile and return the gesture, watching his figure get smaller and smaller.
Out of the corner of your eye, you notice Erina crouched on the ground. You walk up to her.
“You ok Erina?”
She nods.
“Yeah, he dropped this.”
She held up a handkerchief, it must’ve fallen out of his pocket. Erina inspects it closer.
“Jonathan Joestar.”
You crouch down next to her to look at the item also.
“Hm, must be his name.”
Looking at Erina, she still has her eyes set on Jonathan. She has a strange expression on her face, like she’s daydreaming.
“Erina?”
No response. There’s a slight tint of pink on her cheeks. Is she not feeling well?
“Erinaaaaaaaaaaa?”
Wait a second… oh. Oh my god!
“You have a crush on him!”
That got her to snap out of her daze.
“I do not!”
“Yeah, because that’s totally why you’re looking at him like this.”
You clasp your hands together and make an exaggerated kissy face. Erina pushes your head down while you laugh.
“Shut it you!”
Feeling the pressure leave your head, you look up to pout at Erina only to find her walking away. Confused, you get up and follow her gaze. On the ground lay the discarded doll, she picks it up and starts examining it.
“Father’s not going to be happy.”
You come closer to get a look, there’s a huge scuff on the doll’s face and the hair was tangled with leaves. You feel a pang of guilt.
“I’m sorry…”
Erina immediately turns in your direction.
“Please don’t apologise, you were trying to help! The ones who should apologise are those boys, not you.”
She gives you a comforting smile.
“Besides, it’s not even that bad.”
Using her sleeve to soften the appearance of the mark, she then smooths out the hair and plucks out the leaves.
“See? Good as new!”
She deadpans when she sees your unconvinced expression.
“Come on you.”
Her arm loops itself with yours.
“Ms Evelynn says we need a change of scenery. Isn’t that right?”
She puts on a shrill voice.
“Absolutely! That boy holding me smelt horrible.”
You giggle and Erina laughs with you.
As you leave the ruins, the two of you see a carriage making its way to the Joestar manor. Your eyes follow it curiously.
“Who do you think that is?”
You ponder for a bit before answering.
“I don’t know, maybe a relative?”
Jonathan arrives home, wiping his nose with the back of his hand. There’s the sound of a carriage and he stops in his tracks. Turning to the vehicle, he watches as the door swings open and a suitcase comes crashing out. Shortly followed by a boy with blonde hair. He goes over to greet the new face.
“You must be Dio Brando right?”
Dio smiles at him.
“And you’re Jonathan, heir to the Joestars.”
Jonathan smiles back at him.
“Yes, but please call me JoJo. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Bark Bark!
A white German Mastiff with black spots comes rushing out, excitedly wagging its tail. Jonathan turns to the dog and crouches.
“Danny!”
He looks back at Dio.
“That’s Danny, he’s my dog as well as my most loyal friend. Don’t worry, he knows better than to nip at strangers.”
The big dog eagerly runs up to Dio.
He delivers a harsh kick to the dog’s snout. Danny thumps to the ground, wincing. Jonathan immediately gets into a defensive position.
“What was that for?!”
Dio readies his fists.
“Fighting already?”
Standing at the entrance of the manor stood Jonathan’s father, George Joestar.
“I would know about this.”
Dio instantly lowers his hands and bows to the man.
“Sorry, the dog jumped at me and in my haste, I struck it.”
George gives him a sympathetic smile.
“Please, come inside.”
He turns back and walks into the manor, followed by Jonathan and Dio.
“Welcome to the manor. Consider yourself a part of the family.”
He addresses the servants.
“I would’ve died in the crash that claimed my wife were it not for Dio’s father. You will treat him as you would my own son.”
They bow at his words.
“Very well your lordship.”
He turns his attention back to Dio.
“This is your home now Dio. Please avail yourself to all its comforts.”
He lowers his head once again before the man.
“Thank you sir, for taking in this poor unfortunate.”
George grins while placing his hands on Jonathan’s shoulders.
“JoJo has lost his mother as well, and you’re the same age. You’ll be thick as thieves soon.”
He looks at Jonathan.
“JoJo, Dio didn’t mean to hurt Danny.”
He hesitates before answering.
“Right… I suppose if a strange dog jumped at me, I’d be surprised too.”
Although Jonathan had hoped Dio’s apology would’ve been more sincere, he knows they’ll be living together. Better to make friends rather than enemies.
“This way Dio, I’ll show you your chamber.”
George says as he ascends the stairs to the second floor. Dio trails behind, making eye contact with a strange stone mask that hung on the wall.
“Yes sir.”
Jonathan kneels to pick up Dio’s suitcase.
“Ow!”
Dio held Jonathan’s wrist in an iron grip.
“You’re hurting me, please let go!”
“Watch your hands. No one’s allowed to touch my things without my permission.”
He lowers his voice in a snarl.
“Next time you reach for what’s mine with this paw, I’ll break it.”
“I was only trying to help!”
“Well don’t.”
Dio quickly pivots before elbowing Jonathan in the ribs. He falls to the ground, clutching his side.
“I will have a servant carry them.”
Dio crouches next to Jonathan.
“I may be a guest within your house, but I am not to be trifled with. In all things I do, I am number one. Look down on me and you will regret it.”
His face twists into a malicious smirk.
“And another thing. I hate all mongrels, they don’t scare me. I just despise how they fawn over the unworthy.”
His smirk disappears.
“So keep that mangy mutt of yours well away from me Joestar.”
Mr Joestar’s voice is suddenly heard from upstairs.
“Dio? What’s keeping you? Hurry along now.”
He stands.
“Yes sir!”
And as if nothing had happened, he climbs the stairs once more. Jonathan can’t help the sinking feeling in his stomach as he doubted that this would be the last time they would come head-to-head.
It’s been a couple of days since you encountered Jonathan Joestar. You’ve spent those days at home. There isn’t much to do, you’ve read all the books you have already and you can’t really help your father with his work. So now here you are, lying on your bed and staring at the ceiling like you’re waiting for it to come alive.
Your father thought there must’ve been something incredibly interesting for it to have kept your attention for so long. The blank expression on your face tells him otherwise.
“No plans with Erina today?”
You give him the side eye.
“You wanna get rid of me that badly?”
He shoots you a grin.
“Well obviously.”
He drops the smile.
“Nah I’m just messing with ya. I’m only asking cause you look bored.”
“I know dad… Erina’s grounded cause of the doll.”
Your father frowns.
“What? Why would she get in trouble? It was that boy’s fault.”
“That’s exactly what we said! But her father said it was her responsibility to look after it.”
He sighs.
“Sorry kiddo, looks like you’re stuck with me.”
You shake your head.
“Don’t be, you can be fun… sometimes.”
Your father rolls his eyes as you laugh at your own joke. An idea suddenly pops into his mind.
“I know, why don’t you get out of the house for a bit? Get some fresh air?”
You sit up in disbelief.
“You are trying to get rid of me!”
…
“But that sounds nice.”
Standing up from the bed, you walk over to him.
“I’ll be gracious and grant your wish.”
He dramatically bows.
“Oh thank you, your majesty.
Your father looks up at you.
“Just remember if you go near the river be careful ok?”
“Yeah I know dad.”
Hugging him before leaving the house, you call out behind you.
“I’ll see you later dad!”
You hear him yell back.
“See ya kiddo!”
You find yourself strolling alongside the river, finding the sound of the flowing water soothing. Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes and relish in the gentle breeze.
Bark Bark!
You stop in your tracks and your eyes fly open. A giant dog is barreling towards you at a frightening pace. Turning, you immediately brace yourself to start running.
“Danny!”
That voice, you’ve heard that voice before.
The dog is too close now and it’s too late to start running. Just as you prepare to defend yourself, it starts circling you. But not like a predator circles its prey, it’s more excited… maybe even playful?
A familiar-looking boy comes running up to you. Oh god it’s Jonathan Joestar.
“I’m so sorry, this is my dog Danny. I promise he doesn’t bite! He just forgets that he’s a big dog.”
His eyes widen slightly as they fall on your face.
“Oh, hello again! I didn’t think I’d run into you again so soon.”
You shuffle nervously as Danny begins to sniff you, giving a little wave to Jonathan.
“Heh… hi.”
He watches as you give a cautious wave to the German Mastiff.
“Is this your first time seeing a dog?”
You shake your head slightly.
“No, I’ve seen strays before, but they’re not the friendly type.”
“Ah, I see.”
Jonathan slowly holds a hand out to you.
“May I?”
You’re a little suspicious.
“What are you going to do?”
“I just want to show you something.”
There’s something in the way he looks at you that puts you at ease. Hesitating, you place your hand in his. He starts moving it towards the dog.
“It’s alright.”
Jonathan reassures you as he feels you tense. Danny starts sniffing your hand.
“He just wants to get to know you.”
He starts licking your hand and you giggle at the feeling. Jonathan lifts your hand to start petting Danny’s head. His tail starts wagging.
“See? He likes you.”
The corner of your lips upturn slightly as he nuzzles into your hand, but then suddenly he lets out a huge yawn. Jonathan looks down at him.
“Are you tired Danny?”
The big dog moves from underneath your hand to find a comfortable space on the grass to lie down. Realising he still had a hold on your hand, Jonathan timidly lets go before clearing his throat.
“We didn’t get the chance to properly introduce ourselves before.”
He extends his hand once again, as a form of greeting this time.
“My name is Jonathan Joestar, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Smiling warmly, he adds.
“But please, call me JoJo.”
You smile back, reaching to shake his hand.
“[Name] Clarke, it’s nice to meet you too JoJo.”
Once his hand leaves yours, he gestures towards the German Mastiff.
“Danny and I weren’t doing much before you arrived. If you’re not doing anything at the moment, would you like to join us?”
You go to refuse.
“I wouldn’t want to intrude.”
“Nonsense! You are more than welcome to stay.”
Pausing for a moment, you look into his eyes to see seemingly sincere hope.
“Ok sure… I would like that.”
Jonathan’s face lights up as he guides you over to where Danny is sleeping.
“I’m glad you said that, don’t get me wrong Danny is great but it’d be nice to have some human company.”
You nervously laugh as the two of you sit. I mean how could you not be anxious? The son of one of the wealthiest families wants to hang out with you. Observing the differences in your clothing for instance, you can’t help but feel a little self-conscious.
“Your friend’s not with you today?”
Looking back at him, you snap back to reality.
“No, she couldn’t come out today.”
“Oh, was she busy?”
“Heh… yeah something like that.”
“Ah ok, that’s understandable.”
He beams at you.
“So tell me about yourself [Name]. What do you like to do? I come here to play with Danny just about any chance I get.”
“Uh, I guess I like reading. My dad brings me books that are left behind at the pub.”
“Your father’s a bartender? That’s exciting! What does your mother do?”
You pause.
“I don’t know much about my mother. She uh, was sick when I was born and passed away not long after.”
The smile on Jonathan’s face drops. Oh no you’ve made it awkward.
“I’m sorry to hear that [Name]. If it’s any consolation, my mother passed when I was young as well.”
Your eyes widen slightly.
“You don’t know much about your mother either?”
Jonathan shakes his head.
“Just from what my father tells me. He said that she died protecting me.”
You think for a little before you respond.
“She sounds like she was a brave woman JoJo.”
He gives you a small smile.
“I’d like to think so. I’m sure your mother was a wonderful woman as well.”
Feeling a little more at ease, you return the smile and nod.
“Seems like we have a lot in common [Name]. Surely this means that our meeting was fate.”
“You believe in fate?”
Jonathan's smile turns cheeky.
“Would it be a bad thing if I did?”
You return with a teasing smirk.
“Nooooo. I just didn’t peg you as the type.”
“Oh? Then what kind of person exactly did I strike you as?”
“Ok, I’m choosing not to answer because that is most definitely a trap.”
Your conversation is interrupted by a loud huff from Danny. Seems like you and Jonathan had gotten a little too lively and woken up the poor dog. The both of you exchange a look before quietly giggling.
“Come to my boxing match tomorrow. It’s being held not too far from here.”
Jonathan whispers to you.
“If you want to, that is.”
You haven’t known Jonathan for long, but there’s a genuine kindness to him that makes you want to get to know him. Besides, your father did say he wanted you to make more friends.
“I don’t see why not.”
There’s a shuffle in the grass followed promptly by a weight on your legs. You’re spooked at first, but it’s immediately quelled once you see who had decided to use your lap as a pillow.
“Hey there.”
You say, patting Danny’s head softly. As he closes his eyes you turn to Jonathan.
“Be careful JoJo, looks like I might start being Danny’s favourite person.”
He gives you a look of disbelief.
“As if!”
He starts patting his legs to get Danny’s attention.
“Come on! Come here boy!”
No response. You stifle a snicker.
“Sorry JoJo, looks like the process has already begun.”
“Hmph! I’ll win him back.”
Despite the fact he’s pouting, you can see the tiny smile clinging to the corners of his mouth. He directs his head at Danny.
“You do know you’re supposed to be my dog right?”
A huff is the only answer he gets and you can’t help but laugh.
“Woah slow down there kiddo.”
You look up from your plate to see your father’s slightly amused face.
“The food isn’t running away.”
Smiling sheepishly, you swallow the breakfast in your mouth with a comically loud gulp.
“Heh, sorry.”
“Need to be somewhere today?”
You smile brightly at him.
“Mhm! I made a new friend yesterday.”
“That’s great [Name]! So you’ve got plans with this kid?”
“Yep!”
“What do you guys have planned for the day?”
You stop mid-bite. Would he let you go if you tell him it’s a boxing match?… probably not.
“We’re just going to play near the river.”
He grins and you resume eating.
“Well, it’s good that you’re making new friends. I’m glad.”
You give him a quick smile as he goes back to the newspaper in his hands. That smile fades slightly as you think about your conversation with Jonathan.
“Hey dad?”
He looks back up from his paper.
“Yeah kiddo?”
“…Can you tell me about mum?”
Your father is a little taken aback. You never really asked about your mother since your dad was always good at looking after you, and you didn’t feel like anything was missing in that retrospect. So it must’ve shocked him a bit. Nevertheless, he puts down the article and pushes it to the side.
“What do you want to know?”
You shrug.
“Anything.”
He leans on the table while looking out the window, trying to find where to begin.
“Well, the first time I saw your mother I thought she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I found out we went to the same school but I was too shy to say anything to her.”
A look of fondness makes its way onto his face.
“It’s a little funny how we met. Growing up I was always on the scrawnier side, so I got picked on a lot by the other kids. I remember it so clearly… they were about to force my face into some cow shit.”
Your face scrunches up in disgust and your father laughs.
“Gross right? I was this close to touching it but then… she’s there, ready to save my ass. She started swinging around this big stick and screaming at them to get off me. They were so scared that they took off straight away. Hell, she even scared me a little bit… she saved my ass a lot of times actually.”
His eyes fall on the jewellery hanging on your neck.
“She loved that necklace… and she loved you. I see her in you every day.”
He clears his throat as his eyes begin to water.
“But it’s painfully clear you got your devilish good looks from me.”
Laughing, you lightly roll your eyes. Silence falls over you two for a moment.
“I’m sorry if I made you sad.”
Your father shakes his head.
“No, it’s good that you want to know about your mum. I should’ve told you more about her a long time ago.”
You offer him a sympathetic smile.
“You’re telling me now, that’s all that matters.”
He returns with a bittersweet one of his own.
“You should probably get going now, wouldn’t want to keep your friend waiting.”
Oh god you had almost forgotten!
“Right!”
Quickly standing from your seat you give your father a quick side hug before dashing out the door.
“Bye dad!”
You miss the warm smile on his face as you disappear out the door.
“Later kiddo.”
Nearing the spot Jonathan had mentioned, you see a crowd surrounding fences that make up a ring. You hope you’re not late! Finding a small opening amongst the people, you situate yourself and fortunately you have a decent view. Jonathan’s standing in the centre with another boy in a suit. You presume that he’s the referee.
“Our first pugilist up is Jonathan Joestar!”
Jonathan holds a gloved fist in the air as the crowd starts to cheer. When sees you in the sea of people his face brightens. He sends you a subtle wave that you return.
“He’s been looking stronger lately I’d say. As his opponent for today, it’s a boxer we haven’t seen before.”
Everyone goes silent as he turns his focus to the side.
“He’s a newcomer to our fair city. All we know is his name.”
People around you begin to whisper as they follow where the referee is looking. You do the same, trying to catch a glimpse. There’s a boy with blonde hair on the ground tying his gloves, when he looks up your eyes widen. You get a nagging sense of familiarity when you examine his face, but you can’t put your finger on it. It’s only when you hear the referee announce his name that you remember.
“Introducing our surprise opponent, Dio Brando!”
He stands and makes his way to the ring. His eyes never leave Jonathan as he enters. Ok, thank goodness he didn’t see you. Well, it’s a little presumptuous to think he would recognise you from your one little interaction… right?
“Same as ever. Land a hit to the other guy’s face and the match is over. Now, fight!”
A bell signalling the start of the match rings through the air and the crowd cheers for Jonathan.
“Get him JoJo!”
“Take him down!”
Jonathan charges at Dio and throws a hefty punch only for him to swiftly dodge out of its path. Slightly caught off guard Jonathan tries again but Dio avoids that one as well. This cycle continues as people watch on in astonishment.
“Look at him dodge those hits!”
“I’ve never seen the like!”
Jonathan starts getting desperate and you get worried when you see Dio change his stance. Just as Jonathan throws another punch Dio goes on the offensive and lands a brutal uppercut to his stomach. Jonathan struggles to recover from the blow, but Dio doesn’t allow him that reprieve and sends a harsh fist into his face. The hit sends him flying into the ground with a heavy thud.
“There it is! JoJo loses the fight!”
Roars of applause surround you as the crowd leaps the fence to congratulate Dio. You waste no time climbing the fence as well and rush to Jonathan.
Crouching down, you see there’s a streak of blood running down from his left eye. He winces as you gently tilt his head to get a better look at it.
“JoJo, are you ok?”
“Do take care that nobody shows it to JoJo, He can’t keep a secret to save his life.”
Your ears perk up as you hear them talk about Jonathan. The fact they had just been cheering for him mere minutes ago and were now sneering at him made you angry.
“You shouldn’t dirty your clothes, kneeling on the ground like that. There’s no need to concern yourself with someone like him.”
Turning around, you meet Dio’s gaze. There's a faint change in his expression when his eyes fall on your face. He doesn’t seem all that different from when you last saw him, besides the fact he was taller now. But the look in his eyes, there’s something different about them. His stare was still very much intimidating but it felt… colder. You can’t help the startled feeling you get the longer you look at him.
“Leave her alone.”
Your attention is snapped back to Jonathan when you feel a strong arm wrap around your shoulders. He pulls you closer to him, in an almost protective hold.
“Not everyone has to listen to what you say, Dio.”
Dio doesn’t react at first, but then he chuckles.
“It was merely a suggestion JoJo. But if I did somehow over-step, I sincerely apologise.”
One of the boys in the crowd has an aghast look on his face as he butts into the conversation.
“You don’t gotta say sorry to him Dio!”
You’re about to say something when you notice that Jonathan is trembling. Although he’s putting on a brave face, he was without a doubt still in a lot of pain.
You say his name to get his attention, looking at him pleadingly when his head turns to you.
“Let’s just go.”
He hesitates for a moment before softly nodding. Struggling a bit, you help Jonathan to his feet and let him lean on you for support. Everyone had turned their attention back to Dio so nothing eventful happened as you left the ring. But there was one pair of eyes that followed you as you walked along the river.
Jonathan hisses as you clean up his face as gently as you can. Neither of you had a rag on hand so you managed with your hands and some water.
“Sorry.”
“Don’t be, [Name]. It’s not your fault.”
His expression is filled with guilt.
“I’m sorry if Dio frightened you. I didn’t know that he would be my opponent.”
You’re a little confused.
“Do you know him JoJo?”
There’s a slight pause as Jonathan looks at you with worry, like he’s afraid to tell you. Eventually, he just sighs.
“He’s my brother.”
You do a terrible job of hiding your surprise.
“I think I should clarify, his father just passed and my father decided to take him in. So technically speaking, he’s my adopted brother.”
The initial shock wears off and you continue to tend to Jonathan’s face.
“Are you two not on good terms?”
He shakes his head slightly.
“We haven’t gotten along since the moment he arrived. I feel as though he hates me, but I don’t know what I could have possibly done to warrant his wrath. And no one believes me when I share these thoughts, even my father seems to favour him over me.”
You stop your work, looking at Jonathan in earnest.
“I’m sure that’s not true JoJo.”
“You don’t see the disappointment in his eyes when I do something wrong. He constantly points out the differences between me to Dio because he’s more graceful and is better than me at everything… it makes me think he wishes Dio was his son instead of me.”
Failing to find what words to say, you slowly start washing his cheek again. You’re an only child, so you don’t know what it’s like to have your father compare you to someone else. And he never placed such expectations on you so you find it difficult to relate. So for now, all you can do is try to cheer him up.
“Ya know, there’s one thing that you’ve got Dio beat in.”
Jonathan gives you a doubtful look.
“And what would that be?”
“You’re much more handsome than he is.”
His eyes widen in shock.
“P-pardon?!”
“Mhm it’s true, after getting a good look at his face there’s no way he can even compare.”
A blush makes its way onto Jonathan’s face when you suddenly bring him closer. With furrowed brows, you begin to ‘inspect’ Jonathan’s features.
“Nice eyes… your nose has a good shape to it… and my what lovely cheekbones you have!”
You give him a lopsided grin.
“I would know, I’m a professional.”
It’s then that Jonathan realises what you were trying to do and he smiles.
“Thank you.”
Smiling back, you release him from your grasp.
“No problem.”
His mood seems to have lightened up, but you feel the need to add on one more thing.
“But on a serious note, even if your dad says stuff about you, don't feel like you need to change or anything. Right now your only job is to be a kid. Hehe, or at least that’s what my dad tells me.”
He doesn’t say anything for a moment and suddenly you feel a little embarrassed.
“Sorry if that sounds immature! All I’m saying is don’t stress too much about things out of your control!”
Jonathan starts laughing and you bury your flustered face in your hands.
“No, what you said actually made me feel a lot better.”
Feeling a tap on your head, you look up.
“I’m glad I met you [Name].”
As you felt your heart melt a little, you smile at him.
“Me too JoJo.”
You tilt your head in thought.
“So does this make us friends?”
Jonathan beams at you.
“I believe that it does.”
“Cool! Cool… oh! There’s someone I want you to meet. Do you remember my friend? The blonde girl?”
Jonathan gives you a curious look on his face.
“I think so.”
“Her name’s Erina, the two of you would get along. She really likes you.”
You realise you messed up when you see his confused expression.
“I-I mean I think she’ll really like you! And you’ll really like her ‘cause she’s super nice… heh.”
He fortunately buys your bluff.
“That sounds great! When can I meet her?”
“I’ll check if she’s free tomorrow, is that fine with you?”
Jonathan nods.
“It’s settled then!”
The sun glares in your eyes as it starts to set.
“Oh, it’s later than I expected.”
You started to get up but there’s still something that worries you. You bring a hand to Jonathan’s face, turning it to look at his eye.
“You should probably get this looked at, since it was bleeding quite a lot.”
There’s a pause before he answers.
“R-right…”
Standing up, you dust off your clothes before walking away and bidding Jonathan farewell.
“Tell Danny that his favourite person said hi!”
He shakes his head while softly laughing as he waves goodbye to you.
Night came much sooner than you had anticipated. You walk under a sky full of stars, still a little ways away from home. It’s not like you were scared necessarily, but you couldn’t shake the feeling you were being watched.
As you’re walking, something catches your eye. There’s a figure leaning on a tree not too far off the path. It’s too dark to see who it is. The figure pushes themselves off the tree once you start getting closer. You stop, waiting to see what they do.
The person starts moving towards you, you take a couple of steps back and that’s when they finally speak.
“There’s no need to be scared, I’m not going to hurt you.”
Your heart stops when you recognise the voice. Once he gets close enough you see that it’s Dio that stands in front of you.
“Do you remember me?”
Does he remember you? Not wanting to risk it, you decide to play it safe.
“You’re Dio, right? You were Jonathan’s opponent in today’s match.”
A smirk tugs at the corner of his lips.
“That’s correct, and you’re [Name] Clarke.”
“Uh yes, that’s me… how exactly do you know my name?”
“I have my ways.”
His evasiveness unnerves you a little.
“Well I should get going now, nice meeting you Dio.”
Shooting him a quick smile, you quickly step around him and start walking again.
“Allow me to walk you home.”
Before you can react he’s already beside you.
“It’s dangerous, walking home alone at night.”
You don’t want him knowing where you live.
“That’s nice of you but you really don’t have to-”
“Please [Name], I insist. It won’t take long.”
What does he mean by that?
“You seem close with JoJo. Say, how long have you known each other?”
He looks at you, waiting for your answer.
“We met yesterday.”
“Is that right? So you don’t know…”
You give him a questioning look.
“Don’t know what?”
Dio wavers for a moment, looking at you with worry.
“It may not be my place to say this, but JoJo isn’t the most reliable of people. It might be within your best interests to avoid him.”
First, he talks bad about him to those people and now you? What is his goal?
“Is it alright if I ask you something Dio?”
He smiles and speaks to you in an inviting tone.
“Of course [Name].”
“Do you hate Jonathan?”
He’s taken aback, before quickly covering it up with an aloof expression.
“Why do you say that?”
“I haven’t spent a lot of time with him, but he doesn’t seem nearly as bad as you make him out to be. And he’s under the impression that you don’t like him.”
His detached facade starts to drop as you look into his eyes.
“Has he done something wrong?”
The air starts to grow tense as you wait for a response. When he doesn’t say anything you think you might’ve made a mistake asking him something so abrasive. Then, he laughs.
“I don’t hate JoJo. It would just be a shame to see you get hurt.”
You feel iffy about his answer. But you decide to let it go, turning your head back to the road.
“I don’t need your protection, whether Jonathan is a good person or not is for me to decide.”
There’s a pause before you hear a soft chuckle.
“I suppose it’s fair that you don’t trust me just yet.”
The pair of you near town and approach the outskirts. Finally. You stop at one of the buildings and in the distance, you can see your house.
“Ok this is it, you don’t have to walk with me any further. I can make it home from here.”
Dio doesn’t say anything in response. Feeling a little awkward, you speak again and go to leave.
“Thank you for walking me home. Uh… bye.”
“It’s funny.”
His voice causes you to stop in your tracks.
“This is the town I lived in when I was growing up. To think, we’ve never once met each other until now.”
Nervously, you turn your head back to Dio.
“Heh, yeah. That is weird...”
He starts advancing closer. You subconsciously step back to keep the distance between you two. But then your back hits the wall, and he’s right in front of you.
“I’m curious [Name].”
Dio looms over you as he leans down to stare into your eyes.
“Since you fancy yourself a judge of character, what do you think of me? Would you say that I’m a good person?”
Dio doesn’t leave any room for you to hide from his piercing gaze. It’s then that you’re acutely aware of the situation you’re in. At this point, you just want out.
“I-I don’t know.”
A moment passes by, and he smiles.
“Goodnight [Name].”
He straightens his posture, turns and leaves. Once he’s left your sight, you let out a breath you didn’t realise you had been holding. Not wasting a moment longer you make your way home, longing for a good night’s rest.
You try not to think about the events of last night as you make your way to Erina’s estate. Since you made plans for Jonathan and Erina to meet today, you hoped that she would be allowed to go outside today. And fortunately there she stood on her porch with a basket, looking like she was just about to head off somewhere.
She spots you and eagerly waves to you. You wave back as she makes her way to you.
“Hey [Name]! I’m surprised to see you here, did you miss me that much?”
You wordlessly bring her into a hug, she is slightly confused when you let out a heavy sigh.
“Heyyyy…”
She looks down at you.
“Are you ok [Name]?”
You pull back from her and nod.
“Yeah I’m ok.”
You gesture to the basket in her hand.
“What’s that?”
She perks up at the mention of the item. She holds it up so you can see the contents.
“Do you remember the boy from the other day, Jonathan Joestar? He dropped his handkerchief so I thought I’d return it to him.”
She points to the fruit underneath the napkin.
“And some grapes as a thank you.”
“Oh wow. That’s great Erina! I’m sure he’ll love it.”
Her cheeks turn a light pink.
“I hope so.”
You smile knowingly.
“In fact-”
You loop your arm with her free one.
“Let’s go meet him right now.”
“W-what?!”
She shouts as you drag her in the direction of the river.
“He said that he spends a lot of time at the river, he’s probably there right now.”
The blush on Erina’s face had worsened tenfold.
“I-I was just gonna drop this off to him! And how do you know he’ll be there?!”
You shush her with an unfazed expression.
“I’ll explain on the way.”
Sending Erina off with a thumbs up, she gives you the death glare. She’s outraged that you decided to throw her in the deep end. You hold back a snort when Jonathan spots her and she instantly becomes a blushing mess. Knowing that they’d be fine on their own, you sneak away to avoid being spotted.
Now, well… now you don’t know what to do. It’s still pretty early in the day so you don’t want to go home just yet. And plus it's lovely outside, why not enjoy it for a bit?
Finding a nice spot next to the river, you sit and let the grass travel through the gaps in your fingers. Although it was still a little hot, the tree you’re sitting under provides some nice shade. You lay down, enjoying the calm atmosphere. Closing your eyes, you listen to the rhythmic rushing of the water. You’re so relaxed that you almost fall asleep, but then you feel something lick your face. Your eyes shoot open and you’re perplexed by who you see.
“Danny?!”
Ruff!
He continues to coat your face in dog slobber. You sit up trying to usher him off you.
“Bleh! Get off Danny, that's gross!”
You put a hand on his hand and he instantly settles. It surprises you how quickly he calmed down, but you still scold him.
“What are you doing here? JoJo’s probably worried about you.”
You’re not mad for long though and despite your best efforts, you smile a little.
“You’re lucky you’re cute.”
“Is this mutt bothering you?”
Danny’s demeanour changes upon the new arrival. He growls at the person behind you before taking off.
“Danny!”
You call after him but it’s no use. Turning around, you see none other than Dio standing there, you give him a look of disapproval.
“No, he was fine.”
Dio’s expression morphs into one of remorse, but for some reason you think it’s of the false kind.
“My apologies, would you mind if I accompanied you in his stead?”
Just as you’re about to respond Dio takes the liberty of taking a seat right next to you.
“Why yes Dio, of course you can sit with me.”
You say in a sarcastic tone. He smiles at you, either ignoring the way you answered or just completely oblivious to it.
“It would be my pleasure.”
The two of you sit there for a while, only the sound of the river and various insects filling the silence. It’s a little awkward since you don’t know what to say, so you opt to let the quiet be. But Dio’s the one who breaks that silence.
“I know that you remember me.”
You raise an eyebrow at him.
“Well, I just saw you yesterday. I don’t have the memory of a goldfish.”
He laughs at that statement.
“I’m not talking about yesterday.”
Your eyes widen as he continues.
“That night we bumped into each other, I remember hating you in all honesty. I loathed the way you looked at me like I was a child in need of saving, but meeting you again I feel you saw something that I didn’t.”
Does he somehow know about the dream?
“It was destiny that brought us together again.”
You don’t know what to do besides awkwardly laugh.
“Haha… you sound a little like JoJo.”
Dio’s expression suddenly turns cold.
“Why do you think it is you are so hellbent on befriending our beloved JoJo?”
You’re taken aback by the sudden hostility.
“I’ll tell you why.”
You’re surprised when Dio pulls you by your collar, bringing you closer. He brings the other hand to your chin, holding it between his index finger and thumb as he bores into your eyes.
“It’s because in reality, we are the same. There’s an inferno inside of you that I also see in myself. The will to change the fate that’s been dealt to us.”
What?
“The Joestars are known for the glorious riches they possess. When you found out that Jonathan was a Joestar you decided you would get him to like you. Maybe even marry you. It’d take some time but in your eyes the reward would be well worth it.”
He moves the hand on your chin, running it along your cheek before tucking a stray hair behind your ear.
“Since we’re so alike I’ll make you an offer, abandon this fruitless endeavour. In terms of economical status you’re pretty much worthless so I wouldn’t gain anything if we were to marry, but I’m sure we can figure someth-”
Smack.
Dio’s grasp on you instantly releases and he staggers back whilst palming his cheek. His eyes fall on the hand you had just used to slap him, then your face. And you’re absolutely furious.
“How dare you insinuate I would do something so shallow. Even though we’ve met before, don't forget that you’ve only known me for a day at most. You don’t know me, so stop acting like you do.”
You snarl at Dio as you get up from the grass. You glare down at him.
“Do me a favour and stay away from me Dio. I don’t know why you’re such an unbearable asshole, but I’d prefer to never have to deal with you again.”
Storming off you don’t give Dio the chance to respond, leaving him at the river.
It’s been a couple of weeks since you told Dio you didn’t want to see him again, and fortunately for you he’s been keeping his distance.
You’ve been spending time with Erina and Jonathan, it hasn’t been very often since you wanna give them their space. It got a little lonely, you can’t help but think that the two of them are adorable together, so you try not to mind as much. Although it wasn’t always lonely, Danny would always pop up at the most unexpected times. You honestly don’t know how he manages to find you but you don’t dislike the company.
Today was one of those days, you and Danny had been playing at the river. Jonathan had shown you how to play fetch with him. But the day was coming to an end as the sun was setting.
“Ok, it’s time to go.”
You give Danny a final pat on the head.
“You be safe getting home ok?”
He just stares as you retract your hand. You turn to leave then you suddenly feel a tug on your sleeve. Looking down you see Danny holding onto it.
“No Danny, I have to go now.”
You try to pull your arm free but he’s not budging. You repeat yourself in a firmer tone.
“Danny, let go.”
He starts running down the path, dragging you with him.
“Danny stop!”
You dig your heels into the ground to try and stop but it’s no use and you almost fall on your face. He’s not giving you any chance to stop and keeps running at a rapid pace.
“Dammit Danny I mean it!”
The dog comes to a stop and finally frees you. You grimace at the drool coating your sleeve and scold him.
“What is up with you today?”
It’s then that you hear some sort of commotion further down the path, there’s shouting. You slowly creep towards the sound and you see people there. 3 are standing and 1 is on the ground. You look closer and realise to your surprise it’s Erina that’s on the ground. She’s washing her mouth out with a puddle, what the hell is going on? You rush to help your friend.
“Hey! Get the hell away from her!”
The 3 people turn their heads in your direction and your stomach drops when you see Dio’s face among them. Avoiding eye contact with him, you try to push past them.
“Move, you’re in my way.”
You yelp when one of the boys grabs you by your shoulders, making you face him. You come to the realisation that he’s the one who snatched Erina’s doll.
“Hey…”
He rotates you around as he harshly grips your jaw with his other hand.
“Isn’t this the little bitch that kicked you in the balls?”
His friend’s mouth morphs into a malicious grin as he responds in a taunting tone.
“I think it is.”
You start struggling to get out of his hold.
“Oh no you don’t.”
You’re jerked back around as he grips your neck, forcing you to look up at him.
“We ain’t havin’ a repeat of last time.”
He tilts your head side to side, you don’t like the look in his eyes as he examines your face. You growl and use your arms to try and push him away when he brings you closer.
“You know, you’re not half bad lookin’, maybe even a little cute. You really hurt my friend the other day. But you’re lucky I’m the forgiving type, maybe if you show us just how sorry you are we’ll let you off the hook.”
Their snickering is cut short as a fist comes smashing into the side of his face. He recoils from the impact and his hand drops from your throat. You cough upon the release and bring a hand to rub your neck, thankful that you can breathe properly again.
You look to where the punch came from and see Dio, his hand is clenched so hard that his knuckles are turning white. He’s seething as he walks past you and yanks the boy by his collar.
“You are not to lay your filthy hands on her again, do you hear me?”
He’s gripping the boy’s collar so tight that he’s starting to choke, he brings his hands up to try and pry away Dio’s hands.
“D-Dio-”
“Never again, do you hear me? Do not make me repeat myself.”
They’re alerted to the sound of footsteps running away, they turn their heads towards it but it’s too late, you and Erina have already started running down the path. The boy not in Dio’s hold starts to run after you but the look he gets from the blonde is enough to stop him in his tracks.
Panting heavily as you run, you turn to Erina and see she’s been crying.
“What did they… do to you? Are you ok?”
She shakes her head as more tears fall from her eyes. What she says next is barely above a whisper.
“Dio kissed me.”
Your heart drops as you look at her with widened eyes.
“He what?”
I’m sorry this chapter took a while to come out! I had to keep rewriting Dio’s parts cause I kept making him too nice T_T
It probably would be different under any other circumstances, but you were very much looking forward to your school meeting with George's mom.
You had seen her before of course, she was hard to miss, a tall, elegant lady with her beautiful blonde hair, always dressed to the nines and with a kind and confident smile always illuminating her features.
She was very soft spoken and polite when speaking to you, her son's teacher. And she always made your knees feel weak after sharing a few words with her
So, that evening, you were eagerly waiting for her. Your silly little crush meant nothing, you wouldn't try anything with a married woman.
You first heard Georgie, who ran next to you to greet you with a hug. You wouldn't say it out loud but the boy was probably your favorite student.
Right after him, a gentle knock made you turn your head.
There she was, with her kind smile and bright eyes, greeting you.
You were waiting to see her husband walk in right behind her, but he never came in.
"Will mr Joestar join us later?"
"No, I have Georgie this week," she responded and, after seeing the confused expression on your face, she added, "we're divorced."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean t—"
"It's all right," she stopped you by placing her hand on top of yours, "we're on good terms, co-parenting, actually," she added.
The rest of the meeting went well, there was little to say about her son when the child was so well behaved and hardworking.
It was mostly you praising George, who sat on his mother's lap smiling widely, very aware of every word you were saying about him.
Erina thanked you for your work and actually the two of you spent almost an hour just chatting and getting to know each other.
You already liked her before but after this little meeting you felt your crush growing bigger.
At some point, her phone rang and she excused herself, quickly turning down the call.
"Oh my, I didn't realize how late it was," she said, "we should get going,"
"It's fine, it was my last meeting for the day and I don't really have much left to do," you said with a shrug.
She took a look around your classroom and offered to help you tidy up.
"It's the least I can do," she said, not taking no for an answer.
You smiled at her, nodding. You were very pleased to spend a few more minutes with her.
After fifteen minutes your classroom was perfectly tidied and the two of you ready to leave.
You said your good-byes and walked to the parking lot.
"Would you like to have brunch with us tomorrow?" she said right before parting ways.
You stood silent for a few seconds, your brain nearly short-circuiting at her question.
"Sorry, I probably overstepped. I've just been having a hard time meeting new people and you seem so nice—"
"No, not at all! Sorry, it just took me by surprise," you interrupted her, "I'd really like to have brunch with you and Georgie"
She gave you a time and place and waved goodbye at you.
Thinking about how appropriate this relationship was would be a problem for the future you.
You startle awake, heart still racing after the nightmare you just had. The fear you’d felt in the dream is still lingering, and you take a deep breath to try and calm yourself down. You’re safe in your own bed with your lovers on either side of you, sound asleep.
“Are you alright?”
Or perhaps not as soundly asleep as you’d thought. Jonathan has turned to face you and is whispering so he won’t wake Erina.
“Just a bad dream, I’m sorry I woke you.”
“There’s no need to apologize, love. Do you want to talk about it?” He reaches out for your hand, taking a moment to find it in the dark. You know he understands, there had been plenty of nightmares after he’d had to fight Dio.
“It’s alright, I don’t want to keep you up. I’m already forgetting the details, I’m sure I’ll be asleep again soon.” There’s no need to keep the dream fresh in your mind by recounting it to him, and it hadn’t been anything that needed talking about, just a regular nonsensical nightmare.
“If you’re sure.” His thumb idly strokes the back of your hand comfortingly.
“Who’s sure?” Erina mumbles blearily from behind you, and you feel the bed move as she shifts to see what’s going on.
“A nightmare woke me up, I was just telling Jonathan I’m alright and we should all go back to sleep. I’m sorry we woke you.”
“It’s alright, darling. I’m glad I’m awake to comfort you.” She says, despite your insistence that you‘re perfectly fine. She scoots in closer, wrapping her arms around you and sharing her warmth.
“You’re safe here with us.” She murmurs, and Jonathan nods.
“We wouldn’t let anything happen to you.” He gently pulls your hand across the small gap between you and presses a kiss to the back of it like the gentleman he is. Erina follows suit, her lips warm on the back of your neck.
“I love you both.” You say in lieu of thanks, already feeling sleepy again as you finally relax. They repeat it back, and you close your eyes to try and rest until morning.
You wake up wrapped around Erina like a koala, with Jonathan’s broad back warm and solid against your own. None of you has any urgent obligations today, so you stay right where you are and let yourself drift back off to sleep. There’s no harm in sleeping late every once in a while, and right now there’s no place you’d rather be.
