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Okay but the way Jotaro pushed reader off and “that’s enough” is SO in character for him that’s hilarious LMAOOO

And his final line??? “Make sure to cry enough for me, too”???? DAMN that hits like a truck man i love the way you wrote him and their bonds

Life After an Adventure (Platonic Jotaro x Reader)

You didn’t really know what to say to him. I mean, what could you say to him? You just so happened to be in the nurse’s office that day, and just so happened to have a Stand like him. It just so happened that your Stand was helpful against Hierophant Green, and you just so happened to feel the call to adventure when Jotaro asked if you wanted to join him and his group. Now, fifty days later, you gained physical and mental scars, formed a bond with that group unlike any other, and felt the pain of losing some of those bonds. And now you had to assimilate into high school again.

It seemed like your friends had taken notice of your frequent glances over to Jotaro at lunch. One of them bumped you and said, “He’s the hardest one to get, you know.”

“Yeah!” another said. “I thought you hated him!”

The last one gave you a smile. “You both disappeared and reappeared at school at the same time. Could it be that you two… spent some time together?” They wiggled their eyebrows.

“Oh, come on, it’s not like that!” You gave the one nearest to you a little shove. “We did travel together, but he was still annoying. It’s just that I don’t even know what to say to him after all we went through.”

“How about this:” one of them flung her arm around your shoulder. “Hey, Jojo! Man, that was crazy, huh? That thing I haven’t told my friends about? Anyway, you should join us for lunch!”

You gave your friend a deadpan. “You just want to get closer to him yourself, don’t you?”

She gave you a sheepish smile.

“Wait, wait, he’s coming!” Another friend said. He pointed to Jotaro, who had stood up and started walking to you while you weren’t looking. Your friends hid behind you as you looked Jotaro in the eyes.

“Yo,” you said. Jotaro gave you a nod. Once you finished that exchange, silence fell upon you again, with only the distant chatter of others to fill your ears. Your friends slowly peeked out from behind you, hesitantly going back to their seats.

“Wanna sit?” you asked.

Without answering, Jotaro moved to the seat next to you, getting out his lunch. You shrugged and sat down.

The only sounds you and your friends made were from chewing your food. To your left was Jotaro, eyes hidden behind his hat, and to your right were your other friends, each looking straight down at their lunches. You didn’t know what to do, either. Do you talk to your friends and hope Jotaro joins in? Do you talk to Jotaro and hope your friends join in? Do you just have two different conversations at once? The awkwardness was agonizing.

“So…” you finally said, “Jotaro, do you want to help me tell my friends about what we did while we were away from school?”

Your friends’ eyes lit up.

Jotaro shrugged. “Do they know what Stands are?”

“They know I have special powers.” You turned to your friends. “So, I’ve told you how my power has a visible form, right? It’s called a Stand, and I’m not the only one with powers like these. There was a really bad guy with a Stand, and we fought to take him down.”

“He was a vampire who haunted my family for generations,” Jotaro added.

“A vampire?” One friend leaned forward in his seat to look at Jotaro, who only nodded in reply.

“He was all the way in Egypt, so we took an international road trip to go fight him,” you added.

As the conversation kept going, you found yourself enjoying the story you were telling. Going on and on about each and every fight, each person you met, and all of the times you had, good and bad. You hardly even noticed that the bell rang to go back to class.

“You guys totally have to finish the story sometime!” a friend said. “I need to know what happened to that baby that Kakyoin was tormenting!”

“We will!” you said, smiling as you waved your friends goodbye and went to class. Jotaro and you had the same class, so you walked back together.

A few moments had passed, and your once fluttering heart suddenly felt crushed. You could feel your smile disappearing and tears forming in your eyes. Your nose was suddenly stuffed up, and you couldn’t help but sniffle to try to clear it.

Jotaro looked over at you. “What happened to you that made your mood change so quickly?”

You looked up, surely with puffy eyes. You started to laugh at Jotaro’s unchanging expression. Of course he wouldn’t understand.

“Sorry, sorry,” you said with an unconvincing smile. “I know you don’t like when people cry around you. It’s just… it’s finally settling in that what happened to us was real. It almost felt like a dream when I first came back home.”

Jotaro nodded. “Especially after coming back to school and carrying on as usual.”

“But… it wasn’t a dream,” you continued. “You spoke with me on the events that happened. We both experienced it. And that means… that means Kakyoin did too. And Avdol, and even Iggy! It means they were real, and… and they really died.” Before you knew it, tears were streaming down your face. You were gasping for air in each breath, and your legs felt ready to collapse at any moment. “They didn’t deserve that! They were good people! Why did they have to die?”

As you were sobbing, you heard Jotaro sigh. You looked back up at him, noticing his arms were wide open and he was facing you. You didn’t hesitate to wrap your arms around him, crying into his shirt. “I miss them,” you said quietly. He slowly returned the hug, just barely squeezing you.

“Okay, that’s enough.” Jotaro suddenly pushed you off of him, exposing your tears to the harsh world again. The shock of it stopped them immediately, though, as you processed what had just happened. Then, you began to laugh again.

“Man, you’re an asshole, you know that?” Your voice still wavered like you were crying, and your eyelashes were still stuck together, but your smile had returned. “You may not be a complete asshole, but you’re still an asshole.”

“Well, if you’re done crying, then let’s get to class,” he said. “Teach might not like it if we're late after being gone for so long.”

You sniffled again, and nodded. “I'm surprised you’re the one wanting to get to class on time.”

“Yeah, well, my mom’s gonna cook tonight and if I have to stay late for detention, I’ll be late.”

“Mama’s boy.”

Jotaro huffed, but he stayed silent after that. The two of you kept walking silently to class, until Jotaro spoke again, very quietly.

“Make sure to cry enough for me, too.”

You smiled. “Anything for a friend, Jojo.”

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