《JJBA X Reader》Jotaro: Eavesdropping
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⚠️ Potential TW. Involves cheating.⚠️
You walk home with your neighbour and best friend, Jotaro. His personality is definitely different from when you first met him, but Holly-san says that deep down, he's still the same Jotaro you two knew.
You're usually a cheerful person, but today was... something else.
Earlier today...
*RINGG RINGG*
You get up from your chair, walking to your boyfriend, Shoji Kojima. "Sho, are you ready to go?" You ask.
He dusts himself off and makes eye contact with a girl named Emi. "Yeah, I'll be down in a second. I need to talk to Emi about something... in private."
You nodded and left the room. You were going to your locker to change your shoes. Jotaro was waiting outside, swarmed by his fangirls. He didn't mind third wheeling, because he really couldn't care less.
Your teacher walks past you, going to the lounge. 'Odd' you think. The teacher should always be the last one to leave the classroom.
You make your way up the stairs, growing anxious. You shake your head because you trust Shoji. You walk down the hallway, and from your classroom, you hear soft moans.
"No..." You whimper. You slide the doors open and you catch them basically eating each other's faces off. Your eyes widen at the sight, and you gasp. They didn't hear you, of course. They're too busy in heat. Emi's shirt is unbuttoned, and Shoji's hand is already up her skirt. You run away, bolting downstairs while wiping your face.
You run to Jotaro, panting. He said his usual "Yare yare woman, you're late. Let's go.", and now you're in the present, walking beside him.
The reason why you didn't tell Jotaro? You felt like he wouldn't care. He's the type of person to say: "Relationships are dumb." or "Saw that coming."
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Your parents are on a business trip this week, and you feel like you really need to vent. "Hey, Jojo. Could I come over for tea?"
He nods slightly as he smokes his cigarette.
"You know, smoking's really bad for you." You say.
He ignores your comment and you roll your eyes.
"Y/N.. are you.. okay? You ran to me like you've just seen a monster." He looks down at you.
You thought of an excuse. "Just didn't wanna be extra late."
The rest of the walk is in silence until you arrive at the Kujo residence. You slip off your shoes and Holly greeted you immediately.
"Hi, Y/N! What brings you here?" She says in her regular, happy tone. A tone you wish you had right now.
You fake a smile. "I was just looking to have some tea and talk!"
"Of course, come!" Holly gestures you to follow. "Jotaro, dear, make us some green tea."
He grunts and heads to the kitchen.
You two sit down at the table.
"How was your day?" She asks.
You think about what you saw before your eyes, then fake a smile again. "Great! We're learning a new unit!"
Holly doesn't smile. Instead, she examines your face. "Are you okay, dear? You look a little pale."
"To be honest, not really... how did you know?" Your lip quivers, and Holly frowns.
"Mother's instinct. Would you like to talk about it?"
"I guess..." you sniffle. You didn't notice the nearing footsteps to the tea room, and so you said: "S-Shoji cheated on me... I-I saw him and Emi just going at it. Right in front of me. I was getting my shoes and I got suspicious, so I just walked back up and I heard..." Tears start streaming down your face. "Moans. A-and I slid the door open and they were in there.. you know."
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You sob uncontrollably and gasp for air. "I ran out without them noticing me, and I went to Jojo."
Holly opens her arms out, to which you accept. Your back faces the entrance to the tea room, where Jotaro is standing. His teeth are gritted and he's frozen in place with a fist clenched. Holly shoos him away.
"Thank you, Holly-san." You cry into her shoulder.
"Anything for you, dear." She replies.
You didn't talk to Shoji the whole day, and you walked straight out of class to Jotaro.
"Out of my way, bitch. Leave me alone." You hear a familiar voice say.
You laugh softly, but it's cut short when you see Shoji. He's walking towards you, a smile plastered on his face. How's he smiling when he's cheating on someone?
"Hey, Y/N!" Shoji calls, walking towards you. You walk past him, saying: "I'm not in the mood, Sho."
He puts a hand on your shoulder. "What do you mean?"
You shove his hand off of your shoulder. "Don't fucking touch me."
Jotaro takes notice of this, and starts walking towards you, pushing his entourage away.
Shoji reaches for you again. "Y/N, what's the mat-"
You were about to repeat yourself, but a low voice growls at him first.
"Oi, Kojima. She told you to knock it off."
You get anxious. "Jojo, you don't need t-"
"What was that, Kujo? Trying to keep me away from my girl?" Shoji hisses.
Jotaro's eyes are shadowed by his hat, making him all the more intimidating. "She told you to leave her alone, so fucking scram already."
Jotaro, standing at 6'5, towers over Shoji. People gathered around the two boys in a circle, ready for action. "Jojo," you say, "You don't need to stand up for me."
"Y/N, are you really gonna let him treat you like utter shit? And, Kojima. If you really loved her, you wouldn't be such a coward and cheat on her with some slut!"
The crowd gasps, and you cover your mouth and drop to the ground, your friends huddled next to you.
A bead of sweat drops down Shoji's face as his reputation was just destroyed. "You like Y/N or something, Kujo?"
"So what if I do? What matters now is how many teeth are going to survive after I'm done with you." Jotaro says bluntly, and walks towards Shoji.
Sho is frozen in place, so Jotaro grabs his collar and lifts him to his toes. "I saw her sob her whole heart out, and I never want to see that again."
Shoji is on the ground, bloody and beaten. You're still on the ground, shocked at how far Jotaro went, just for you. You walk to the injured Shoji, and kick him in the balls as hard as you could.
"No woman will want you when you're infertile." You smile. You smirk at Emi, watching from a distance. "Maybe your whore will. See ya!"
You walk off with Jotaro, and you cling to his arm.
"You really meant what you said?" you say while smiling.
"Yare yare daze. Yes." He replies, and tilts his hat to cover his face.
"Thank you, Jojo. I mean it."
You see his lips curve up at the slightest, and you pull him down to give him a kiss on the cheek.
yare yare dawa i'm sleepy
Yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!
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