Inspo: To All The Boys I've Loved Before

Setting: SDC timeline except the hunt for DIO never existed.

Content: Fluff, Angst

- Longest oneshot I've ever made! 2486 words!!

- "Loud Love" remastered I guess.

⚠️TW: BULLYING⚠️

He was sick of it.

Girls fawning for him for every little thing he does. Even when he yells at them, the women squeal even more. He was genuinely annoyed, and needed some way to hurt the girls or make them lose hope.

The girls want him... how can he hurt them and make them move on?

He had an epiphany. What if he obtained... a fake girlfriend? That would hurt his fangirls, right?

He thought of potential candidates. As he thought of girls that didn't give him attention, only one person came to mind.

You.

After school, he went to the library. Surely enough, he found you deep into your study notes.

He takes a seat in front of you, and you glance at him before going back to writing your notes.

"What do you want, Kujo?" you ask.

"I need a big favour from you, and I need you to say yes," he responds.

"Okay..." you say hesitantly, "We're not even friends, but what do you need?"

"I need you to be my girlfriend," he says bluntly.

You dropped your pen, "What?" you whisper harshly.

"No, not like that," he starts, "I need you to act as my girlfriend to hurt the girls who follow me everywhere."

You raise an eyebrow, "What do I get out of this?"

"Popularity?" he offers.

You shake your head, "I don't want that. I wanna be paid for this, Kujo. The girls will probably try to hurt me or something. I know about your grandfather's fortune, I just want 20,000 yen."

His eye twitches, "I'm not the one made of money, the old man is... but alright."

You rip a piece of paper from your notebook, "Let's make a contract!"

He groans, "Can't we just shake on it?"

You begin writing:

- No flirting with others

- Holding hands is okay

- Jotaro must walk Y/N to school and home every day

- Jotaro must give Y/N notes every day

- Y/N receives 20,000 yen from Jotaro once term is done

"How long are we doing this?" you ask.

He shrugs, "Until summer break."

- Term is 2 months

You pass him your pen, "Anything else you want to add?"

He takes your pen and writes:

- Kissing when necessary

- Jotaro is allowed to put an arm around Y/N whenever they're together

- Under no circumstances will they both tell the truth, not even to their best friends

- Y/N must make Jotaro her phone wallpaper

You snatch the paper away from him, "Is the wallpaper really necessary? Also, I've never had my first kiss yet. I don't think that should be there."

"Yare yare, Y/N. Just sign it," he complains.

As you sign the paper, you just got yourself into a mess that was impossible to clean up.

You hooked your arm into his, exiting the school. Of course, the girls were waiting for Jotaro to exit.

"Wait, why is Y/N touching Jojo?!" a fake

blonde says, "And he's allowing it!"

The women gasp, "Are they dating?!"

"Why would he go for her?! He could do so much better!"

"Ouch," you mumble.

"Don't listen to them. If anything, you deserve better than me," he assures you.

You smile up at him softly, "You're right. Thank you."

The girls didn't bother following you two after you reached the gates. They were all so heartbroken, but set on revenge.

Once out of sight, you let go of Jotaro's arm, saying, "Just because today was easy doesn't mean that tomorrow will be the same. I'm definitely gonna get bullied now..." you whine.

"It's fine, Y/N. I'll just yell at them to stop," he replies.

"Don't they want that? Anyways, this is my stop. Thanks for walking me home," you smile at him.

He nods in response and starts walking again after he sees you enter your home.

The next few days were hell. Rumours to ruin your reputation were spread about you. Papers were thrown at your head, and when you opened them, there were death threats and insults. Coffees and other staining drinks were spilled on your white uniform. You were pushed into the pool when you had P.E., and someone took your glasses and stomped on them. You couldn't see very well after that. The only thing keeping you sane were the notes Jotaro wrote you. Some went like:

"Don't listen to them, they're just desperate."

"Tell me if anything goes wrong."

"Have a good day, I guess."

You weren't in his class, that's why you were helpless. You'd beat them to a pulp if you could, but all your life you've focused more on studies than boys or martial arts.

Week 1, finished. You walk out of your class when the bell rings, and you look down the hall. Jotaro was walking towards you, or at least that's what it looked like. Your vision is blurry.

"Y/N, where are your glasses?" he asks.

"They broke them. I'll just get contacts tomorrow or something," you sigh.

He notices a scrunched up paper in your hand, so he asks, "What's in your hand?"

You move your hand behind your back, "Nothing. I should have thrown it out in the classroom. I'm gonna go do that real quick."

He grabs your arm and you two fight over the paper. You were no match for his strong, muscular arms.

He opens the paper and his eyes widen in shock, "How come you didn't tell me about this?!"

You look down at your feet, "It wasn't that big of a deal. I saw it coming."

He scolds you while you fidget with your hands, "Death threats are a big deal. Come on," he says and offers you his arm.

"Can we just go home now? I don't wanna argue with you," you complain and hook your arm through his.

You were drained from the horrible treatment you were given by the girls of the school. So, for the first time ever, you rest your head against Jotaro's arm. He looks to his side and sees your eyes droop down in exhaustion. You were never like this. You didn't even feel like stopping by at the library today.

When you exit the school, all eyes are on you and Jotaro. The usual rumours were going around, like:

"Y/N was a nobody a week ago! She probably seduced Jojo or made him date her somehow!"

Jotaro stops in the middle of the yard and starts yelling, gripping the paper in his hand, "Which one of you gave this to Y/N?!"

The girls gasp and play innocent, "We wouldn't do something like that, Jojo! She probably just wrote that to herself for attention~"

They all giggle as your eyes follow the patterns on the floor.

"Just because you're females, that doesn't mean I'm not gonna hit you! And this isn't even Y/N's handwriting! She wouldn't stoop to your level just to get some attention!" he snaps.

That's when you saw it. Purple aura was leaking out of him. You rub your eyes, but it seems like it's not a hallucination. The angrier he got, the aura increased.

Was it magic? Superpowers, even? No... that doesn't exist in our world. Perhaps you were just tired from dealing with the bullying.

Jotaro continues yelling, "You bitches even broke her glasses! Do you know how expensive they are?! She has done absolutely nothing to you, yet you continue to torture her. I've hated you all from the start, but now I hate you even more!! You know what?"

He grips your chin to make you face him, and he smashes his lips into yours. Your eyes widen and you have to take time to process what just happened.

Jotaro Kujo is kissing you.

You wanted to hit him for stealing that from you. It was supposed to be during a romantic date with someone that actually liked you!

'Play along, Y/N!" you think to yourself.

Closing your eyes, you kiss him back.

The girls gasp in terror as you give them a side look.

Jotaro pulls away saying, "See that? Leave us alone, god damn it. I've rejected you all at least 100 times."

He takes your wrist and drags you with him out of school grounds.

When out of sight, you slap his face.

"What the hell, Kujo?! Who said you could do that?" you say, still a blushing mess.

"The contract said 'Kissing when necessary' did it not? I think that's as necessary as it gets," he responds.

He was right. He had to hurt the girls somehow. But that kiss meant nothing. It was stolen from you, but you can't say that you hated it. It was straight from a movie, when all eyes are on the couple and they kiss for once.

Plus, you're like the only person at school that he cared about. He went through the trouble of yelling at everyone because you were upset.

Maybe you started to like him. It was supposed to be a fake relationship, but now it was just one-sided.

"But that kiss... it meant nothing to you. I don't like doing intimate stuff without meaning," you explain.

"You're right, sorry. But we can't reverse time," he replies, "If it makes you feel any better, I wanna pay for your contacts and an appointment at the hair salon."

"What? Why are we going to a hair salon?" you ask.

He feels your hair between his fingers, "I don't know, I think that it would look better styled."

You blush, "As long as you're paying... and no dyeing my hair!"

When you reach your home, you thank him again, "Thank you for everything you did today. For standing up for me, for offering to pay for my contacts and hair. I really think this contract of ours benefited me the most."

He shakes his head, "No, you suffered the whole week. It's the least I can do."

You smile and hug him, "Thank you, you don't seem as bad as I thought you were."

He scoffs at the backhanded compliment, but smiles softly beneath his hat and hides his small blush.

You enter your home and he walks off to his own.

The weekend you spent together was so much fun. You got your contacts, got your hair done, and even got another clean uniform! All paid by Jotaro.

When you walked back into school hand in hand with him, everyone's jaw dropped. You looked like a new person.

One month down, one more to go. Your feelings for Jotaro grew stronger, and you were tired of faking a relationship. You became quite popular like he said you would, and many boys would try to talk to you in the halls. In almost every attempt, a familiar arm grabbed your waist and pulled you away every time. It was like Jotaro didn't want you to talk to any other guy. He blamed it on the "No flirting with others" rule, but you were just trying to make some more friends! Something was up, and you want to find out now.

As you finish your study notes for the day, you sigh in relief and stretch, "Done, done, and done! Finally."

"Ready to go?" he asks.

You check the time. It was an hour after school finished, "Yup, let's go."

He offers you his hand, and you look at him confused, "Why are you offering your hand? Everyone's gone."

He shrugs, "Just take it, woman. In case."

You blush and slip your hand into his.

"Listen, Jotaro. I need to tell you something important," you start.

"What is it?" he asks.

"I know that there's a contract, but I can't keep pretending like we're a thing anymore," you frown.

"What? Why not?" he looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed.

"Because... I actually fell in love with you! And I don't want to keep holding hands without meaning or kiss without meaning, because it actually means something to me! I want it to be real, I don't wanna pretend anymore!" you blurt out and cover your mouth.

You realize the look on his face didn't look very positive, so you run away to a hill at the back of the school.

"Y-Y/N wait!" he yells after you, but you're gone.

You rest your head against a tree on the hill while silent tears flow down your cheeks. You loved him, you got bullied for him, you got a makeover for him. What a waste of time and money. You would have lived a good high school life if you had just said no. You would've been chill with everybody and not hated.

Jotaro ran around the whole school to find you. He checked the classrooms, the gym, the roof, but you weren't there. When he was on the roof, he spotted a figure by a tree, and their hair flowed with the gentle breeze of summer.

He knew it was you, and he ran to the hill.

As the breeze hit your face, shreds of paper flew in front of you. You could only make out some words, but one line was visible:

- Jotaro must walk Y/N to school and home every day.

You look at where the paper came from. Jotaro was there. He took a seat beside you at the tree trunk and said, "Screw the contract."

You sniffle, "Yeah, sorry I did that. You don't have to pay me anymore."

"Y/N, you said that our fake relationship didn't mean anything to me, but you were completely wrong," he says.

You look up at him, "What do you mean?"

He looks away in embarrassment, "Why do you think I stopped you from talking to other guys? Why do you think I wanted you to hold my hand even when everyone left the school? Why do you think I payed for your stuff?"

You answer, "Because of the contrac-"

You stop mid sentence because his lips silenced yours. It was rough once again, like he was trying to prove a point.

"Stop being so oblivious, Y/N. It's because I love you too," he blushes.

Your breath hitches. Screw those fake kisses you had with him. This kiss... it was a real first kiss. A romantic, passionate kiss with someone who loved you back.

Your face blushed a crimson red, and you kiss him again because you felt the last one was too short. He accepted it, and once you two were done, you lean your forehead against his.

You smile at him, "I love you, Jotaro Kujo."

He smiles back softly, "I love you too, Y/N L/N."

The End.

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