Chapter Text
The time is 12am. And Joseph is currently fucking a random girl he met at a party as hard as he could. He didn't know if he was hurting her to not. And he didn't care. Joseph only took the girl back to his apartment because he needed to blow off some steam after the day he had yesterday. He doesn't even remember her name. And doesn't care to know it. As she reaches her orgasm with a loud moan and mouth wide open, Joseph's face stays serious. Even when he reaches his own orgasm, his face only twitches a bit. The girl laughs with satisfaction as she falls back his chest "W-wow... What they say is true.. you are good in bed..." She tells him as she gives him kisses on his cheek. Joseph doesn't respond to her. He jut lays there with his hands behind his head and a stern expression. He's still thinking about yesterday. Joseph pushes her off him as he gets out of bed and stretches. The girl silently admires his body as he does so.
"J-Joseph.. can I stay the night?" Joseph feels a hint of irritation as the girl who he's only met two hours ago feels so comfortable staying the night. Whatever, Joseph will give her what she wants. She is a fan, after all. He looks at her from the corner of his eye and gives her one of his award-winning smiles. "Call me Jojo... and sure. Sleeping next to somebody would be nice for a change." The girl smiles from ear to ear. Joseph is about to lay back down but before he does so, he looks at the tv to see that TMZ is giving a special report. As he looks at the TV, he sees a video of him trying to fight Caesar!
"Top model Joseph Joestar has been caught on recording attacking upcoming model Caesar Zeppeli. Can you believe that?! A professional in the modeling industry attacking a newbie? What a jerk. Are you guys surprised?"
"Mmm..nope! I always heard rumors that that Joseph was an asshole to work with. I wonder what brought on this attack, though."
"Wanna know what I think?! I think it's because of-"
Joseph turns the TV off before he can hear anymore. The public knows. But how?! Yesterday's photoshoot was in a private building. No paparazzi... Damn it... one of those other male models probably recorded the altercation. Noisy jerks. "Why do male models love to gossip like teenage girls?!" Joseph throws the remote across the room. "Fuck! They're going to see me as the bad guy! Damn TMZ... full of gossiping scumbags.." The girl attempts to calm Joseph down.
"Well, At least you're famous enough to be talked about on TMZ!"
"Please, shut up."
She shrugs and lays back on the bed. Joseph begins to gather her clothes and shoes and throws them on the bed. "Never mind. You can't stay. Get the hell out." she looks confused. "W-what?" "You heard me. Leave." She awkwardly puts her clothes on and Joseph walks her to the door. "W-wait! Can you refer me to any modeling agenci-" Joseph slams the door on her face. He goes straight to his liquor cabinet to drink away his stress, something he isn't proud of doing but, will do anyway... Eventually, Joseph wakes up to his phone ringing. He groans as he picks it up and groggily speaks. "Mmm.. what..?" It's Speedwagon, who is definitely not happy. "Jojo! I've been calling nonstop since this morning! Why haven't you been answering!" Joseph groans at Speedwagon's yelling.
"Chill... I took a nap..."
"FOR 8 HOURS?"
"Wait, what? You've been calling me for 8 hours?!" Joseph had no idea that he passed out for that long... perhaps even longer. He really can't hold his liquor, huh? Speedwagon groans and Joseph can hear his frustration over the phone. "Listen, you have an underwear photoshoot at 4pm, remember?! So sober up and get here ASAP! Bye." Speedwagon hangs up before Joseph can respond. Joseph grabs his forehead and yelps. His head is fucking pounding... He really doesn't want to do this photoshoot but, he can't let Speedwagon down. "I'm too hungover for this..." Joseph tries to remember what he did while drinking. He remembers picking up his phone and... doing something with it. He'll look into it later. But now, he has to get ready for the day! ... at 3pm.
Joseph begins to walk to the building where the shoot was happening. It was near his apartment so he decided to go on a nice stroll. "Hm, weird.." Usually when Joseph is in public, paparazzi drown him with attention but today... people are looking at him and steering clear... odd. This is most likely a result of the TMZ report. Joseph has to admit, his ego is taking a hit. But he's too self absorbed to be angry about it. So he just goes on with his day.
Joseph has actually been looking forward to this photo shoot for a while. He gets to do an sexy shoot for an underwear company with Suzie Q. She's a model that the majority of the public find attractive. She's almost of Joseph's status. So Joseph hopes that this photoshoot will break the Internet long enough for them to forget about his... altercation with Caesar. When he arrives, he looks around for Suzi, who's nowhere to be seen. He taps a makeup artist's shoulder. "Hey, where's Suzi? She's supposed to be here by now." The makeup artist frowns. "She had to cancel at short notice." Joseph's eyes widened. "What?! Why?" The makeup artist seems frustrated. "I don't know! Family issues, car trouble, her pet bird needed a kidney transplant, who knows?! Why? you want to attack her too?" Joseph groans at the makeup artist's snarky remark. "Haha, very funny. Do you know who's replacing her?" The makeup artist gives Joseph a shit-eating grin. "Yes, I do. Your rival."
"... That could be anybody."
"... Caesar Zeppeli, Jojo. We want to use his newfound fame to our advantage." Joseph looks a bit nervous. What if Caesar retaliates?! Caesar from Italy so... he has to have connection to the mafia! He just has to!
Caesar walks into the room. Him and Joseph lock eyes. Caesar is giving him a disinterested look. Joseph gulps. "I'm dead." But to Joseph's surprise, Caesar just walks over to him and speaks to him. "The photographer is ready. Let's go." Joseph silently(and reluctantly) follows Caesar into the room where the photoshoot is happening. It's a intimate setting... with a bed. Joseph gets a bit flustered. He really doesn't want to do this. But, money is money. Joseph looks at Caesar, who is already stripping down to his underwear. Joseph is shocked at the Italian man's confidence. Feeling out of place, Joseph follows suit. Eventually they are both on the bed sitting as far as possible from each other.
The photographer yells. "Ok, Jojo! I want you to sit close to Caesar and sensually wrap his arms around him!" Joseph looks at the photographer with an unamused look. "Jojo! Now!" Joseph reluctantly puts his arms around Caesar, who is holding in a laugh as he watches Jojo have a silent tantrum. "Hmm... can you guys kinda... poke your asses out to the camera. Not a lot! Just a little, So the underwear could be expose." Both of them look at each other awkwardly. But they do as they're told. "Caesar, pretend to kiss Joseph's neck. Joseph, close your eyes and try to act like you like it." Joseph can no longer do as he's told. "This is an underwear photoshoot! Why do we need to do all this extra stuff?! People are going to think I'm... queer! You know I'm already-"
"Oh shut up, Jojo. We both know that no one is buying these magazines for the underwear brand. They're buying it for the two sexy men on the cover. AKA, you guys! So behave, Joseph!" Joseph sighs sadly and does as he told. Caesar is already in position. The photographer whistles as he takes photos of the two. Although they butt heads earlier(If you want to call it that), the chemistry they have in the photos in unbeatable. "Lookin' good, Joseph! But PLEASE stop fighting me on every decision I make. Caesar, keep being a good boy!" Caesar grins at the sudden praise, which makes Joseph want to punch the smile off his face. "Good boy?! Really?!"
Once the photoshoot is over, Joseph quickly puts his clothes back on. "Oh my god... that was horrifying..." Caesar does the same as he stares at Joseph, who immediately notices. He scowls at Caesar. "What are you looking at?!" Caesar just smiles. "You. You're quite the hot head."Joseph continues to stare Caesar down. "Yeah? So what?" Caesar gives him a shit eating grin as he tries to hold back his laughter. "I guess I understand! I'd be mad too if the public eye started to talk shit about me too! I saw the TMZ report! Haha!" Caesar laughs as he walks out the room, leaving Joseph in disbelief.
"I- You asshole!"