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The warm of the Floridian sun touched your skin as you walked towards a house after grocery shopping. It wasn’t a big house, but it sure felt welcoming. This was the place you shared with Jolyne, your girlfriend. To say that the way you got together was ‘special’ would be an understatement.
You knew Jolyne before the whole incident of her getting into prison (yet again), being somewhat awkward friends at first. It wasn’t unusual for you to bail her out of the prison on regular as the woman frequently got into fights, whether to defend someone or just because. Jolyne would always smile as you nagged her about the many incidents of her having a short temper. Unsurprisingly, you met Jolyne’s mom in the prison too, as the two of you were there to ‘rescue’ Jojo. She was a nice lady, worrying over her only daughter endlessly. However, you never saw a father figure in Jolyne’s life, as the teenager at that time stated multiple times that she doesn’t want to see her father.
However, the fate decided the other way. You met Jolyne again in the prison, however the circumstances were different this time. You were framed by an old friend of yours. It felt almost concerning how much your and Jolyne’s stories aligned together. Even though Jojo was ecstatic to see you again, you knew she felt worried over her and your futures. You two met another woman name Hermes, quickly becoming friends and trying to survive the prison life together.
Around the same time, Jolyne met her father for the first time in years. After the unfortunate meeting you were the one listening to her complains at the young women couldn’t help but to despise her father for many reasons.
It was also because of her father that the three of you got stands, which almost immediately made you face other stands user, whether friendly or not. You met another group of people consisting of two men and a small child, further forming a circle of friend, even if Anasui was a bit weird.
At some point, the true villain revealed himself. Pucci. The man was an eery priest in the prison, however his further action proved him to be a horrible man, as he stole Jotaro’s memories, making Jolyne even more distressed. And so the hunt began. You faced many opponents during that time, resulting in multiple scars as the enemies got crueller each time. However, you also found love and support from Jolyne, as the woman casually confessed to you, worried that she might not have another opportunity to do so. Even if the time wasn’t right, one needs to take the best out of it. That is, until Pucci decided to appear once again. But this time, his ultimate plan wasn’t to steal one’s memories. Instead he longed for a bigger achievement. Changing the universe. Reaching heaven.
He didn’t.
He lost to the man he gained the last piece of the puzzle. Jotaro Kujo landed the final punch, anger overwhelming the man at the sight of knifes sticking out of his daughter. And you. You partially shielded your dearest friend, desperate to not let Pucci win. And it worked. The injuries weren’t as deep, and she was able to survive with the help of the medics from the Speedwagon foundation. The whole group miraculously survived, with Weather, Foo Fighters and Jotaro having the worst wounds.
From that point on, came the long physical and mental therapy as the nightmares hunted all of you, the sheer fear over your loved ones. Together, it felt easier. Even if a little.
Over the time, things got better, you and Jolyne were given a separate home, surprisingly from Jotaro as the man understood that your relationship was serious. He announced it through a call, sending keys later and giving the address. It was a small but a significant start.
You were approaching your shared house, grocery bags in hands as you manoeuvred your keys out of the pocket, opening the door to let yourself in. You then announced your arrival as per usual.
You closed the door after yourself, eyeing the living room in search for your girlfriend. It was surprisingly quiet, no usual warm greetings and Jolyne running out of the room to bring you into a crushing hug.
‘Strange’ you thought, putting the bags down to take off your jacket, then hanging it in a small dresser.
“Jolyne?” you called for her, thinking that maybe she is just listening to music and didn’t hear you arrive. Before you could take another step, Jolyne suddenly appeared from the ceiling supported by her stand’s ropes.
You let out a scream at her ‘surprise’ as she started to laugh, hanging down from the ceiling like a spider. It took you a moment to calm down, then eyeing her annoyingly. The surprise worked.
“Jesus, Jolyne, what the hell?” you smacked her shoulder a little as the woman before you was chuckling still, her hair handing down as her usually buns were unraveled, showing off her long hair.
“Surprise” she smirked at your annoyed face, pulling herself up a little so that your head was on the same level “Now, where is my kiss, Mary Jane?” Jolyne wiggled her eyebrows at you, still hanging upside down. Seems like it was her plan all along.
“Sometimes I can’t believe how cheesy you are, Jojo” you felt your annoyance disappear a little at her suggestion. Seeing her smiling widely at you and waiting for her kiss, you couldn’t help but to ease up and smile back at her.
“Alright,” you sighed a little at her mischievous nature, stepping closer so you could place your hands on her cheeks, itching closer.
You felt her plump lips against yours as you tilted your head a little for a better angle while tracing her cheeks with your hands. You could feel her smiling eagerly into the kiss.
Pulling away, you couldn’t help but to smile at her now slightly blushing face.
“Are you happy now?” you asked Jolyne as she stared at you lovingly. She never failed to be charming.
“With you – always,” she winked, chuckling at your eyeroll.
Jolyne jumped down, landing on the floor as she noticed the bags.
“Let me help you,” she quickly insisted, taking the bags and carrying them to the kitchen. You couldn’t waste the opportunity to look at her beautiful and quite muscular back. All the fights and working out in the prison only made her more athletic, which she would often use to her advance, carrying and lifting you.
“Whatcha got there?” you could hear Jolyne from the kitchen as you took off your shoes. Standing up, you walked towards the kitchen, joining your girlfriend.
“Well, I thought we could cook some homemade brigadeiro,” you explained, taking things out of the bag and placing them on a counter “oh, I also got us pasta,” you showed her the package, putting it away from the ingredients for the sweets.
“Can’t wait!” Jolyne answered happily, now helping you by sorting ingredients and putting some of them in the fridge. She then moved to stand next to you, as you took out measuring tools. You told her to check your phone for the recipe, so you two could start cooking.
After you properly measured the needed amount of ingredients, you two slowly cooked next to each other as Jolyne told you about a recent call from Weather.
“Please tell me you are joking,” you tried not to chuckle as you heard the news.
“No, for real! He cried after meeting Mickey Mouse,” Jolyne smirked, re-telling the story. Weather, Anasui and Foo Fighter had plans to go visit Disneyland and it seemed like they succeeded in doing so this weekend.
“That is very cute,” you noted, stirring the chocolate in a pan as you continued to listen to Jolyne.
“They also went to a haunted house, ending with Foo Fighters almost fighting the actors and Anasui being carried by Weather”
“Oh”
You two burst out laughing.
After a while, you mixed the ingredients together, then putting dirty plates and cups in the sink as you let the mix for the supposed brigadeiros to cool down.
“Hey,” Jojo called for you, as you dried your hands on the towel.
“What?” you turned around, only to be met with a cheeky grin.
“Boop” Jolyne said, as she smeared chocolate on your nose, effectively ‘booping’ you.
“Hey!” you exclaimed as she laughed “Don’t play with food, Jojo” you rolled your eyes smiling a little.
As you washed off the chocolate, you couldn’t help but to smirk at the idea that popped up in your mind.
You made your hands wet again with the water, turning towards your girlfriend yet again. Before she could say anything, you splashed her with water a little as you could hear Jojo’s surprised gasp at your action.
You quickly found yourself behind the counter as you mirrored Jolyne’s playful expression as she stood in the opposite.
“You gonna get it,” she warmed you, itching closer to you as you stepped back a little, making sure you had the distance to escape her.
“Only if you’ll catch me” you winked at her, moving a little. Jolyne quickly tried to run towards you, resulting in you two making a circle around the counter. Trying to reach you from across it seemed futile as you leaned back while chuckling at your girlfriend.
“Don’t make me use my stand,” Jojo playfully threatened you, making her stand manifest slightly behind her.
“Don’t make me eat all the chocolate,” you answered back, seeing slightly shocked expression on woman’s face.
“You wouldn’t dare!” Jolyne exclaimed theatrically.
“We’ll see about that,” you smirked, eyeing the mix as Jojo followed your gaze. She quickly looked back at you, teasing smile on her face as she ran around the counter. You were quick to run as well, now ending in a reverse position.
After a couple more minutes of running, you suddenly felt her catch you, wrapping her arms tightly around you from behind. Jolyne spun you around. She quickly hugged you closer, attacking you with kisses, planting them across your face as you couldn’t help but to giggle in her strong hold.
“Okay, okay, you got me,” you kissed her cheek as Jojo eased her hold on you, nuzzling into your beck affectionately
“You are even sweeter than chocolate,” she said. You felt your cheeks warm up a little, running your hand through her loosely tied hair.
You two decided to check on the mix, making them into balls and then covering them in sprinkles. The result tasted really sweet as you two commented on your hard work.
You decided to then watch a movie. You were checking if there was anything on the TV when you heard sounds coming from the kitchen. Rolling your eyes, you called for your girlfriend.
“Don’t eat everything, Jojo”
“I can’t help it,” Jolyne mumbled, you could hear that she has already stuffed her mouth with sweets. She then took some of the brigadeiros as well as salty snacks to you. You already had blankets prepared for the full cuddling session.
Jolyne moved closer as you shared your blanket with her. Without hesitation, she wrapped her arms around you, cuddling you as you two lied down, surrounded by soft pillows around you. You had previously dimmed the lights for the full movie atmosphere.
As a first movie was playing, you felt her itching closer to you.
“Hey” she whispered in your ear “hey, hey” she continued.
“Yes?” you answered back, not quite sure what to expect.
“Wanna hear a spoiler?” you could almost hear the cheekiness in her voice as Jojo smiled evilly.
“Don’t you dare,” you harshly whispered back.
“But what if the main character…”
“Don’t”
“Well…hypothetically………was to die at the end?”
“Jolyne!” you exclaimed.
“Well, HYPOTHETICALLY”
“It means he will, right?” you sighed, now turning your head towards Jojo.
“Well, who knows?~” she winked at you, kissing your cheek affectionately.
“I can’t with you, Jojo. He better not die at the end,” you eyed her half-sternly as she made puppy eyes. She brought you closer into the hug, placing her head on your chest area, using you as a pillow.
“Don’t fall asleep on me,” you casually warned her, itching down to kiss her head.
“You are way too comfortable,” Jolyne answered, squeezing you a little. You traced patterns on her arms as you two were about the finish the movie. Thankfully, the main character did not die.
You decided to put on another film.
“Oh, this one! I saw it, here the dude actually dies!” Jolyne suddenly spoke up.
“STOP!” you half chuckled, getting up and hitting her with a pillow.
“Oh, it’s on” Jolyne smirked, getting herself a pillow and starting the fight.
Neither of you eventually won as Jolyne tiredly tackled you, effectively hugging you again.
“Alright, draw?” she asked, panting a little.
“Yes, please” was your answer.
Jojo itched closer, kissing you as you wrapped your arms around her neck. After couple of second, you broke it off. You felt Jolyne kiss your nose as you two got comfortable again.
“Hey, you know…”
“What is it?”
“I want you to meet my parents”
This was not what you expected.
“Well, we have met…” you said, unsure if you could call it a ‘real’ meeting. You surely met her mother multiple times. In case of her father, the circumstances weren’t the best.
“No, no, for real this time. Without all….this, without the panic and the need to bail me out” your girlfriend chuckled at the fond memory “they seem interested in learning about my social life….well, mom mostly. You know how my dad is,” Jolyne explained, her eyes shifting a little at the mention of her father.
“Yeah… he is pretty intimidating,” you hesitated on how to describe the man.
“More like lame. He still wears his snake pants even though he is forty. Talk about fashion disaster,” Jolyne rolled her eyes, laughing a little as she remembered the infamous outfit of her dad.
“Well, how about a dinner or something?” you suggested. The look on Jolyne’s face has changed to an excited one.
“Oh, that would be great! And we can make brigadeiros again!” she faced you, smiling widely at the idea of cooking together again.
“That is, if you won’t eat everything before we will meet them,” you raised your eyebrow, chuckling as Jolyne’s expression changed into a slightly offended one.
“Rude”
Jojo pinched your side a little, making you yelp.
“Alright, alright~” you pecked her lips.
She turned towards the small table, taking her phone from it. Jojo messaged her mom as your eyes were on the TV.
“I asked about the date and if my dad will be available,” Jolyne explained, putting her phone away and hugging you again.
After a couple of minutes, you heard a notification sound. Jolyne took her phone, opening the messages.
“How about the next weekend? We don’t have any plans, right?” she asked, ready to type the response back.
“None that I remember of,” you answered.
“Then it is settled,” Jojo concluded “Ah, maybe now my mom will stop nagging me about you. She is always asking about you. Dad also, even if a bit awkwardly. But he does care, in his own way.”
You smiled hearing Jolyne speak of her father. It was still complicated for her to accept him but slowly, she started to open up a little. Jotaro sometimes messaged her, asking about her life, even if awkwardly. The man would usually send her picture of the ocean. He became a part of her life, for once.
Remembering your first encounter with the man himself, you couldn’t help but go back to the endless battles in the prison. Your eyes shifted to Jolyne’s arms and all the battle scars on her delicate skin. You traced her arm lightly, which was not left unaware by your girlfriend.
“Do they hurt?” you couldn’t help but to ask.
“Not really, maybe sometimes they feel itchy,” Jojo explain, eyeing her arm a little, without further interest.
“I am sorry I couldn’t-“
“Shush, don’t,” she quickly shut you down, hugging you closer so that you could look her in the eyes. “We both know there was nothing you or anyone could do as I faced multiple battles alone. We all did,” she explained, a slightly sad smile on her face “we are alive and that’s all that matters” Jojo concluded.
“Still…” you tried to say something else.
“It’s all in the past,” Jolyne kissed your cheek, “I am now here with you, in the present,” she continued, now unraveling her arms from around you.
“We are okay” she put her soft hands on your cheeks, tracing them a little as she kissed your nose “and I am happy with you,” she kissed your cheeks, smiling slightly as she saw a notion of a blush on your face. Jolyne itched closer, tilting her head a little.
“Me too” you whispered before she brought you into a kiss.