JJBA Reader Insert One-Shots

Jotaro x Reader: "Cute"

The sunlight burned against your skin as you walked through the streets of Cairo. It had been a while since you had seen Avdol or Mr. Joestar, and Iggy was no doubt stuffing his face into some trashcan or another. You were walking with to Jotaro, Polnareff dragging behind the two of you. Your hand brushed against his occasionally, but he hadn't complained, so hopefully you weren't too close for comfort.

Your previous encounter with one of Dio's servants, a sword named Anubis, had been a bit of a struggle. In the end, Polnareff had stabbed Jotaro in the stomach before you could stop him. You had tried your hardest to hold back your tears as you helped him limp to the hospital. You knew he would be perfectly fine; Jotaro was always fine. But it felt like your heart was caught in your throat every time he received an injury that might have proven fatal to a normal person. That was probably when you realised, as you changed the soft gauze pad pressed against the wound on his shredded (in more ways than one) abdomen: you cared for him.

You were jerked out of your thoughts as you ran into a stiff arm. A gasp escaped your lips, and you looked up at Jotaro. He looked over his shoulder, a suspicious expression crossing his face.

"Where's Polnareff?" He whipped around, taking long strides backtracking your previous steps. You struggled to keep alongside him, breaking out into a run. He turned a corner and disappeared, however soon you reached where he had stopped, and bent over, panting slightly.

"That's me! It's me! It's me!" The frantic cries came from a small boy. You peered down at him, confused. His hair was tall and white, and he wore an oversized black top...

"Yare yare daze, my mistake for asking a kid." Jotaro immediately turned on his heel.

"W-Wait!" You called after him. Something seemed odd. You looked back at the kid, just long enough to see his pleading eyes. And his earrings. His broken heart earrings. "Jotaro, come back!" You chased after him, grabbing his arm, but he shook you off with force. "I think it is Polnareff," Jotaro turned the corner, but you continued to beg, "We should go back," he didn't stop. You grunted in frustration, taking it upon yourself to run back to where you had seen the boy.

But he had vanished. Then you felt a massive hand on your shoulder.

"(Y/n), let's go." You muttered a refusal but he grabbed your wrist, pulling you backwards. You sighed.

"Maybe he went back to the hotel?" Jotaro scoffed as your remark, and you groaned. "Well–" Suddenly, his eyes flashed open. You knew that this signalled an attack and dropped to your fighting stance, looking around for the threat.

"Watch it," his voice was low but forceful as he swept you aside, no doubt dodging an incoming attack. You yelped as you saw a large shadow looming on the ground. But you couldn't see its owner. Jotaro looked at you with astonishment.

"J-Jotaro, what was that?" he abruptly grabbed you by the waist, flinging you into his arms as he darted away. "Jo," The rhythmic pace of of his running was almost soothing. "Jo..." You snuggled into his massive arms as you fell asleep.

Your stomach hurt. You sat up and yawned, rubbing your eyes.

"(y/n)'s awake." You looked to the corner. Three men were standing in a circle. Two of them were big and scary, but one of them seemed nice. Maybe you knew him from somewhere.

You climbed out of the big comfy bed and ran over to him. You poked his leg.

"Excuse me! Excuse me!" He looked down at you with a frown. You frowned back. "I'm hungry." The man crouched down to look into your eyes. He was really big.

"Yare yare... Well, you'll have to wait for a bit." You stomped your foot.

"But my tummy hurts!" he rolled his eyes.