JJBA Reader Insert One-Shots

Jotaro x Reader x Kakyoin: "The Problem"

This was quite a predicament you had found yourself in. You weren't talking about the fact that your family had spontaneously decided to take a vacation in Egypt, the fact that you had been kidnapped by an ancient and evil vampire overlord, that somehow he had planted a bud of his own flesh in your forehead and somehow controlled you like a puppet for almost a month. It wasn't the strange powers you had discovered in yourself, nor your tracking and ambushing a group of five muscular men (and almost defeating them) with those strange powers, nor the fact that you now traveled with them to revenge yourself against the despicable Dio.

The predicament in question concerned two of those very men, or boys really: Noriaki Kakyoin and Jotaro Kujo. You were squeezed between them in the back of the grungy van on your way through the desert. Though the sun scorched down upon the sizzling sands outside the window, the air conditioning had been malfunctioning for some time, and you shivered into Jotaro's warm woolen gakuran. Kakyoin rubbed the chill bumps on your shoulder, intertwining his other fingers into yours.

They had been the pair that defeated you when you were under Dio's influence. The first thing you had seen when you regained consciousness was that pair of Kakyoin's deep purple eyes contrasted by the shining blue-green of Jotaro's irises. Both captured you in awe as they raised you to sitting. You had no idea just how much you would learn to love these two

You rubbed your thumb across his fingers as he buried his face in your hair, and you shivered feeling his breath on your neck. Kak was kind, loyal, polite and somewhat sophisticated. He would always care for you, make sure you weren't wounded or injured before charging into battle to avenge you. And as soon as he had taken his violent wrath out on his enemy, he would return to you as compassionate and loving as ever.

You felt Jotaro's head lean against yours, and he allowed your to cling to his arm with you free hand. He was so handsome, so strong and silent. He was a genius in battle, but you knew there was a soft side hidden behind his ruthlessness. You and Kak were probably the only ones who knew about his quirky obsession with marine biology, but you didn't tease him about it. Sometimes the two of you, and occasionally Kakyoin as well, would lie awake at night, and Jotaro would become the most talkative you had ever seen him when he listed every single bit of trivia he knew about dolphins.

You loved him. And you loved Kakyoin. And that was the problem. Neither of them would ever feel anything other than friendship for you, and even if they did, you wouldn't be able to choose between them. Or so you thought.

The sun was beginning to fade into the west, and Kakyoin rubbed your thigh tenderly as you pulled into the small desert town. Jotaro had wrapped his arm around your shoulder and you sighed into his chest. You three then unwillingly dragged yourself out of the car and up to the inn. Mr. Joestar began to yell at the desk clerk while Avdol translated the astonished man's panicked cries.

"They only have one twin and two king sized beds, but he says they'll give us a discount for the inconvenience," Avdol tried his best to calm the old man, and you joined in to reassure him.

"It's fine, Mr. Joestar. If you're not averse to sleeping on your own, I'm sure that Avdol and Polnareff would be happy to share a bed." Your face flushed. "And if JoJo and Kak are fine with sharing a room–"

"That would be lovely." Kakyoin stopped you mid-sentence, grasping your hand in his. Jotaro nodded in affirmation as he placed his hand on your shoulder. Adrenaline rushed through your veins at your own suggestion, and their willingness to comply.

"Then it's settled," Avdol spoke the words gently to Mr. Joestar, before turning to the clerk and paying for the night. You weren't even sure if you would be able to sleep.

The hotel was a bit chilly as the desert winds blew through the drapes. You would have shut the window if you could, but there was no glass in the ancient frame. Once you had all made the necessary arrangements for bed, you nestled yourself under the covers.