Today was a normal day, you've gotten into the routine of waking up and heading downstairs to work in your father's tavern. You've worked with your father ever since your mother died when you were 14, but that was 8 years ago.
Everyday was the same, same people, same routine, nothing ever seemed to change, the only entertainment you'd get is if there was a brawl, but even that was rare. You went about your business, taking orders and cleaning tables.
You glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, 10pm, almost closing time, but first you had to deal with the rowdier of the patrons. Near closing time was when it usually got out of hand, anyone coming in was usually drunk at this point after hopping from bar to bar for the past few hours.
"What can I get you boys?" You asked a table of 3 men.
"Well for starters, how about 3 beers and might I ask, how much are you going for?" One of the men slurred out with a grin on his face, it made you sick.
"Sorry fellas, but I'm not on the menu" you turned to grab their drinks when you felt a tight grip on your arm
"oh? You think you're too good for us?" The man tightened his grip while another man from the group stood up and began walking to you "come on baby, we arent that bad" he mumbled out and you felt his hands grip your rear.
"Don't touch me!" You slapped the man straight across the face, bringing gasps from the two others at his table.
His face turned into a scowl "how dare you!" He blurted out "you wretched harlot!" He raised his hand to strike you and you shut your eyes, preparing for the impact.
"Excuse me sir, but I do believe you should be leaving this fine lady alone" you opened your eyes to see a tall man with long blond hair with his hand grasped on the man's arm, preventing him from striking you.
"Who the fuck are you?" Your attacker blurted out
"who I am doesn't matter, you shouldn't be picking on this innocent dame" the other two men in his group stood up, you could tell a brawl was about to happen.
"What's going on out here??" You heard your father's voice boom through the tavern "I wont stand for any of that, leave!" Your father pushed passed you and shooed out the three men, waving a broom all the while.
With a huff, your father turned towards you "are you okay sweetheart?"
"Yes father, all thanks to this man" you smiled at your mysterious savior "what's your name sir?"
"Robert e.o. Speedwagon, at your service" he took your hand and placed a small kiss on your knuckles, making you blush. No man was ever that formal with you, and especially not a handsome man like Mr. Speedwagon.
"You really saved me back there, how can I ever repay you?"
"I was just doing what was right, but since you offered, how about a date?" His words made you blush harder, you were at a loss for words "but I bet a beautiful woman such as yourself must have a husband" his expression sank a little.
"No!" You blurted out "I mean, no, no I'm not married, and I would be honored to go on a date with you" his face lit up once more.
You two had your date, and you were instantly in love. Robert was kind, ambitious, handsome and had such resolve. He would visit you every night and even help out around the tavern, but one day he didnt show, then the next and the next. You started to wonder if he lost interest in you or worse, got hurt. Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months and you still haven't seen a sign of him. You tried to put him into the back of your mind, but it was harder than you thought, you were truly in love with him.
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After not seeing Robert for 2 months, you were surprised to see him step into the tavern. Your eyes widened at the sight of him, you thought you'd never see him again. You instantly ran to him and leaped into his arms, gripping him tight. To your surprise, he hugged back, and you were both locked into a tight embrace.
You pulled away and wiped the tears from your face "where did you go? I thought you left me!"
"I'm sorry, I truly am, I got caught up in something truly bizarre" he grabbed your hand and led you to a table.
Speedwagon spent the next hour explaining his tales with Mr. Joestar, they seemed like fantasy, but you believed every single word.
"I wanted to tell you, but I had to help Mr. Joestar" he held your hand in his.
You let out a sigh and smiled "I understand Robert, you always are the type to help someone in need"
"(Y/n), I've decided I want to travel, I want to see the world" he paused "but I want you to come with me.."
you couldn't believe it, he wanted you to go with him? "Oh, that sounds amazing, but I dont think father would just let me leave with a man I'm not married to"
you expected him to be sad, but his smile remained "then marry me"
"What?" Your face grew hot, was he serious?
"We'll get married and travel the world together!" He was serious.
You didnt think twice before giving your answer, an obvious yes. After receiving your father's blessing, the two of you wed and began your travels. First stop, America.
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JOJO one shots
FanfictionHey everyone, my original Jojo one shot book was deleted for some unknown reason so I started another one just in case I can't get the old one back. This new book will be the exact same as the old one so please save it to your library and send in re...