Mine 2 | Yandere!JJBA x Reader

➷ Jolyne | Caged

This can be seen as a sequel to 'Jolyne | Soon.'

Also, this is a 2-parter so expect Hermes next!

Enjoy!

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The soft pitter-patter of rain filled the silence of the basement, the chill set in the air seeping deep in your bones. The soft, warm blankets and plush pillows that once filled your cage had been taken away as a punishment since many attempts at escape after your capture has proved to be futile.

Rubbing your hands together, you gently blow on them, attempting to warm them. When that proves useless, you tuck arms into your shirt and wrap them around your stomach.

You shiver, stomach clenching painfully as you try to warm up.

"How much longer will I have to suffer," you wondered.

Your stomach rumbles loudly, reminding you of your present hunger.

Before you had been placed in the cage, the meals that were brought to you were laced with something that constantly made you feel weak and exhausted. When Hermes could not be there to watch you, Jolyne drugged you when she was planning to leave the house. Hating the constant fatigue, you began to refuse any meal she made for you.

You had gone on a hunger strike, which proved to increase your suffering along with the cold.

The sound of the basement door creaking open causes you to tense, the slight creak of the steps making your heart thump painfully. When the lights click on you flinch, eyes watering from the sudden change from darkness to light.

Slowly, you turn your head away from the steps, refusing to acknowledge Jolyne's presence once she stood in front of your cage.

The normally uncomfortable silence is filled in by the rain, the soft pitter-patter transitioning into harsh thumps.

Or maybe that was just the loud, painful beating of your heart.

Jolyne's intense gaze causes you some discomfort, yet you still refuse to acknowledge her presence.

"Gimme a break, [Y/n]," she sighs, "You make me feel like the bad guy here."

You suppress a snort at that, knowing that it's the truth so, instead, you send her a withering glare.

Your angered expression only causes Jolyne's face to flush and a smile to appear on her face. The sight of her unabashed desire is nothing new, yet somehow, it still frightens you.

"That's it," she preens. "Look at me. Be it your love, hate, or disgust, I don't care. Just look at me."

A shiver jolts through you, yet it's not from the cold as you turn away from Jolyne, expression one of fright.

"Come on, [Y/n], won't you look at me?" She pouts.

The answer to that is simply met by the rain, causing her to frown.

"Gimme a break," she sighs.

Assuming Jolyne would leave after receiving the silent treatment, you relax. Your relaxation did not last long when you feel her lithe yet strong arms wrap around you.

To this day, you still are unaware of how she slips into the cage without a key.

You flinch when you feel her press her face against your neck, kissing the exposed skin.

"If you won't look at me, will you talk to me? It's been so long since I've heard your beautiful voice." She mumbles before pressing another kiss to your neck followed by one against the shell of your ear.

You clench your teeth, too preoccupied with the sudden presence of warmth ridding the chill from your body.

Jolyne was hot, almost too hot for your chilled body to handle yet at the same time the feeling was welcomed.

The young woman practically purrs when you unconsciously ease back against her, seeking the warmth her body provided.

Snuggled close to you, Jolyne takes note of your opened mouth. In anticipation, she stares at your plush lips, waiting to hear your voice after so long.

"I hate you." You whisper with tears falling down your cheeks.

It was clear to the Cujoh that you didn't mean it since she knew you were simply upset from being locked in the cage for so long.

So, while holding you close she gently pets your head and with a smile, states, "I love you, too."