The Mystery Past of the Millionaire - JotaroxReader

Chapter Six

Y/N POV

I woke up and I was in a room that was very plain. There was a bed, desk, and a dresser that had a flatscreen sitting on top of it. There really wasn't anything on the walls besides a photo collage above the desk. Nobody else was in here with me, it was just me. The photos didn't have any faces, they were all scenery or animals. The closet door was peeking open so I went to go look in it. 

Inside of the closet, there were barely any clothes. A black turtle neck, some t-shirts, nice pants, a huge white trench coat with pendents, and a huge black trench coat with a massive chain on the collar. On the shelf at the top of the closet were a line of different hats. There was even a white and black on that matched the coats. I didn't figure it out at first, but these were all Jotaro's clothes. If these are all Jotaro's, that means that this is probably his room. His room was very small and I even felt cramped sitting in it. I can't imagine how Jotaro felt. 

Confused, I walked out of his room and to the bathroom that was right across the hall. Unlike his bedroom, the bathroom had beach decorations everywhere. I felt like I was in my grandmothers house. It just makes me wonder why he has next to nothing in his room. Maybe it's because everybody sees everywhere else besides his room?

I finished using the restroom and my stomach was growling. I peeked out into the living room/dining room area and didn't see Jotaro standing there. How did I end up staying here last night? I do remember being pretty tired, but I swear I only took an hour long nap. Maybe I just didn't get up so he let me stay here. Then how would I end up in his room? Did he have to carry me?!

There were so many questions, but they weren't worth thinking about. It had already happened, so now I guess I have to act like it was normal. I can't help it though, all I can imagine is Jotaro's strong muscular arms lifting me and helping get into his bed. This was enough to make me blush. It's a good thing he isn't here to see it. 

Seeming as he just went grocery shopping yesterday, I'm assuming he has something that I can eat in here. I walked over the cabinets and saw a note sitting on the counter. 

"Went to work. I'll be back around six tonight. Help yourself to anything in the house. 

Please don't go into the safe that's in my room. Knowing you, you would be able to figure out the password in seconds. Assuming you read this in the morning, there's breakfast already made in the fridge. I figured you would be hungry when you woke up. 

- Jotaro"

Well, I'm not going to refuse any of that, but I'm really curious about that safe. How are you going to include it in the note and expect me not to take a peek? Maybe I'll bend the rules, just a little bit, and see if my guessing skills are up to par. I mean I have a good amount of time before he gets home. He wouldn't mind if I snooped around a bit, right? I mean he was pretty much begging me to. I shrugged my shoulders, grabbed what he made this morning, and brought it to his room where I began the search.