The Mystery Past of the Millionaire - JotaroxReader

Chapter Eight

Jotaro's POV

I came back from work and saw Y/N sitting on the couch reaching for her book. She asked me how work was and I told her about the labs. Then she asked about how she ended up staying here. When I told her, she looked like her dog just died. She started apologizing, but I could sense that there was more to what she was saying. I have a feeling she got a little nosy. I don't mind though, even if she asked, I would have shown her what the contents of the journal were. 

While she was apologizing, I was thinking of a way that I could respond to her without coming across as a douche. 

"You're all good. I actually don't mind being like that every night." I sent her a wink and a smirk knowing that she would get extremely flustered. It happens almost every time I come into contact with her. I wouldn't mind seeing that everyday. 

I still think it's crazy that I've only just started talking to her again and I feel like we never stopped talking in the first place. I'm already falling for her and I barely remember anything about her. I start to remember little by little as time moves forward. I wish I could spend more time with her so I can get to know her. 

"How about I take an extended vacation? It's been a while and I want to spend time with you. I want to remember what it was like back then to be your closest friend." I smiled and reached for my phone in my pocket. Y/N didn't even have the time to think about the question.

I could tell she wanted to agree. She didn't even have to speak a word before I texted my boss that I would be taking an extended vacation. Of course, since everyone seems to be terrified of me, I pretty much get whatever I want whenever I want it. I'm not complaining though, it makes my life a thousand times easier. 

I want to take her shopping first. I mean if she's going to be staying with me, she's going to want more than one pair of clothes. I would also like to get her a thank you gift for helping me with everything recently. I may have not known before, but I've missed her more than I will ever admit to myself or anyone who asks. I will do everything I can to make sure she's happy.

I walked over to Y/N and held my hand out. "We are going to go shopping. If you're staying with me, you're going to want more clothes than you have now. It also takes place as a thank you gift. It's for helping me remember everything, not because I'm willing to waste my money." I gave her a soft smile to let her know that I was just kidding around. She smiled and took my hand as we left the apartment. We ended holding hands the entire way to the store and I hadn't even noticed. 

We were about to walk into one of the stores when I saw a man practically drooling over Y/N. Perhaps he doesn't see me standing here, but if he doesn't take his eyes away, he's going to see me and it won't be pretty. He didn't seem to notice me burning holes into his head so I let go of her hand and calmly walked over to where he was standing. I towered over him so it wasn't too difficult to intimidate him. His eyes became wide and he ran away before I could even get a word out. I felt a small hand on the small of my back and I quickly spun around. 

"Thank you Jotaro, but you didn't have to traumatize the poor boy."

"Sorry, but I don't really enjoy other men staring at you."

I said this and instantly regretted it. What if she thought I only viewed her as my property or something? I didn't mean to make it sound like that. I didn't mean for it to come across as if we were together either. 

I looked down at her and saw that she was smiling. It was soft, but it was enough to make me calm down from my near panic attack. She reached her arms around me and drew me into her embrace. I was basically floating from the hug. It was simple, but there was so much behind the hug. I could feel every bit of it. I never want to leave this spot. I never want to leave her again. 

I hope that she feels the same for me. 

We continued walking down the sidewalk and there were a few people who had asked to take a photo with me. I could tell Y/N was starting to get a little irritated, so I tried finding the nearest store. It was a clothing store that seemed to only have dresses. Hopefully Y/N liked them because the next store was a little ways away. I don't think she would enjoy taking anymore photos of me and some other girl. 

We walked in and Y/N was immediately attached to pretty much every clothing item in the store. 

This was going to be a long shopping trip.