lost (jotaroxfemreader)

13

waking up this morning was a whole new experience for y/n, especially when she couldn't move at all.
groggily opening her eyes, instead of turning away from the sunlight creeping through the blinds she was caged in by... something warm and heavy?

turning her head slightly, she came face to face with a sleeping jotaro.

it definitely is a dream, wake up y/n.

she stared the sleeping boy's face, his facial expression was soft. y/n admired his long dark eyelashes, his sun kissed skin and those beautiful lips of his. looking even closer, she noticed a little bit of morning stubbles growing in around his jaw. that was somehow incredibly adorable to her, it was the first time seeing him in such a relaxed and peaceful state.

it was just the perfect moment for y/n's brain to bring back the memories from the night before.

her soft smile slowly dropped to a look of pure shock and horror.

'holy-

shit.'

it definitely wasn't a dream, and she felt like digging a grave for herself.

what will he think when he wakes up?

millions of thoughts were racing through her mind, she felt her heart drumming against her chest.
she had never in her life felt this way, and she didn't know how to react.

her body was telling her to stay in the warm embrace of his arms but her mind was telling her to run.

then she suddenly made the realisation, if either holly or joseph walked in they would most definitely get the wrong idea.

holding her breath and gently as possible she lifted his arm draped across her shoulder. she then awkwardly shuffled her way out of the bed, checking every so often to see if he's been woken.

jotaro let out a soft grumble as she started tiptoeing towards the door. y/n froze on the spot before turning around to look but to only to find that he had shifted slightly in his sleep.

her eyes lingered slightly on his sleeping form, a warm feeling filling her chest. it felt almost sad to leave him and she couldn't understand why.

he's just a friend, right?

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it was still early in the morning as y/n left the kujo residence, she was somewhat relieved to see that no one was around as they must of been asleep still.

she had torn an empty page from her notepad and wrote a thank you note for jotaro and his family for letting her stay the night and left it on the kitchen counter before she left, avoiding any sort awkward encounters or conversations.

she clutched and tugged her coat closer to her body as she walked down the quiet street. the sun was still rising and the wind was icy as it blew against her. she was still in the pyjama pants and shirt that holly had kindly let her borrow for the night, she planned to wash it and return it jotaro at school the next week.
she knew she must of looked like some sort of crazy homeless person as she walked through the neighbourhood if anyone saw her and yet it didn't bother her at all, she felt as if she was walking on cloud-nine. everything that morning looked beautiful, she took her time walking home.