Vows- Jotaro Kujo x Reader

Part 17

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"There is no flesh bud..." Joseph observed, examining the old man's forehead.

Avdol folded his arms.

"I don't think this piece of shit needed one. Men like this don't need much convincing to do something like this."

You glanced down at the corpse and quickly looked away.

The split tongue was something you would happily never see again.

Before anyone could continue the conversation, a soda can rolled down the aisle.

Joseph's eyes followed it.

Then his expression changed.

"Uh oh."

You didn't like the sound of that.

"What?"

Joseph looked toward the cockpit.

"I don't think this plane is flying straight anymore."

"Oh, you've got to be kidding me."

Without another word, he took off toward the front of the aircraft.

Everyone followed.

"Sir, you can't be up here!" one of the flight attendants protested.

Joseph ignored her entirely.

"You think I don't know that?!"

The woman barely had time to react before he disappeared into the cockpit.

Jotaro wasn't far behind.

"Move."

The two attendants stepped aside immediately.

You stared at them.

The plane was potentially moments away from crashing and they were still staring after him.

Incredible.

"I'm sorry," you said as you hurried past them. "He's rude to everyone."

"Y/N."

"Be nicer."

Jotaro sighed.

Behind you, Kakyoin offered the attendants a charming smile.

"Please forgive him."

The women immediately brightened.

You looked back.

"Unbelievable."

Kakyoin smirked.

"What?"

"The plane is crashing."

"And?"

"You're flirting."

He placed a hand over his heart.

"I'm wounded."

You rolled your eyes and entered the cockpit.

The humor vanished instantly.

Both pilots were dead.

Their bodies slumped over the controls, blood staining their uniforms.

"Their tongues..." Avdol muttered.

Jotaro grimaced.

"He got them before we knew he was here."

Joseph slid into the pilot's seat and immediately began checking the controls.

His face paled.

"We're losing altitude."

Silence.

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