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"Do you understand?"- Mr Kujo

Y/n chose to sit in a double seat as the Instructor was telling them what was to be done once they arrived in Mexico. "JoJo~ I saved you a seat!" A couple of girls attempted to get his attention but were completely ignored when he sat down next to y/n. She was about to slip on her headphones when she felt her chair being kicked and it turned out to be the girl from earlier. "Miss me bitch?" Y/n sighed, her brow twitching. 'What the hell is her problem?' She wondered, glancing at Jotaro. "I wanna move seats, I ain't tryna get a headache from this twelve hour flight." Jotaro raised his hand to get the instructor's attention. "Yes." They said pointing at him. "This seat isn't comfortable, are there any spare seats at the back?" Jotaro asked in respect, surprising y/n and the instructor sent them to the back. Y/n sank into her seat and thanked him. "You're surprisingly respectful. I thought you were quite impudent." He glanced at her, displeased. "You think a lot of things wrong then." Y/n frowned. "Then tell me about yourself, I want to get to know you." She watched as he sighed, closing his eyes for a while. He opened them and looked at her. "What do you want to know?" Y/n brightened up as her lips stretched into a smile, taking her time to think of a question as she checked him out. "Was this outfit custom made? The hat literally blends in with your hair."

"What kind of quest- ask a different one." He said relaxing into his seat with his arms crossed. "Fine, where are you from?"

"Japan. I'm half Japanese and half British."

"Niiice. How tall are you?" I'm guessing 6'2."

"Close, 6'5."

"Oh wow! mine's the opposite, 5'6. What's your favourite colour?"

"I like transparent colours, and before you ask what that is," he added after seeing y/n's confused expression "It's colours that are seen through, like a window."

"Well nah then." She laughed. "I've just never heard someone say that before. Transparent colours, pft your funny! What do you like it on anyways, like church windows? Do you go to church?"

"Church no, normal windows, yes and anything transparent, especially glass. I like when light shines through it."

Y/n nodded with a pleased expression, this was the most he had said to her since they first met. "I don't have a favourite colour." He huffed through his nose. "Why not?"

"It changes like every year, and all colours are beautiful, depending on its shade."

The conversation continued, questions jumping back and forth between the two until y/n had to use the toilet. She pushed herself off her seat, facing Jotaro as she scooted past him. As she stepped over his leg, which took up a lot of space, her other foot got caught on the leg of the seat in front, making her lose her balance. She luckily stopped herself just in time, planting both her arms on either side of his head as they locked eyes. Her heart spiralled, not only from the close proximity, but from how she could feel the warmth of his large hands from her hips, gripping firmly to steady her. His face altered, only a slightly raised brow and parted lips. "You could have asked me to stand up, you know." He sighed, helping her out. "Uh, right sorry." was all she projected, feeling her palms and armpits sweat and sped to the toilet. When she locked the door she leaned onto a wall to calm her heartbeat. 'Woah, we were so close that I could smell his cologne... and his hands, the way they felt on me...' Y/n fanned herself and splash water on her face. She looked in the mirror and raised her brows at herself whilst pointing. "Stop it! He's hot, fine, but control yourself." She hissed and did her business.

When Y/n got back, this time Jotaro stood up, lowering his head to hide his face as she thanked him and went in. "Sorry about that, I should have just asked, and I didn't do that on purpose if that's what you're thinking..." She said sincerely, knowing that it made him uncomfortable. He only shook his head with his eyes closed. "Yare yare daze. I'm sure you also didn't sleep on my bed on purpose." Y/n leaned back with her eyes furrowed. "I what and when!?" He turned to her with a bored expression. "When you first arrived. I walked into my dorm to find someone sleeping on my bed, and had to carry them to their own, which I struggled doing." Now she had her mouth agape. "Right. I eat well okay. You're just weak under all that muscle." She knew he was joking from the way he said it, gently punching his arm. She then covered her mouth to yarn, falling back into her seat as her eyes slowly gave up on her.