The Ludicrous Escapade Pt.3

Mascar-pony

Johnny rubbed at his eyes, still a little groggy from being shot in the head.

You looked over at Johnny, giving him a small smile, "Oh, hey, you're up. You feeling okay?"

The Joestar returned the gesture, "Yeah. I think so." His gaze moved between you and Gyro. "Are you two still fighting with each other?"

"Of course not." Gyro slung an arm around your shoulders and grinned. "We're all good now."

You brushed his arm away. "Why don't you go put your shirt back on, Gyro."

The Zeppeli picked his clothes up off the ground. "Are you sure? I can leave it off, you know."

"I'm not going to force you to put a shirt on. Leave it off if you want."

Johnny began inspecting the situation a little closer, especially noticing the smudged green lipstick. He waited for you to get closer, not sure if it was something he should even be asking about. "Um... (Y/N)... Did you kiss Gyro...?" He pointed to his mouth.

"No. You've got it flipped. Gyro's the one who kissed me." You hadn't asked for it or anything.

"Are you and Gyro... together?" He was seriously wondering if you and the Italian had started dating while he was unconscious. How long had he been out for?

"No... You know how he is. He just does whatever the hell he wants. Why he did it, I'm not entirely sure. Some kind of attempt to seduce me into staying? To try and prove I don't favor you over him?" You shrugged. You had been kissed so many times throughout your life that you didn't think it was anything worth making a big deal over. You would prefer to just move on with your existence.

Narancia stuck his head in through the wall, "I gave the Stand back to Hot Pants. Do you need me to do anything else?"

"No, you can go back to the void if you want."

"Okie doki." He had been playing a board game with the others before you had brought him out. It was probably his turn by now.

You decided to walk out onto the porch to more properly clean your face. If Johnny had noticed, you obviously hadn't done a good enough job wiping it off.

Gyro leaned on the table near where the Joestar was sitting. "I'm telling you, Johnny, if you really like her, you have to do something about it. You can't sit around and wait for something to happen." He crossed his arms, still smiling cockily. "I'm already winning her over and she doesn't even realize it."

Johnny looked up at the Zeppeli. "I think she does realize what you're trying to do. I'm just not sure that she cares."

"Hey, that's just rude, Johnny." Gyro poked the Joestar's shoulder. "And remember, sharing is caring and all that. Who's going to stop us? She was in a breakup not too long ago, right? That Bruno guy or whatever. We could help her... move on, so to speak. Though I suppose we should actually talk to her about it if we decide to do something like that..." And with that he left the house, ready to tell you the new joke he had just thought up.

Johnny sat there for a moment to comprehend everything Gyro had just said to him. He knew the man was right about some things. Just watching from afar wouldn't change anything. He didn't yet have the confidence to confess, but he could probably try a little harder. He shook his head and let out a sigh, figuring he should probably get out of the house, too.

By the time he did, you had already cleaned off the lipstick, but he wasn't expecting to see you reading something while sitting on the porch steps.

"What is this?" Gyro picked up the now empty envelope next to you that had your name scrawled on it.

"The letter Ringo Roadagain was talking about." Having read it ten times, you thought it was fine for them see it too. You held it up to Gyro so he could take it if he wanted.