JJBA x Readers Volume 2

AU DIO : Time to Leave

So I watched this BRILLIANT video on youtube and couldn't resist using it. It just fits so well with my AU vampire family narrative.

Please go and watch it and show love if you can!
I've made the ending a bit tight tho lmao poor DIO

Also AU Giorno gets his blonde hair p much instantly I don't make the rules 🤷

Returning after an evening stroll with Giorno, you had tucked him into bed and ensured that he was fast asleep. Running a hand over his soft, golden curls, they bounced back up against your fingers. Beneath the mass of sandy hair were the deep breaths of your slumbering boy, the pink hue of his chubby cheeks reminding you that he was only mortal. How could his parents have abandoned him this way?
Stroking over his warm flesh, you finally stood up and left, peering through the crack of the door before shutting it lightly. Nobody could rip this child away from you now. No-one. Not even death itself.
Not even DIO.

At the end of the hall, there was a dining room where you and DIO used to share your meals together, before.
These days, you kept separate hours and basically led separate lives, what with the Joestars nearing and Giorno's care demanding most of your time. Instead, you chose to return to your shared boudoir, making note of your lover sat on an arm chair in the corner of the room as you entered. Surprised at his presence, you noticed a small notebook in his hand and allowed him to peruse in the quiet nonetheless. Your shallow footfalls didn't stir him normally, but you could sense that something wasn't correct with him on this evening. There was a heavy aura of darkness invisibly restricting you, the man's silent brooding choking you out.
Until he opened his mouth at last.
"Well, well, well... Look who finally decided to show up."
Swallowing, his tone made your stomach drop a little.
"I took our son out to the park just before twilight," you answered back, trying desperately not to start a fight but refusing to let his little mood lead the conversation. "I'm surprised to see you up this late, Darling. What with your continuous rising at sunrise."
"I've been waiting for you; go ahead and take a seat." Holding out his hand to the chair opposite him, you were skeptical.
DIO had been rather cold of late, snapping and shrugging you off. Taking a deep breath, you lowered yourself onto the cushion of the seat, finally meeting his unreadable gaze.
"How has your day been, my Dear?" he asked, attempting to smile with his gritted fangs through stiff lips. Usually a master of deceit, it was amusing how his gestures failed to fool you. You felt your hands lift up from your lap a little, their weight shifting as he cradled them in his own.
Cynical about this behaviour, you must have expressed that without even saying a word, DIO's face falling into a grouchy grimace. "What? I can't be cordial?"
Clearing your throat, an apology came out quickly.
"I'm just... Surprised. It's not like we converse much anymore, is it?"
Your words could wound him deep. You were honest with him and he hated it. You didn't tell him how brilliant he was or how you couldn't live without him. To everybody else, he was perfect, but to you, he was simply Dio Brando, the little boy you used to play with on London's dirty, smoggy streets.

He hated the fact that your opinion of him was the one that mattered to him the most. After the early departure of his mother, the feel of your warm flesh against his was the closest thing he had to a mother's touch back then. The way you would stick up for stupid Erina when he and his cronies were harassing her was the closest thing he had to a mother's discipline.
And now you had grown into your role as Giorno's mother despite having no relation to him. You weren't just the orphan who lived at the apothecary or the motherly touch beside him his entire life. You were perfect.
That had been the whole reason he couldn't bear to plunge the arrow into you like he did the others who cast their lives aside to pledge to him. The reason he couldn't risk sending you out to end the Joestar's pathetic existence.
He was afraid to lose you forever. Afraid to subject his son to the same loneliness that came with having no mother.
Damn Jonathan's accursed heart. It didn't beat any longer, but it retained feelings of DIO's that he thought had been discarded long ago.
It left him so furious. Humans let their feelings get in the way, not gods.