Our Tiny Little Secret | Jotaro X Reader Omegaverse

Chapter 6

     "Weren't we just here?" Jotaro asked bluntly as we stepped over familiar branches frustratingly. I clenched the map in my hands enough to rip the shit, but I held my composure tightly together with the duck tape I'd packed in case I was injured somehow.

     "Why the fuck are you even here?" I asked through harshly gritted teeth. "It's not like you To be nosy."

     "It's not like you to be a fucking idiot," he countered, swiping the map from my hands easily. "This woman is the strongest Omega in Japan. You're a high school student who can't throw a punch 'cause she's got her head stuck in her panties."

     I scowled, twitching for a fight at the provoking words. "I don't think you understand my situation all that well, Kujo."

     "I don't think you understand that you're going to some hags house alone in the middle of the woods where you could be murdered and no one would hear you scream. No one would come. No one would help. This bitch could snap you in half without so much as a grunt, and you could do nothing about it."

     "You're worried I'd be killed?" I asked, arching a brow in disbelief. "You're worried?"

     "I just don't think you're in your right mind right now," he huffed, moving his finger calmly along the path we were supposed to be following. "You're my partner for the SGSA. If you die, I'll have no partner; it's as simple as that." He took a sharp breath before pointing toward my right. "That's the path we need to follow."

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     The woman's house was horribly broken down. I worried she wasn't there anymore the moment I saw the shattered windows and crumbling walls. In the end, though, the lights twinkling through the horrifying glass proved my theory to be right.

     "I wonder... if we knock, will the house tumble down? Like The Three Little piggies?" I snorted, a stupid grin finding my face as I tapped my knuckles on the door. "No... rather... it feels like a witch lives here, doesn't it?"

     "It just looks abandoned," he stated, ruining the little fun I'd gathered from our dull surroundings.

     "Live a little, Kujo," I grumbled, knocking again on the delicate wood. "Hello? Is anybody home? I'm looking for a... uh... Kaya Shiro!"

     I heard rustling from inside. The shuffling of glass, for sure, and the flipping of papers and the footsteps of a lightly weighted person on a horribly old floor.

     "Ms. Shiro?" I called out again. "I need your help!"

     "Get off my property!" a voice suddenly warned. "I'll call the police!"

     "Ms. Shiro, I'll get right to the chase! I'm an Alpha, but I'm also an Omega! You know, right? I'm sure you know what I mean! I need your help!"

     "I don't know what you mean!" she denied, her old voice quivering with each little word. "I'm calling the police in twenty seconds!"

     I looked at Jotaro in alarm, but he stood so calmly beside me. I didn't know what else to say. That was what I wanted to say. That was it, and she'd chosen not to help. Did we just leave?

     "Ms. Shiro," Jotaro suddenly called out, looking at the ground with brows scrunched like paper between his eyes. "We're both high school students from a neighboring town. We... don't know what's happening to her. She's becoming an Omega, and, if somebody finds out, we'll probably be thrown in jail. We... we just want answers. Maybe some solutions."

     My own brows were raised to my hairline in surprise. So Kujo could talk like a fucking pussy? I nearly laughed. Sure, it'd probably worked. It was honestly a good move, but... it was so fucking pathetic.

     The door... opened. An old, black orb peered through the tiniest crack to see us. Sure enough, we were still in our uniforms, though Jotaro looked like a thirty-year-old man.

     I took a deep breath, swallowing my own pride for once and tilting my head sorrowfully. "Please?" I whimpered softly, clenching my fists behind my back as she continued to wonder what she should do.

     "Alright," she finally agreed, opening the door with a long sigh. "I swear on my husband's name, you're the last girl I'm helping in this lifetime. No!" She froze, pointing a finger at me like a disgusting bug she just couldn't catch. "In any lifetime."

     "Thank you... Ms. Shiro," I said in hesitation, wondering if Jotaro had actually made a good decision in coming along. She gave off such a strong aura. She was so fucking tiny; she was an Omega, but there was something off. Something too wrong to be ignored. I knew, without a doubt, this old hag would beat me instantly if we were to fight.

     "Hey, Kujo," I whispered, nudging the arm dangling beside me carefully and silently. "Ain't got a good feeling."

     He tilted his head only slightly, staring at me with his menacing gaze without a noticeable emotion in sight. "Scared?"

     "Just not stupid," I spat, using his own fucking words against the asshole. "You're bigger than she is. Could you watch her closely?"

     "What about you?" he asked curiously, looking back at the woman far ahead of us as we traveled through the rooms of the crumbling junk. "Are you going to have some tea with Miss Omega? Perhaps chat about your boy problems until the sun rises?"

     "What the fuck?" I chuckled, itching at my cheek as I looked from the woman to Jotaro. "I'm just not in my right mind. That's all."

     He nodded. After all, they were his own fucking words.

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