JJBA Oneshots

Giorno Giovanna; Moody.

A/N: requested by @esthelizer. I thought this idea was superrrr cute, I picked Giorno but I'll definitely have to do something like this with Joseph and other characters sometime as well I love this so much!! I made the baby a girl as well because the thought of Giorno being a girldad makes me weak😫.

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The hall was loud and boisterous and you struggled to find a spot to fit in. You felt like you didn't belong here, but your husband Giorno surely did. He was a man with a lot of power, and often had to hold extravaganza parties like this. You didn't like parties much to begin with, and being eight months pregnant surely didn't help. Giorno was off mingling, he didn't like leaving your side at these type of events but you understood he simply had to for his career. With your husband nowhere to be found, and because no one even knew your name here, you were alone. It would only be a few hours, you could manage- you had before after all.

You managed to steal a spot by the punch bowl, the table decorated with white linen cloth being mostly empty since most people were drinking alcoholic beverages. You filled your cup with the glass ladle and took a sip. As you pulled the cup from your lips you felt your daughter crocodile-roll around your stomach. Which was not great for your already aching lower back. You grumbled a little bit and braced yourself against the table, leaning against it. You loved being pregnant and obviously loved your baby but being this far along was quite miserable sometimes and you knew it was only going to get worse til you gave birth.

Suddenly you felt a hand at your side, and you jolted a bit at the sudden touch. You turned your head to see your husband who had seemingly appeared out of thin air. He noticed your spooked expression and immediately looked apologetic. "Sorry, how are you and baby?." His hand wandered from your side over to your belly, rubbing it a bit . "I'm sore and miserable, the baby's foot is kicking my hip and she's pressing on my bladder- overall we're doing swimmingly." Giorno couldn't help but chuckle at your sarcasm. "I'm sorry my love, we'll be able to leave soon." Soon...sure, more like in three hours. "I know," You sighed, waving him off. "Ugh...I shouldn't have worn these heels, my feet are swelling."

Giorno bit down on his lip for a second, before leaning in closer to you. "On second thought, why don't we just get out of here right now?." His hand still lingered on your belly.

Your brows furrowed. "Giorno you'd probably get in trouble-."

"Who cares, my wife and little girl want to go home so home we shall go, hmm?."

"Well I can't really complain about that, can I?." You laughed a little bit, smiling at him. "Great! Now the only problem is going to be getting out of here without being noticed..."

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The sound of your dress unzipping echoed through the bedroom of your penthouse, your husbands hands working against the metal. Your dress slinked down against your silhouette to your ankles. You stepped out and nearly broke your leg since your heels were still on. "Stupid shoes..." You grumbled before managing to successfully kick them off. "Honey just sit on the bed and relax."

You obliged him and scurried over to the bed, climbing ontop of what felt like a cloud. Giorno picked up after you, putting your dress in the dirty clothes for you and putting your heels back into your closet. "I don't know if I can go to another one of those stupid things, Giorno. No offense. I'm wayyyy too pregnant now."

"Don't worry about it, you don't have to come if you don't want to," Giorno smiled at you. "Do your feet hurt? Let me give you a massage."

You weren't going to retort- he knew how much you enjoyed them. Being pregnant your feet ached constantly and we're always so swollen and anything to relieve some of that pain was heaven sent. You leaned back onto the bed against the pillows and he perched at the edge of the bed and got to work.

"You've been so moody and tense lately, is there anything I can do to help more?." Although Giorno meant well, due to the look on your face his life flashed before his eyes. "Thank you, Giorno but there's nothing you can do to help. If you were carrying around a watermelon in your uterus you'd be moody too." You rolled your eyes. Giorno stayed quiet for a moment but still smiled. "I love you so much."

"I love you more," You cooed, smiling back at him. "Have you decided on a name yet?." You could tell the answer to your question by the expression on his face. "Dear lord, still?."

You had given Giorno the honor to be the sole decider on your daughters name- which obviously turned out to be a mistake. "At this rate she's not going to have a name til she's ten years old." You grumbled.

"I'm taking my time! It's a big decision!." He defended himself. "Come on Giorno, we only have a month left! Are you really going to take so long that you finally pick her name on the day she's born?."

"Maybe.."