Jogo x Reader: Hot Lava

Encounter (In the flames)

One hot summer day, you're wandering around Tokyo, minding your own business. You just got out of school for the day, and you were exhausted from all the work you and your fellow classmates suffered through.
Just by thinking about your upcoming projects made your stressed, but lucky for you, you knew just how to cool yourself off. By going out for ice cream!

You made your way to the local ice cream shop, deciding what flavor to get. You also thought to yourself about how you can get some work done or study while having  your ice cream, knowing it would be time well spent. Once you enter the store you get one medium chocolate fudge cup, and as soon as you paid for your order you sat down and began to do some work.
Chocolate fudge was usually supposed to be warmer than this, but the ice cream aspect made it frosty and cool. Though this was unusual for chocolate fudge, it was perfect for a sunny day like this.
You only had one complaint though, the ice cream was giving you an everlasting brain freeze, the chocolate fudge was too cold! You could feel your head stinging as you open up Google to work on your stressful assignment, which was due tomorrow. You were wishing for something or somebody to take you away from this awful project.

But all of a sudden as you were typing on your laptop, the air seemed to get warmer and the room felt humid. Your ice cream started melting, as well. Is it really this warm outside? The warm atmosphere took your horrible brain freeze away from you, it was like some sort of act of god. The warmth felt soothing, too. You felt as though you were being held in somebody's arms, like a warm embrace.

Suddenly, a man with white hair and a blindfold on entered the shop. He was clearly in a rush, and he was sweating in a panic. After he passed the doors, he shouted out to everyone in the store. "Get out of here everyone, you'll burn to ash!" he shouted.
A customer looked at him, puzzled. "What is that guy talking about? I get that it's warm outside, but..."

Suddenly, an extremely odd figure appeared behind the man with the blindfold. The figure's skin color was pale gray, and he had something like a volcano on the top of his head. He also had only one large red eye, so you could call him more of a cyclops than human, if he were human at all that is... 

"Pathetic," said that volcanic cyclops. "I really thought you were stronger Gojo..."
The man with the blindfold slowly turned around in fear. As his face was drenched with sweat, he uttered. "The curse..." His body then was set violently aflame, just in a second.

"So you were a fraud after all." The curse mocked his victim.

After that, multiple customers and even one of the cashiers started screaming and yelling in panic. One of them was on the way to dial 911. The curse covered his ears, or at least what looked like his ears. They were sort of stubs, actually.
"Too loud..." he complained.
The curse burned everyone and everything up, the whole ice cream shop was ignited in flames. Despite everybody's traumatic experience in the fire, the flames felt oddly soothing to you. You didn't know why you weren't screaming in agony, and you had no clue why you didn't feel any of the pain everyone else was feeling, but you didn't think about it too much. The warmth was so comforting it was distracting you from all of your questions. All except one, which you asked to yourself out loud.

"Is he supposed to be a curse? He feels more like some blessing to me..."

The curse, whose back was shown to you, stood up straight after hearing your voice. "Why of course I am a curse." he says to you. "But what is going on? Why aren't you dead? You should have been burned to a crisp by now."

You replied to him with only the sound of truth in your voice. "I don't really know... I find it soothing."

The curse finally turns to you and gives you a welcoming look. This was the first time you have seen him smile in the first minutes you knew him, and he smiled at you.

"I never met a human unaffected by my fire. So stand proud, you are strong."

The curse started approaching you. Every step made the his presence stronger, but more comforting in your eyes.

"My name is Jogo," He declared. "You are...?"
"Y/n..."
"Ah, Y/n."

Jogo felt something calming in your name, like the feeling of lava streaming down an erupted volcano.

"Your name is like some sort of melody, and it is as calming as your voice." He sort of bit his lip as he said this and stared into your fragile eyes. You giggled and blushed as he said this to you. You touched your chest and felt your heartbeat as your body warmed up to him.

"Jogo... I..."
You hesitated. It wasn't like you knew him for so long that you could just confess to him, right? He was too good for you, so he would never pick you. Would he?

"Y/n, how about I take you somewhere." Jogo reached for your hand and gave it a careful squeeze. He loved the feel of your hands. You gasped as he told you this, and you fell a little short of breath. Does he feel the same way back? It's possible now that he told you that he's willing to go somewhere with you...
You grab onto his hand, agreeing to go wherever he takes you. Jogo pats you on the head and he takes you out of the burning ice cream shop.
Walking out of the shop, you only just realized something incredible. You realized that now wherever you are, as long as you're by his side, you can feel that same lovely feeling.

"Lets go out for cola, Y/n. Although, I apologize in advance, it's going to be hot instead of the icy cola you probably like." Jogo rubs the back of his head in embarrassment.
You blush and laugh at his remark. "Actually, I think I like doing this your way." You give him a smile to let him know that you encourage him treating you in whatever way that seems more like himself.

Unbeknownst to you and your new date, some nosy bastard overheard your conversation and jumped in front of you. He was old, muscular, and had a short white beard.
"HOT!? Everybody knows that cola is supposed to be cold!"

Jogo sighed and set him ablaze in an instant. The old man put his hands on his cheeks and screamed as he burned to his death.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO."

Jogo looked at you lovingly. "I love how you want to try out my ways. I think you really get me, Y/n."

Afterwards, the two of you hand in hand walked off in the streets of Tokyo. Your hands in each felt like the two slates that make a mountain, perfectly matched for each other.

Fin~