Fake Out (Polnareff x Reader)

Chapter Three

Although the journey to your next destination was certainly longer than you originally anticipated, with a few stops in between for errands, the drive truly felt like forever as one of your new companions chattered incessantly in your ear.
It was never ending flirting, rambling, you started to go stir crazy trapped in the leather seat of the taxi.

You kept your cool, smiling and nodding along, even throwing in the occasional laugh to appease your new "friend", although you grew more irritated with every passing minute. The occasional brushing of your arm, grabbing of your hand, the suggestive looks.

You couldn't say you were surprised by this development, but that didn't make it any easier to deal with. Your hopeless romantic heart beating faster with every eloquent pick-up line, only for it to be broken when your cynical brain caught up.
You were in a silent battle between head and heart, but eventually your head would win the war as the relentless poking and prodding from the Frenchman pushed you to your limit.

As you were getting ready to say something, to tell him to lay off a little bit, the taxi slowed to a stop, outside a gorgeous, ornate hotel. You stared for a moment, before the gentlemen in the backseat urged you out of the vehicle.
You climbed out, gathering your few belongings, and stood on the pavement, awaiting the rest of your group.

You all filed inside, leaving Mr. Joestar to pay the taxi driver. When you arrived inside the building, you were a little awestruck by the gorgeous architecture, imagining what it would be like if you'd been able to stay at a place like this on your solo trip. As you drifted into your daydream, a familiar figure appeared beside you.

"Ah, what a gorgeous establishment we're staying it. Perfectly suited to the needs of someone such as myself. Wouldn't you agree, madame?" He leaned in, dropping his voice only slightly quieter than normal, "Wouldn't you like to spend a night together here with moi? I'm sure the beds are plenty big enough for two." He purred, and you fought back a roll of the eyes.

"I actually think I'd prefer my own room, if possible." You muttered. When Mr. Joestar was finished taking care of things with the taxi driver, he strolled inside and up to the hotel clerk.

The rest of your group sat a few feet away in the lounge, and you elected to join them, hoping for a reprieve from the excessive flirting of the Frenchman. You sat in a small cushioned chair, peeping in on the chatter between the others. You watched from a distance as the conversation between Mr. Joestar and the receptionist grew more heated.

While you awkwardly fiddled with the hem of your dress, not wanting to invite yourself to someone else's conversation, you wondered where Polnareff may have ended up, noticing things had grown quieter over the last few minutes. As you did a cursory glance around the room, you spotted him cozied up on a loveseat in the lobby with a beautiful young woman.
He seemed to be pulling out all the stops, while she giggled in response. You rolled your eyes, unable to hold it back this time, and scoffed lightly. Although it irritated you, you were grateful to know with certainty that he had a one track mind, just like every other man, and was only on the hunt for one thing.

You took a deep breath, and turned your gaze elsewhere, just as Mr. Joestar walked up. He held only three room keys in his hands, and you sighed. You knew what this meant, and knew it would be an awkward night regardless of who you ended up rooming with.

"There weren't enough single rooms left for tonight, so we're gonna have to double up." He explained, and held back a sigh.

"Jotaro and I can share a room." Chimed Kakyoin. "It makes sense, since we're both students."

"Avdol and I will share since we have some things to discuss about the next leg of our journey." Stated Mr. Joestar, and your heart dropped into your stomach. You took a deep breath, and the old man seemed to notice your dejected expression. "Don't worry (Y/N), Polnareff is all bark and no bite. If he gives you any trouble, Avdol and I will just be a floor below." You forced a smile and a nod, not wanting to come off as ungrateful.