❝𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞❞ // ᴊᴊʙᴀ x ᴏᴄ

♚9-𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧♚

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TW: Mentions of past relationships and a car accident.

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A new week meant new memories and experiences. For most of the gang, it was just back to work and finishing what they had started.

With the mansion being empty, not a person in sight, it meant that Marie could be as petty as she wanted.

And for Marie, that day was a big day.

"Pandora? Pandora!" Marie had been alone in the mansion, with only herself and Pandora the dog to spare, "Come darling! Breakfast!"

Pandora rushed from Bruno and Leone's empty bed, downstairs towards the hallway, where she found three bowls with food and drink.

Marie had everything set up: food bowls in every part of the house, breakfast for the boy when they were to arrive, rooms organised and clean, extra clothes in their wardrobes, absolutely everything.

Then, Marie finally received the call she'd been waiting for the moment she'd opened her eyes.

"I'll open the gates, don't you worry!"

She pressed the keypad on the side of the mansion's entrance and rushed as fast as her little legs could take her outside towards the garage.

With a huge grin splattered on her face, Marie waved her hands and squealed in excitement, jumping with each step she took, finally witnessing the white Audi A4 leaving the constricting metal gates.

Oh, how her cheeks hurt from how happy she was, yet Marie didn't care the very least.

She rushed to the passenger's seat door and opened it immediately as soon as the car's engine stopped whirring.

"Hey there, stranger~"

Marie hugged him as tight as she could, with small tears prickling down her cheeks, "You're finally here! You're actually here!"

"'Missed you so much..." He whispered softly.

Marie pressed a few kisses to his head and sniffled softly with a toothy grin, "Let's get you out, shall we?"

"Uh, yeah," He turned to Gyro, who was already out of the car, opening the boot, "Gyro's got the chair."

Marie's eyes widened in embarrassment, "Goodness, how rude of me!" She rushed to his side and laughed nervously, "Mr Zeppeli, such a pleasure to meet you!"

"Please, call me Gyro," He chuckled softly as Marie wrapped her arms around him, "It's so relieving to finally meet you, Miss Joestar."

Marie smiled softly and pulled away, now holding his hands, "Marie is just fine! No need for such formalities! You're basically family!"

As Gyro began setting Johnny's wheel chair, Marie took the liberty to study Mr Zeppeli's appearance.

How his long blonde locks highlighted his masculine facial features. And for the love of God, his white Ralph Lauren polo was screaming for its life.

"Marie," Johnny was finally out of the car, to which he woke her up from her thoughts, "Can you help with the suitcases?"

"O-oh, of course!" She chuckled awkwardly and pulled one of the suitcases, "Oof! What on Earth did you bring?"

"Johnny, leave her be," Gyro clicked his tongue and took the suitcase from her, "They're too heavy, let me take them."

She watched his toned arm muscles contract with ease and quickly snapped out of her inappropriate thoughts.