JJBA Oneshots

The Love of Art (Rohan x Reader)

  It was was the summer of 2000. You being the up and coming, aspiring artist, decided to explore the world for inspiration. You're first stop was the quiet town of Morioh, Japan. Not much had came out of ever since those missing women and men and the accidental killing of a man, whose head got between the wheel and street. You cringed at the image that made it's way into your mind. You were currently on a plane, viewing the scenery outside your window. You got out your drawing pad and pencil and began to draw quickly yet carefully. Holding up your art, you scanned over it and gave a mental smile to yourself. As always, a masterpiece. You thought to yourself. Yawning, you roll up your art and place in a bag filled with more art junk. A few minutes later, you felt your eyes get heavy and yawned. "I better catch some z's if I want to be ready for Morioh." With that, you fell into a deep sleep.

~13 hours later~

   You awoke to the sound of the plane's engine whirring. Your eyes shifted to the outside view of the plane. It was running along the runway until it made a complete stop. The copilot's voice emitted from the intercom. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have arrived at Morioh Airways, thank you for taking (airline agency) and enjoy your stay." You stood up and and retrieved your luggage from the overhead. You straightened your posture and puffed up your chest. I'm ready! You thought excitedly as you made your way down the steps of the plane. You took a deep breath as a cool breeze waved over you. The fresh air felt like a wave of rose petals against your cheek. "Time to get this show on the road!" you expressed happily, strolling towards the Morioh Airways building. As you got inside, you started to look for some who would have your last name on a board. Your eyes would skim over the ocean people, some occasionally bumping into you. Almost giving up, you heard your last name being called. Your head perked up and began frantically looking around. "Miss (L/n), over here!" called the voice.
You ran out of the crowd, following the sound of the voice. Behind a red line you saw a man with green hair wearing a pink headband holding a sign with your name on it. 'Found ya!' You beamed internally. You quickly ran over to him out of breath. "Hi...there..." you huffed. The man gaze dawned upon you and smiled. "Ah, you must (Y/n) (L/n), the artist taking the worldwide trip! I'm Rohan Kishibe, a famous and local manga artist. It's a pleasure to meet you!" Finally catching your breath, you stood up straight and outstretched your hand to be shook. Rohan accepted your invitation and gave a firm handshake. "Nice to meet you too, Rohan!" you replied happily. "Now Miss (L/n), if you please follow me to the car. I'm your guidance for your tour of Morioh. Ever since I heard you were coming, I thought I'd take the opportunity to get to know you and see your work." You felt your face burn as it glowed a light shade of red. You gather your bags and followed your guide to the awaiting vehicle. As you popped the trunk, Rohan was quick to shuffle over to you and help with your luggage. You gave a small smile and bid him thanks as you entered the passenger seat. Rohan soon joins you on the opposite side and climbs into the driver seat, starting the engine.
"So Miss, where to?" he asked happily, flashing a grin at you. "First, I'd like to check in my hotel and get situated. Afterwards, I'll go for some tea. I heard Morioh has the cutest little café! Would you like to join me?" Rohan's heart fluttered at the question. His hands gripped slightly tighter, feeling like a nervous wreck. After gathering his confidence and courage, he answered with a firm yet shaky 'yes.' You squealed with happiness. "Awesome!" you say excitedly.

---At Clara's Café---

   You sat across Rohan as you carefully watched him drink him cream cappuccino. You admired his structure until his gaze met yours. You haven't been able to take your eyes off of him ever since you guys arrived. Goddammit, stop staring so much (Y/n)! He'll think you're a freaking creep! As you internally scolded at yourself, you felt a hand on top of yours. You looked to see Rohan looking at me, almost lovingly and with admiration. Your head snapped away with a deep blush. Rohan cleared his threat and straightened his posture. "I know this isn't appropriate for a first date," You blushed even harder. This was a date?! He inhaled deeply before relaxing. "...I would love if you could paint a portrait of me." You left of a sigh of relief, thankful that it wasn't a date. On one hand, Rohan mentally facepalmed himself. 'Nice going Casanova...' he thought to himself. You took out a mini canvas and a few select paints. Once ready, you asked Rohan to pose for you. He turned his head towards the other side of the street, as if he was staring into space. His right leg overlapped his left as his left arm rest on top and positioned his fingertips around his warm beverage. Immediately, you went to work, studying how poised he was compared to your painting. Your hand sometime jerked slightly for quick, defining strokes. The way the light bounced off his milky skin and dark green hair practically left you in awe. As you finished the last details of the painting, you smiled ear to ear at your marvelous work. 
  "Mr. Kishibe, I'm finished." You happily chirped. His eyes rested upon you and smiled softly. "That's great Miss (Y/n). May I take a look?" His hands slightly stretched out as you handed him the fresh portrait. Rohan's eyes widened as he saw how you perfectly captured his figure. His eyes shifted from the piece of art to you almost rapidly. You couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. "(Y/n), this is... I don't know what to say, it's absolutely amazing. The way you capture my figure, such detail, such precision. It's perfect." Rohan rose from his seat and walked over to you, his eyes boring into yours. He bent over to your level and brought his face closer to yours. You could only sit there, frozen and mesmerized. As if tempting you, you close the distance between you as your hands cupped his face.
  After minutes of kissing, your lungs burned for air and pulled away. "Miss (Y/n), not only have I fallen in love with your art, I've fallen in love with you." With that said, Rohan swept you up bridal style and carried you over to his sports car, entered the drivers seat and took off. 'I can't wait for my next inspiration.' You thought happily as you took hold of one of Rohan's hands.

FINALLY I FINISHED!!! I got off my ass and finally ended this story. I'm so sorry for the delay, school has taken up most of my time to actually write. I hope to have another story for you lovelies as soon as possible. I very much appreciate the patience and positive comments! YOU GUYS FREAKING ROCK!!! *calms down* Sorry about that XD
Anyway, I'll see you guys on the flip side! Peace!✌️ *mic drop*