Love Me Tender

The night at the bar.

Omniscient POV/ flashback.
the boys had finally arrived at a hotel in India after an exhausting few fights and encounters with enemy stand users. Everyone was happy to finally settle down, but nobody was happier than Kakyoin that night. All he wanted to do was shower, run his fingers through his wet red hair, feel the cold water run down his body. It felt like he hadn't truly had a chance to relax like this in ages. Again, Jotaro and Kakyoin's would be sharing a bed in their own room, this time there was plenty of space in the hotel for the two to sleep separately, but jotaro insisted they 'save money' by sleeping together. Kakyoin didn't mind, he enjoyed the company-he never liked waking up alone anyway.
After he finished washing up Jotaro went in to do the same. Though Jojo did not savour the pampering quite as kakyoin did, for him it was just an in and out sort of thing. As soon as kakyoin finished dressing, he noticed a tear in his uniform jacket, he'd have to get it fixed some time along the way. Jotaro alway carries extra shirts, he knew that, so he slipped into one of his black t-shirts. It didn't quite fit him but he didn't mind all too much, it smelled just like Jotaro. He really does smell amazing, Kakyoin thought silently to himself. He found that Jotaro was comforting in every single way, the sound of his voice, the heat his body gave off in the night as they slept, and oh his sweet scent. He smelled of cigarettes and warm pine, and Kakyoin could never seem to get enough of it- though he would never say it out loud.
Jotaro finished up in the shower and came out wearing only a towel wrapped lazily around his waist; Kakyoin practically gawked at the sight. Though all he could think to say was,
"There's a tear in my uniform... I hope you don't mind I've borrowed one of your shirts?" He knew the taller wouldn't mind one bit, but he had to think of something to say instead of just staring at the water dripping down from his chest down to his stomach... down to-
"Good grief. You should take care of your things..." he stared at Kakyoin menacingly, but really only meant to look at the boy normally, "I do take care of my things thank you very much! It just so happens we got the shit kicked out of us today!" And with that Jotaro sighed and got dressed. Once the boys were cleaned up and refreshed they heard a frantic knock on the door, kakyoin opened it to reveal a very intoxicated Mr. Joestar...
"Oi~ there's a ba-ar down th-ere! The rest of the gu-ys are there! Show up or you're not my grandson anymore~"
"Mr. Joestar, I am not your grandson to begin with. If you'd looked at who you're speaking to, I'm Kakyoin!" He stated with a laugh, the poor old man was drunk off his ass! Jotaro chimed in and said,
"We'll be down, old man." And with that Star Platinum slammed the door good and shut.
"It might be nice to, yknow, forget everything that's happening for a night."
And that's exactly what they did...