Kujo || Jotaro X Reader

Chapter 9

The sun rised and you woke up to the sounds of screaming, 

"FIRE FIRE FIRE!"

"KAKYOIN ITS NOT ON FIRE, ITS JUST SIZZLING."

"NO THAT'S FIRE PUT THE FIRE OUT,"

"KAKYOIN, THERE IS NO FIRE, WAKE UP YOU DUMBASS!"

Rubbing your eyes, you sprang to your feet to see (F/N) and Kakyoin struggling over at the oven. 

"What the hell are you guys doing? What time is it?" 

"Rise and shine, sleepyhead, its 11am." (F/N) beamed, holding a spatula. 

"HELP!"

"KAKYOIN, ITS NOT THAT HARD. JUST SCRAMBLE THE EGGS."

"I THINK IM DOING IT WRONG?" His shout sounded more like a question. 

"How hard is it to scramble EGGS, KAKYOIN, EGGS."

"APPARENTLY REALLY HARD?" 

You took a seat at the counter, biting back laughter as you watched (F/N) struggle to butt Kakyoin out of the way and fix up breakfast. 

"Go sit," 

"Why?"

"Your not helping, go sit." 

With a defeated look, Kakyoin sat beside you.

"Where's Jotaro? Is he still asleep?" You stretched your arms above your head, a quiet crack as your joints shifted.

"Think so, you can go check up on him if you want." 

You nodded. Maybe today wouldn't be as awkward as yesterday. 

The hallway felt longer today, maybe because you were still drowsy. As you approached Jotaro's bedroom door, you knocked slightly. 

"Jotaro?" You called, hopefully not waking him up.

You heard the shuffle of feet an unlock of a door. Jotaro stood before you in all of his tired glory, his shirt was wrinkled and his sweatpants seemed slung a bit lower. 

'Weird...' You thought, but it'd seem weirder if you made a comment about it. He caught you looking him up and down, not in any lust manner, just more-so confusion. A pink blush dusted your face, 

"I, err..." 

He rolled his eyes, walking past you. 

You all sat down at the breakfast bar, Kakyoin sending you the occasional "you ok?" glance. You nodded, assuring you whatever had happened yesterday was just some little mixup. 

"Alright, so why was I the chef if this is your house?" (F/N) shot an annoyed glance to Jotaro, who grunted in response.

"I didn't ask you to cook. You did it on your own free will." 

You decided to help (F/N) prepare breakfast, desperate to avoid Jotaro, the tension of yesterday night still caused the air to feel heavy. 

You dished out the plates as (F/N) scooped the eggs and bacon onto them. Breakfast was silent, no one dared to even interact with each other after everything that had happened. It was the sort of discomfort that you couldn't just ignore.

"I might need to head out early," (F/N) finally began the conversation. 

"Same, if you guys don't mind. We were both gonna go to the mall together." 

You felt a little excluded from their plans, but it was probably some little first-date. 

"Ooh, have fun," You exclaimed.