"Jo-Jotaro..! ..I...uh..." Noriaki stumbled over his words before clearing his throat, putting on a poker face. "I didn't notice you wake up," he muttered as he grabbed his gakuran. "Are you alright?" he asked in a tense, curt voice.
"...I'm...fine," Jotaro replied quietly.
"Then get the hell up. You slowed us down, you know," the redhead attempted to hide his mild panic. Maybe he didn't hear. Maybe I can continue with this act.
The taller boy got up, dusting off his outfit. "Let's move on, then." Without another word, he continued walking. The others seemed a little bewildered before they just shrugged it off and followed.
Kakyoin stared after them, hesitating, before continuing as well. I almost let my feelings get the best of me. I can't do that again. He let out a sigh, then winced. My rib...he did break it, didn't he..? Does he have that much sheer strength? The redhead didn't notice he was slowing down as he rambled in his head.
"Kakyoin, keep up!"
"Right!" he called, swiftly catching up again.
Focus, he told himself, I can't let him distract me. I certainly can't let him get close to me, either, otherwise...He covered mouth slightly, his palm resting on part of his cheek.
I might fall in love.
At the thought, his heart rate went up, little by little.
Who am I kidding? I've already fallen in love, even if I'm not supposed to, he shook his head silently. I have to get myself to hate him as much as he hates me now...
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H e a r t ♡ S h a p e d ♡ C h e r r y -- { J o t a K a k } (DISCONTINUED)
أدب الهواةMyths. Myths were one of the things Jotaro hated.