Jojo's Poorly Made One-Shots

You're The One -Part One-

This has two ships, just saying. Each ship gets a different short story type thing, if you get what I'm saying. And I'm making more of these.

[Also, this is a soulmate AU thing where the first words your soulmate says to you are written somewhere along your left forearm. Unoriginal, i know. but that doesn't matter. The words are written in the natural colour of your soulmates hair. And no matter what, your soulmate is always within your age range (either few months older or younger)]

Kakyoin's Point of View

"How Much Does a Heart Attack Cost?"

I looked down at my wrist, staring at the words written in black that stain my pale skin. The first time I read them, as a 10 year old when they first appeared, I was worried for whoever my soulmate was. Now, as a 17 year old working part-time in a busy cafe, I am worried for myself.

 Whoever my soulmate is either has an interesting sense of humor, or a severe problem. And every time a new customer comes up to the register and orders a drink, I'm put on edge; every high school student that walks up to me could be my soulmate, but I never met them yet.

There were no customers in line, so I turned around and leaned on the counter, pulling out my phone to check my messages and whatnot.

Suddenly, the door to the cafe swings open and a 195 cm tall, muscly emo looking guy with inky black hair that fused(?) to his hat walks in, pulling out his wallet. He walked up to the counter and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't terrified of him.

"How much does a heart attack cost?"

The place on my wrist where those exact word are written tingles a bit.

"That'll be $18, plus whatever you'll owe me after paying for your hospital bills," I answered back, my eyes wide.

The guys eyes widened as well, then he stuck out his hand for me to shake.

"I'm Kujo Jotaro. Call me Jotaro, though."

I smiled, "Hi, I'm Kakyoin Tenmei, but everyone calls me either Noriaki or Kakyoin. You can chose."

-Two years later-

I tapped my pencil on my chin, staring daggers on my blank sketchbook page. Suddenly, two buff arms wrap around my shoulders, pulling me back. I let out a chuckle.

"Hey, Nori, my mom said my granddad bought me a house, for some fucking reason, probably cuz we're going to college soon, and we're moving there next week."

"Well, that's great! Is the house big? I mean, of course it is, your family is fucking loaded."

"Yeah, it's big. Start packing," Jotaro paused for a moment then looked at his forearm, "I never really paid attention to these things in school, but they told me that the colour of the words are the colour of the soulmate's hair and I just now realised that my words are written in brown. Your hair isn't naturally red?"

"Nooo, but I prefer not to remember that I had brown hair. I dyed it red after my dad died in a traffic collision, because I always wanted to but my dad never let me. Then dad died and I could do whatever because my mom didn't mind," I grinned at my boyfriend.

"Jesus fuck, you're so creepy sometimes. Who else goes 'I was never allowed to dye my hair red because my dad never let me, but now that dad is dead I can do whatever I want with my hair'," Jotaro let out a genuine laugh, and I stood up, standing with my hands on my hips because I'm fierce and sassy, not soft you fucking perverts, I'll steal your gummies and curse on your Mine craft server.

" Leave me alone, Joot, all I saw was a window of opportunity so through that window I leapt. Nothing more, nothing less."

"Yeah, yeah, but-- wait Joot?!"

[A lame place to end it but whatever.  They move into the new house, Kakyoin and Jotaro both get into good universities in America a year later, blah blah blah. this was kinda short , sorry 😬 next one is self mute Caesar x Joseph, modern AU, where Caesar knows that Joseph is his soulmate, but is afraid to, i guess, tell him because he doesn't want their friendship ruined. Also Joseph hates the idea of soulmates n shit]

Joseph's Point Of View

"Hey! Caesar! Wait up!!" I called out to my friend, who I think is headed to work.

Caesar smiled and waved at me, signing good morning, idiota. 

"oi! That's not nice! I'm not that much of an idiot!" I grinned. Caesar brought his hand up to his face and covered his mouth, shoulders bouncing in a silent laugh.  I chuckled and  pulled up the sleeves of my dress shirt cuz it's fucking summer and my job makes me wear a dress shirt for some odd reason I work at a flower shop for fucks sake, scowling at the words written on my wrist in the lightest yellow I have ever seen:

Are you fucking stupid, you're going to kill it if you do that!

Whoever my stupid soulmate is must be an asshole. Good thing I haven't met them yet.

Caesar and I started walking as the red light turned green, the blonde taking a lanyard out of his pocket and fumbling with the keys for a moment before picking out a fully black one.

"You got a copy of the keys to the store? Is that why my key went missing? You stole it?!" I  frowned at Caesar, who smiled and returned my key, unlocking the store with his own.  

Once inside, he signed I was tired of waiting for you sometimes, so I stole your key and made a copy. I hope you understand, Jojo.

I rolled my eyes and began watering the numerous flowers around the store while Caesar got everything else ready.

I finished watering the roses, so I moved on to the next plant, and ohhhh boy do I hate this one.

Who puts three huge sunflowers that need to get watered three times a day [sorry i don't know how plants work] behind one of those plants that have a lot of vines and expects me to not want to rip the stupid vines out every time I'm watering the bloody sunflowers?! 

Watering can in one hand, a pair of shears in the other, I march my way back to the idiot plants and get ready to chop all the vines off when suddenly--

"Are you fucking stupid, you're going to kill them if you do that!"

"Caesar shut the fuck up and-- wait did I just tell you to shut the fuck up? Wait, you can actually talk?!! WAIT YOU'RE MY ASSHOLE OF A SOULMATE?!?!?"  I yell back at Caesar, cupping my cheeks.

Caesar face palms, nods, then signs yeah, all three...

He looks... sad. Like, oh shit i just ruined a 4 year friendship sad.

"Caesar, you're my Soulmate! I thought my soulmate was just gonna be some random asshole I wouldn't like, turns out my soulmate is my asshole best friend! Y'know, I hated the idea of soulmates ever since I can remember, but it's you!"

Caesar's face turned a light pink, aggressively signing can you stop screaming about this?

"Oh, sorry," I grinned, "Wait, if those stupid words are the first words ever said by your soulmate when they meet, why didn't you just tell me 4 years ago?"

The blonde didn't respond for a few seconds, then signing I was going to tell you on the same day you told me you hate the idea of soulmates and that whoever your soulmate was gonna be is a stronzo [asshole, in italian] and that discouraged me greatly, so I didn't tell you...

I smiled at Caesar and pulled him in for a hug, "Yeah, I still hate the idea of soulmates, but not as much now."

The Italian smiled and pulled away from the hug, signing oh, and don't expect me to talk again for a while, I only yelled at you because you were gonna kill the plant and your Grandma wouldn't be pleased.

"Oi! Don't bring Granny Erina into this! She would absolutey kill me over a stupid plant but you don't need to remind me!!"

[These are lame, im sorry i'll try harder next time, im just d e a d]