JJBA ship one-shot stuff

[ Ocean Side ] NaraTrish

It had been 6 years. 6 years since they were 15 and 17.  6 years since they met. Now only 4 since they had started to date. 4 good years nothing they didn't know about each other. Trish Una now 21 and Narancia Ghirga 23.

An orange and pink sky shown through the purple curtains in their bedroom, peaking through hitting their faces just right. Narancia has woken up with a yawn from the light shinning through. He looked down at his sleeping girlfriend she was on her side resting her head on his chest. She liked the warmth of feeling him there, it made her feel safe. The time was 12:30 pm, Naples Italy, June 20th, 2007.

Narancia pushes her pink hair behind her ear smiling at her, even sleeping she was gorgeous to him. She looked so peaceful he didn't have the heart to wale her up yet it was a Saturday anyways. He pulled up the pink covers back up making sure she was covered. He readjusted his arm making sure it was wrapped around her ,softly and carefully.

After a few minutes of making circles on her back with his thumb she had started to wake up slowly and carefully. Narancia smiled at her " Good morning Amore Mio" he said in a soft voice.  She looked away from him burying her face back into his baggy black tshirt "no." She said blankly. "Trish, what do you mean no- you can't sleep all day we have plans with the gang." He told her putting an arm on her back.  They did in a way thought it was much different than you'd think.

She nodded looking up at him barley "Let me sleep til the thing I ordered you get here." She said in a mumble along with a yawn. "Trish what the fuck, I told you too ordering me shit" he told her he didn't say it in an upset tone more guilty. He had planned out something big planed. The biggest thing he's ever done for her.  Trish just slowly moved up him laying closer to his face. " Nara darling, I'm a pop star I can buy you what I want when I want." She said planting a kiss on his cheek. He got flustered even after four years just a kiss on the cheek made him blush too much for his own good.

"Fine, you can sleep but I have to go get some things ready" he said to her. She groaned but agreed. She got off of him allowing him to slip away, when he did she recoiled into herself covering herself with the blanket. Narancia has sent off cleaning himself up. Took a shower, brushed his teeth, got dressed, "Fixed" his hair and started to cook him and trish lunch.

He stood in the kitchen waiting for noodles to boil. He had his leather jacket thrown on the table. He wore ripped black jeans with a belt and chain along with an orange half tucked button up on. He found himself fashionable. He might not be but he just cared mostly for trishes opinion, she told him he's beatiful so it's alright. He had continued to make some noodles for the two

It was now 6:40 pm , Naples Italy, June 20th 2007. Trish had came down stairs a yellow crop top tank top along with her high waisted black skirt. She had a smaller dark pink leather jacket Narancia had bought her, her last birthday. After lunch she had read her new copie of Italian Vogue well he did his thing. When the time came though he came up behind her on the couch. He leaned over it hugging her resting his head in her shoulder.

"Yes my love?" She asked him still flipping through her magazine. " go get your helmet then go outside " she said in a soft tone of voice letting go of her. "Give me five." She told him running off to their bedroom. Narancia watched her with a smile, he was excited.

He had gotten his motorcycle he liked to call "Aerosmith 2" he waited outside slipping on his jacket, and putting on his helmet. After a few minutes Trish had come outside putting on her helmet. "It going to be loud babe" he told her. She nodded getting ready for the noise again. She never went on it much with him unless he wanted to go to places fast.

He started it and trish winced at the loud noises it made. " hold onto me" he told her. She did, she held onto her boyfriend for dear life gripping onto him pushing herself as close as she could. He started it kicking off dashing away from their home. It was fast like always it made her feel alive but scared. If she let go she could fall, but it was thrilling. She knew Narancia would never let her get hurt on it though. She watched over his shoulder a bit a blur of colors as the day faded out. The sky painted orange and pink like the morning. The colors mixed together in the sky like they did back during their first kiss, neither wanted to let go. It happened in a hospital room with Narancia healing and Trish almost taking out the nurses knees kicking away her chair to kiss him.