Jojo's Bizarre Adventure Oneshots/Imagines

Dio Brando | Charmer

{  Request By: Specter08  |  Prompt By: TheaZindra  }

[- Bro those lashes tho O_O -]

Intellect and charm, two of the most attractive attributes to a woman.

Not only did she have those traits, but so much more. That's why he admired her, that's why the young man, Dio Brando, had fallen for Y/n L/n.

And yet, he couldn't muster the courage to face her. Even if Dio had plenty of moxie, he had avoided the chance to talk to her, but it seems that would change soon.

Walking back to the Joestar mansion from school through the small 'woods', he had gone on his own since Jonathan was with his beloved Erina. He felt no loneliness, the isolation was actually quite fine... Until he heard a shrill cry.

"Help me!" Whipping his head in the direction where it came from, he gazed from afar for he had easily recognized that voice; Y/n L/n, being held captive by a few older teens, one particularly saying such crude comments.

"Help me, please! Somebody, I- Mmmh!" Her mouth was muffled shut by one of their grimy hands. Just before they could even pull on her collar, Dio made his appearance, swiftly punching off the touchy perv.

His friend ran off, releasing Y/n and letting her fall down. Before the perv could crawl off, the young man caught him by placing a foot on his calve, keeping him there just so he could say; "It's disgusting, seeing someone have the single thought of that is vile and repulsive. If you really are aroused, deal with it yourself instead of tangling with a lady."

Stepping harder, the pervert screamed from the pulsing pain before Dio had stepped off for him to run away, hopefully sure that would be the last he'd do of that.

He then turned around, giving his famous sly smile to her. "Miss Y/n I believe? I hope he didn't do anything extreme to such a beautiful girl."

She stood up, dusting off her outfit and then giving him a relieved smile, saying; "No, maybe a rip or something, but other than that, I'm fine. Thank you for saving me, Dio."

Hearing his own name escape her lips brought a frisson of joy for the young man. "Yes, well, I must ask you Y/n, are you free anytime? I couldn't take you out after school for a date, could I?" He asked with his as-always charming tone.

Y/n simply chuckled and replied; "Fine, Friday it is, Brando."

She then leaned up, pressing her lips against his could, pale cheek and left, bag in hand and a pleased grin on her face.

Dio turned back, he was keen on not showing it, but he was the most excited he's ever felt.

[- Plastic Love is nearly done! Just gotta do these last two chapters and it's done! -]

-L o f i