Star Struck (JJBA x Reader Oneshots) [COMPLETED]

Narancia Ghirga | Sweet Orange Boy

CLUMSY!FEMALE READER FLUFF

REQUESTED BY: JunnaKyushi147

~ blood and language warning ~

(Art is not mine cred to sasuisgay on tumblr)

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I stumbled into the base with a horrible gash in my side and a few cuts on my fingers from using my stand. I bumped into the door frame of Giorno's office, but it was empty. I slowly slumped to the ground, the pain making me dizzy.

"Anyone home-" a low grunt and a cough cut my words short and a tear rolled down my dust covered cheek. I heard fast and heavy steps that I recognized as Narancia. My sight was blurry when I looked up as his shadow bent down and picked me up. I whispered my thanks before passing out.

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I woke up in a room that wasn't mine but I faintly recognized it, and realized that it was Narancia's. I sat up, ignoring the throb in my head and checked myself. My gash was bandaged haphazardly and my fingers were covered in band-aids. I smiled at his handywork and stood up, looking at the sheets quickly in case I bled on his sheets. No spots, good.

"Ah! You're not supposed to be up!" I turned around to see Narancia with black marks on his face and a bowl of cereal on a tray. I giggle a little at his appearance before realizing.

"Did you try to cook?" He nodded nervously and a small panic set in. If he cooked, that means he used the stove, which means.... SHIT! 

I ran down the hall, slipping past him, hitting my shoulder on the wall and slid down the railing, almost falling flat on my face as I fell off. I bumped into the doorway and froze. It was a mess. What I guessed was pancake batter splattered on the wall, flour everywhere, and- I nearly shrieked  when I saw the small fire on the stove.

Stumbling over, I grabbed a towel and put out the fire as best as I could. Sighing as the flame puttered out, I sat down hard on the floor. Narancia stood nervously at the door before flipping out on me.

"(Y/n)! You can't be running around like that! You're still really hurt!" I waved him off before standing back up with a small wince.

"I'm fine, Nara. Where did the others go?" He shrugged before handing me a letter embarrassed. I looked inside and noticed it was all in English, a language Narancia Is very bad at. "I'm gonna smack Fugo, giving you a letter in English." Reading it a little I saw the gist. They were off on a mission and me and Narancia were to watch over the base and try not to die.

"Well, what did they say??" I summed it up for him and he nodded. "So I have to protect us since you're injured!" he shouted with a smile. I shook my head and laughed.

"I told you I'm fine Nara, it's just a few scratches is all. Anyway, I wonder why they left us here rather than leaving the compound empty, it's not like they haven't done it before."

Neither of us noticed the rumble of the stand until it burst through the door, launching it at Narancia and knocking him out. Shit, really? This is the day we're having today? I quickly bit my left hand, summoning the healing part of my stand and directed it to Narancia's forehead, hoping it will help at least a little. Bringing my right hand to my mouth, I wait for the stand or stand user to show themselves. A low rumble starts to roll, getting closer and closer until it breaks through the window, appearing as a small man but with green skin and bright red eyes. It hadn't seen me yet, and waved to someone behind him.

"Hah! Only having one guard to stop us! They must be dumber than Boss thought." He kept chuckling, walking right into my range. I bit down hard, gathering a good amount of blood in my mouth. I quietly snuck behind him and spit all the blood on the back of his head, chuckling lightly as he yelled out. He whipped around and cursed me out as my blood ate through his skin, making him pass out and his stand dissipate.

"Good guess, but wrong." I clapped my hands together, "R.I.P. bastard."

I hurried back to Narancia and found him just now waking up. He looked up and glanced around, panicked. "(Y/n)?!" When his eyes finally met mine, he visibly relaxed and ran up to me. He wrapped me up in a hug and buried his face in my neck. "Stop scaring me like that."

I was shocked for a moment before I realized, he was worried about me because I was injured. "Nara, I'm sorry for scaring you. I'll stick to bed rest until I'm more healed." I pressed my forehead into his shoulder.

"Promise?"

"Only if you promise no more cooking. I don't want to wake up to smoke alarms," I giggled, raising my pinky.

Grasping it with his we pressed our thumbs together, sealing the small pact. He had Aerosmith pick up the debris from the fight while he dragged me to the couch, making sure I stayed seated while he struggled with the broom. I couldn't help but smile, watching him make faces at the seemingly never ending dust line while the breeze snuck through the hole in the door frame.

I'm glad you're here Nara, my sweet orange boy.