JoJos Bizarre Adventures Oneshots

~Volleyball~ Mista x Reader

(AAAAAAAAAAAAAA IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! This, my lovely children, was requested by the fabulous XxTsuki_ArtsxX)

"Nooooooooooooo."

"Yessssssssssssssss."

"But babyyyyyyyy, I want to cuddle." You cross your arms and frown at your neaty boyfriend.

"Baby, pumpkin, love of my life, you know how much this match (is that correct?) means to me. If we win, we'll go to the championship!" He pouts and nuzzles his face into your arm.

"Then let me go with you, I want to see you play!" Your eyes widen and you quickly grab his face.

"N-no, no dont go, dont, I'm not good." He scoffs.

"Of course your good, your my girlfriend after all." You panic and shake your head.

"Dont you have a mission? Hm?" He frowns and looks at the clock.

"But I dont wannnnaaaaa."

"Well to bad, if you dont go, you'll make Bucciarati sad." You grab his face and look into his eyes.

"And no one, makes Bucciarati sad and lives. Got it?" He pouts and stands up.

"Fineeeee, I'll see you later?" You happily smile and kiss his cheek.

"Alright, I'll bring home that winning cup!" (Cup? I dunno) He gives you a thumbs up and walks out of the room, yelling something to Narancia who was downstairs. You sigh in relief and grab your uniform. You flip it over, revealing the large number on the back. 4, the number your boyfriend absolutely despises. So, that's why you wont let him go to your matches. You sigh and pull it on, frowning as you look at the number in the mirror.

"Number 4, the unlucky number. I hope Mista never has to find out." You gasp and look at the time. You quickly grab your things and sprint out of the base.

~Time Skip~

You shake and wipe your face. Your team and the enemy team are tied, just one slip up and its game over. You shake as your teammate hands you the ball to serve, you cant mess this up. You shake more, your vision slowly getting blurry.

"WOOOOOOOOOO YOU GOT THIS BABY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" You jump and whip your head to the bleachers. There, your boyfriend flails around, screaming. You smile and turn back around, ready to serve up the ball.

"WAIT?! WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR NUMBER? AAAJDJDJDKWKFJWKFNWKVJWKFJSJFJ-" You giggle as you hear a slap, smiling as you see Narancia cover Mista's mouth. You smile confidently and serve the ball, making it your best serve ever.

~Time Skip~

You scream in happiness as you grab the trophy, raising it high in the air. You smile more as you get grabbed from behind and hear your boyfriend's voice.

"You did it baby!!" You turn around and wrap your arms around his neck.

"All thanks to you, I love you." He smiles and kisses your cheek.

"I love you too, but that number. Your going to have to change it." You giggle and flick his nose.

"Alright then." He smiles and lifts you up, yelling about how amazing you are. You smile and laugh, tears of joy falling down your face.

(Kinda short, I'm sorry......)