Flufftober 2020: Jonathan Joestar x Reader

Flufftober Day 4

Flufftober day 4 prompt: Fake dating

You were the one person who was brave enough to date the arrogant blond known as Dio Brando. Well, you used to be the only person who'd date him.

You had fallen for the young blond a couple of years earlier but you had never worked up the courage to ever ask him out. It wasn't until recently that he had come around and taken you out for a date, which was one of the best days in your young life.

But you knew from the beginning that it just wasn't meant to last. After breaking up with the young blond, he tried everything to get you back. He had tried everything from spoiling you to straight up begging, but you knew you'd never go back to him, not in the near future at least.

And you knew exactly what you had to do. You had already tried to make yourself emotionally unavailable, but to to avail. Your next idea after that was to go to Jonathan for help, which of course he agreed to adhere to your plan. A couple of days later, your plan was put into motion.

You had gotten Jonathan to listen in on Dio's conversations with his friends, trying to figure out the perfect location. Which wasn't very hard considering the fact that if Dio went someone, everyone was bound to follow him. Jonathan had managed to convince Dio to travel into London the same day that you had your plan set for.

You were confident that Jonathan had known what he was doing, especially after you had seen the Joestar's carriage roll up the pathway to the front of your small family manor. Approaching the carriage you noticed that Dio and Jonathan were sat on opposite sides, facing each other.

Getting in, you take a seat next to Jonathan and looking up to the blue haired male, a smile almost as bright as his. You take his hand in yours and look over at Dio, not wishing to strike up a conversation but out of the kindness in your heart you do so anyway.

"Good morning to you, too, (Y/N)." The blond spoke, not so hidden tones of malice and hurt evident in his voice, a sneer found a home upon his face while he looked at you, however it's disappeared once he looked out the window and took in the scenery.

Throughout the whole ride into the city, you and Jonathan talked about anything and everything that came to mind, except for discuss your plan or speak to the young blond who sat across from the two of you.

Your heart racing with excitement from with what's to come, you lean up and kiss the teen's cheek, both of your faces red with blushes and smiles finding home between the patches of red. Dio looked over for a split second, scowled and returned his gaze to out the window.

Once the three of you arrived in London, you took Jonathan's hand as he guided you out a the carriage, a hint of jealousy washed over Dio, walking down the street you would constantly look up at the taller man, a smile on your face the entire time.

With every couple of minutes passing, both Jonathan and yourself would crack up in laugher.

The whole time the two of you walked to the small cafe where you had planned to go, you would check behind you to still see Dio as he stayed a little ways back. Clearly, the respect was for you, it definitely was not for Jonathan.

Stepping in, you and Jonathan took a seat by the window, seeing Dio constantly shooting glares your way, each one was returned by you with a smirk. After a while you simply ignored the blond and focused on your so called date with Jonathan.

The two of you sat in the cafe for hours, simply enjoying the afternoon and each other's company, that was until the blond walked in and approached your table, speaking as he walked over. "You two have been all over each other the whole day, what's the deal Jonathan?"

Jonathan simply shrugged, looking to you for advice on what to say. Instead of answering Jonathan or Dio, you stood up, shot the blond a glare and caught Jonathan by surprise by locking lips with the male. He gratefully accepted.

Moments later, you broke the kiss, Jonathan's face holding a begging look for more while Dio's housed a look of shock which quickly turned to hatred. "Leave me alone, Dio." The young male stood in the middle of the room, a single tear rolling from his eye before he stormed off and got back in the carriage, which just happened to be waiting outside the small cafe.

"I'm so s-" You began, but before the words had left your mouth, Jonathan had pressed his lips back to yours. "Don't be sorry, (Y/N)."