Jean Pierre Polnareff x Reader Oneshots // reader inserts

Before I Go

Set during Part 5. AU Where sweet Baby Polnareff doesn't get fucked and instead gets a happy ending, surviving Diavolo.

Kind of, sorta angsty (???)

Word count: 2395

Before I Go

" How was I supposed to tell him?" She said quietly, as a soft little look of remembrance touched with sadness melted onto her features as she remembered each and every time the question went over her head,

'How Polnareff? How could I have even stood before you ?' She asked herself, not knowing how she would ever come to face him again.

By then, the stark night was illuminated by the large glowing moon, the only light that could lovingly touch her now, something she detested with a passion, because it just reminded her of how seldom her life would remain while stuck lurching in the darkness.

Furthermore, it reminded her of her loss of humanity,

" How was I supposed to admit that the entire time we'd been together, I had been nothing but a monster," She revealed, her (e/c) eyes glaring down at her open palm, her overgrown nails, both pointed and black coming into perfect view as she brought her fingers down, forming a tight, shaking fist.

"Every time he'd look at me, he'd know I was just as revolting as those two..." She said while sucking in a harsh breath, " Those...two..." She added through her tightened teeth, unable to finish her sentence, woeful tears leaking from her (e/c) eyes as she recalled the events which took place many years ago.

Suddenly calming, she then let loose of her tightened fist, her shoulders coming down in a slacking state during the process,

"It's been years and I haven't heard a word from him," she started, continuing to speak to the golden-haired teen to reveal all of her truths, " But to be fair, I hadn't really searched much," she admitted, "Because...well... I was too afraid he'd know I was still around. "

It was then that she cracked a small smile, a very minuscule one that showed tenderness,

" He'd no doubt found a wife," She doted, certainty in her (e/c) drops. "... someone to share little moments with, just as he'd always dreamed of. All like he said he would one day." She said with a touch of amusement, remembering how everyone would roll their eyes at his flirtatious nature,

' He was such a romantic...'

" And of course...I can imagine him with so many children," she said smiling, her voice cracking in between the sentence, because she'd always wanted to have children as well.

" I can see him playing with them, both arms outstretched as he spins them around," she added with a hiccup, shaking it off with an unsteady chuckle instead to try and drive away the unbearable pain in her chest,

' Just like with sherry...like you said you'd done so many times...' She recalled with fondness.

" I miss those days, those few days we knew each other, because while they hadn't been the longest, I can admit without a shadow of a doubt that I'd never been happier than I was at that point in my life!" She confessed, her arms tightly hugging her own figure.

'Every day we struggled to make it to the next, and even then I'd never smiled so much. I'd never been so damn happy than when I with all of them... Especially you Polnareff,' She thought while thinking back to all of the men she'd traveled with.

She missed jabbing Jotaro until he grew annoyed, physically poking him out of boredom until he fought her back, doing just the same out of rebuttal. Occasionally she'd catch his scowl take a turn, twitching into a smile during his own attack.