Flufftober 2020: Jonathan Joestar x Reader

Flufftober Day 24

Flufftober day 24 prompt: Terms of endearment

Term of endearment: a word or phrase used to address or describe a person, animal or inanimate object for which the speaker feels love or affection. Terms of endearment are used for a variety of reasons, such as parents addressing their children and lovers addressing each other.

You sigh, dropping your head into the dictonary that was sat on the table in front of you, one the two boys sitting at your table looked up and took you hand into his, "What's wrong, dear?" The blond male that sat directly in front of you snickered quietly, breifly glancing up from his book to see that your face had turned a dark red. Jonathan being Jonathan, was even more confused when your face flushed then he was when you slammed your face into the largest book on the table, a small clink as your pen had rolled off the table and onto the floor below, the utensile leaving an ink trail as a path to where it had disappeared to.

Having found the word you needed, you turned your attention to finding the pen that slipped away from your grasp once again, it rolling on the floor when you closed up the dictionary. Snickering could once be heard from the male in front of you, followed by a slap from his brother. "Come Love, let's do this later." Standing up from the table, you shuffle towards the entrance to the family's study, taking Jonathan's hand in yours and following him out of the room and down the hall to the stairs to go down them, heading towards the kitchen, a light red flush covering your face.

Pushing open the door with one hand, he drags you into the room with the other, a smile on his face the whole time. "Can I interest you in a cup of tea, sweetheart?" You blush darker than you already were, squealing quietly and your entire body bouncing up and down off the ground from how flustered the simple words had made you. "J-Jonathan.." You stammer out, your voice shaking from how in love with the young male you were. He put up in finger, signalling that he would reply in a moment, taking down two mugs and placing tea leaf strainers in them, adding leaves to the small meshed metal bowls and filled up a pot to start to boil the water. "Yes, my love?"

You take a deep breath, "Never mind, I'll tell you once we go upstairs." Jonathan nods in understanding and pours the water into the mugs and over the dried tea leaves, tossing them into the trash afterwards and laying the miniature strainers in the sink. He passes you one of the mugs and takes your hand in his, guiding your way through the house that you already knew like the back of your hand. Laying your mug down on one of the coasters that sat on his bedside table, you situate yourself on his bed, cuddling into him when he sat down, falling asleep in his arms almost instantly.

It was almost time for supper when you had awoken, the blue haired male had sat there tracing small circles to make sure that you were comfortable as you slept. Looking up to him, you see a warming smile on his face, a new desire burned inside you, a desire to kiss him, which before you could act upon, his lips had met yours in a sweet and soft kiss. "What was it that you had tried to tell me earlier, beautiful?" A new passion and love burnt in his eyes, you hesitated for a quick moment.

"I love you, Jonathan."