Flufftober 2020: Jonathan Joestar x Reader

Flufftober Day 30

Flufftober day 30 prompt: Dating start

As long as you could remember, you always thought that you had a crush on the young Joestar and even at the young age of twelve, you had known that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with him. And that remained the same now, even as a nineteen year old getting ready to start your first year of university. You had been accepted to the school of your dreams, the school that you and Jonathan had both planned on going to ever since you were you children, lying in the grass and staring up at the clouds and watching them glide by in the crisp blue sky.

Even now, seven years after that day, you and Jonathan were sat down and enjoying the autumn day as you watched the clouds drift by, even if you were inside this time, the year's early September being too cold to stay outside. Sitting inside the small cafe that was homed on the street corner, small studio appartements above the peaceful restaurant. You quietly sip at your tea as Jonathan was talking about the upcoming school you, uninterested, you unintentionally zone out, your mind focusing on the sky, on how all you could have wished that day was to share your first kiss with Jonathan, of course that never having happened. But you supposed that you could always wish.

"(Y/N), you there? (Y/N)!" You snapped out of your thoughts when you had heard Jonathan's voice. "Sorry, I was just thinking." You smile, a light pick dusting falling over your entire face as you lay the teacup back down onto the saucer that was laid on the table. Jonathan returned your smile, "What's on your mind?" Shrugging, you let your mind wonder, unsure of whah to say to the male who was sat in the chair directly in front of you, a small cup of tea gently held in his hand. "I was just.." you start to speak but quickly trail off as you notice a couple of the boys from your high school walk in, all of them tailing Dio. Walking over, a smirk plastered on his face, he pulls up a chair to the table and stares you and Jonathan down. "Got in their pants yet, Jonathan?" A couple of snickers could be heard from the male's behind him.

"Oi Dio, fuck off, would ya?" You snap, glaring daggers into his soul. "For your knowledge, the only person who's ever 'been in my pants' is you, dickweed." Rolling your eyes you return your attention back to the drink and the pastries that were sitting in front of you, the liquid in your cup rippling as the blond stood up from the table and walk away, heading to the store front with his crew of followers. Keeping quiet, you and Jonathan return to your conversation from before. "I was thinking about how when we were little, how we had everything for the future planned out, and how much I wanted to kiss you that day." You say the last bit quietly as you trail off. Pink flushed Jonathan's face. "Sorry, I shouldn't ha-"

He cuts you off by placing his lips on yours, your face turning bright red before you started to get into the hang of it, matching Jonathan's actions with that of your own. Pulling away for air, you both sat back down, the pair of you looking as if someone tossed a can of red paint over your faces. "Ever since that night Dio had you over, that's all I could think about doing. That and to ask you out, so that he couldn't have you again." An embarrassed look on his face, you reach your hand across the table and tilt his chin up so that he was looking at you. "I'd love to make that happen for you Jonathan. I mean, I'd love to go out with you."