snow white [Josuke x Rohan]

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It was cold and dry in Rohan's study.  He slept and could hardly move.  His arms and knees were so numb and cold that he could not feel them and move.  His eyes were dry from crying all over.
He leaned on the table, his head resting on the table as well as his arms.
He didn't even know how long he lay there.
The phone rang sometimes and he didn't even leave Ran ...

Koichi had reported two days ago, they hadn't seen each other for years, nor had any contact.  Rohan was surprised that his only friend came back to Morioh ...

The doorbell rang and Rohan immediately raised his head, which is why he was in pain for a moment.
Was that koichi?
He asked himself.
It must be koichi for sure.
Crossed his mind as he carefully walked down the stairs.  He opens it carefully and the light immediately came to his eyes.  But when he didn't say koichi, just a pair of pants, he had to look up and saw a man ...
A good looking man...
Apparently he was quite tall.
Rohan couldn't see anything, the light was too bright and he had to blink frequently.  He wanted to ask who it was but didn't have the strength.
He also didn't want to ask, he wanted to open the door immediately and he did.  Until the man quickly put a foot on it.
Rohan frowned the strin.
"Go !!"
He said what's a scream.
Oh god, Rohan was still not sober, he thought he was nice long ago.
His voice was so shaky that he couldn't control it anymore.

"Rohan it's me,
Rohan didn't recognize the voice at all.  He heard her for the first time and just wanted him to leave.
Maybe it's a burglar ?!
But burglars don't ring at all ...
"It's Josuke,
Rohan couldn't hold on.
The boy came in and closed the door if Rohan had barely moved.
He took a few steps back and saw the boy better now.
It had gotten bigger and wider.
He wore a simple t-shirt and normal pants.
His voice was deeper and more manly like his face.
He no longer looked like a puppy but like a wolf ...

Rohan had to swallow.
Before him stood a man and not a boy.
Something was wrong in the stomach of the Mankaga ...
He had to bend down and puke, he pukes on his beautiful floor, in front of the man.
Until he went black as if it was an earthquake.  what he could only hear was a 'Rohan !!?'

...

He felt how strong arms went around his body and heard his manner, he could still feel this on his skin.
He could hardly see anything, he heard the door being opened and something soft around his body.
He got so dizzy that he closed his eyes again.

The mangaka opened his eyes and moved his body, he wanted to know where he was.  He was lying on something soft and looking up.
Until he slowly looked around and wondered what had happened.  He couldn't remember anything, only that he vomited on the floor and became powerless.
He got up slowly and wanted to check his floor.
Im got dizzy and could hardly hold on.
But he didn't care, he didn't care if he was doing well or bad.

He walked down the hall and looked at the floor the whole time to get his feet under control, he bumped frequently and briefly against walls and doors, but he didn't mind.
When he got to the stairs, he didn't see the bottoms, all the bottles were gone and it looked clean.
What happened?
He wonders and went quickly down the stairs, holding on to.
When he got downstairs everything was normal, it was clean and tidy.
What the hell?
He could also clearly remember that it wasn't that clean.  Is Rohan crazy now?
Is he just dreaming all of this?
He has to drink, he wants.  He must first realize what is going on here.  For this he has to drink to calm himself down.

He went back up the stairs and went to Schell's study, and found no bottles there.
The shock is that his studio is clean too.  All the pencils and brushes were neatly on the table and all the paper that Rohan wrote in front of it is on a stick next to the table on a smaller shelf.
His bottles were gone.
Rohan was trembling all over.
He could no longer control his breath and often took a breath.

He wanted to go to the kitchen.
He took a few steps back, but something was holding him back behind him.  He couldn't go back and felt a person behind him.  He could feel his breath exactly on the back of his neck, which made his hair stick up.
He turned around and saw Jotaro? ... No Josuke?
What the?!
Rohan thought.
How did he get into his house?
And why did he look so ... different?
You haven't seen each other in years and now it's the first time you see each other in Rohan's house?
He imagined it differently ...

"Josuke?"
Rohan asked unsure if this wasn't another person ...
The man nodded.
The green-haired man slowly took a book from the shelf so that young Horstmar could not see it.
"You ... YOU BASTARD !!"
Rohan hit him in the face with the book so that the young man took a few steps back.
" What the... ,,
It came out of him quietly.
He looked confused and shocked.
Rohan continued to hit the air and tried to hit the boy again.
"You son of a bitch, I MIGHT KILL YOU!"
He screamed.
Josuke went back and tried to escape the blows from the artist.
And no.
Rohan was definitely not drunk now.  He was 100% sober and could stand on his two legs.
"Rohan! STOP! Stop it!"
Said the boy in panic and held his wrist from the mangaka to take away the book of Schell.
But when he threw the book away, Rohan took a vase that was on a chest of drawers in the hallway and was about to smack the young Joestar in the face.
"Wow wow Rohan Stop! Stop!"
Josuke surrendered when his back touched the wall and raised his hands and was half out of breath like Rohan.
Rohan stopped and held up the vase and saw the boy's eyes.
It was briefly quiet until Josuke spoke.

"koichi sent me ... he ... he said I should help you,
Rohan frowned the strin.
Josuke and help?
It didn't go together.
"W-what?"
Rohan asked softly what was a whisper.
"He said you have a problem and I'm here to help!"
Rohan was still frozen like ice and looked at him amazingly.
His head came to him.  And now slowly remembered what was going on.  Josuke came to him, he had puked and became powerless.  Apparently Josuke carried Rohan to bed and cleaned everything up.
Josuke slowly came closer to take the vase away from Rohan.  But Rohan reacted quickly.
"Don't lie you bastard! You came here to laugh at me!"
"What, not at all!"
" Yes ,,
" No!,,
" Yes ,,
" No no no! ,,
" Yes yes yes... ,,
The last three words were shaky and Rohan started howling.
What the?!
Thought the artist.
Why do I cry, I weakling!
He still held the vase in one hand and covered his face with the other so that the boy wouldn't see it.
He quickly wiped the tears from his cheeks and began to sob softly.
Why am I crying
Why am I crying
Why am I crying
He asked himself the whole time.
He cried in front of an idiot he hated.  Because he hasn't seen in years since he burned his house and saw Kira's dead shortly after.

"Rohan?"
If he hears Josuke's soft voice, he didn't even look up at him.
"Rohan why are you crying?"
He asked again.
"I don't know! Be quiet !!!"
He say it out loud what broke his voice.
Josuke stood there and didn't know what to do.  He wanted to comfort and hug the artist but he knew exactly that he would refuseAnd refuse his hug.
So he waits until he's finished.
"Everything is fine, stop crying ..."
"Shut your mouth! Who are you my mother !?"
Hard to believe that the higashikata can still be too calm.  Rohan was amazed that he didn't yell back and that he didn't offend him.
He was calm, as if Rohan hadn't offended at all.
He stopped crying and looked at the floor.
It was quiet and nobody wanted to start talking.

" Are you finished? ,,
He asked even more calmly than usual.
" Go... Go! ,,
the artist spat in his face and held up the vase.  The boy didn't move and was still in that position.
He looked him in the eye what Rohan held his breath for a moment.  His eyes had darkened and strangely wild.
"I'll be back tomorrow to check them out,
He smiled weakly and patted Rohan's shoulder.  He was walking now.
Rohan was still standing there wondering what happened to Gard...

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Sorry for waiting :(