Let It Happen (JoJo's bizarre adventure X Reader One-shots)

Stay by my side (Jean-Pierre Polnareff X Reader) LEMON

Lemon in coming~

This is my first time writing lemon. Please have mercy on me—

"Please,"

Steady stream of tears fell from (e/c) tinted eyes, crystallized with glossy tears as the luminescent flow of the moon shone from above and made way through your room's window, veiling the morose surroundings with an ethereal glow. The optimistic person brimmed with not-so optimistic thoughts dropped to their knees, chest ached with the pang of despair and sheer desperation. Shoulders shook, hands clasped in front of them to pray for the deities out there to listen to them.

That deity... Why, he was the only one you would faithfully worship for the rest of your life, the deity you needed, you yearned for, you love... And you prayed for him not to abandon you like the others.

"P-please, not you too- it shouldn't have to be this way, my love, I beg of you..."

You clung to his arm like a lifeline, you held him like you have never been more afraid to let him go... Perhaps it is the case...

The Frenchman refused to spare a glance at your direction. It was difficult than it already is, he didn't want to see you like this. The smiling fool who refused to waver and lose their smile, was reduced into nothing but a puddle of mess, of despair... The smile... Oh why can't your smile return to you without him needing to remain by your side? If only fate would prevail, but he was bound in a rock and a hard place.

That smile of yours... From the sincerest, to the goofiest. It never failed to infect him. From all the times you spent with him, you found yourself clinging on to him on numerous occasions. From the cheerful moments, and throughout despairing moments... And yet you never wavered. You always find the silver lining and would eventually move forward stronger than ever. You have a way of making Jean-Pierre Polnareff feel special, so accepted, so normal...

The Silver Chariot's user's chest tightened with guilt, but he was determined to set you free... But was he willing to let you go? It's not like he wanted to do this, the aching distance separating you was the one forcing him to do this... The act of revenge. His need to avenge the only family he has, tainted, gone... Sherry was murdered in the most dehumanising way possible.

Gathering all necessary strength, he attempted to pry you off. The ever so persistent Y/N L/N did not budged, but instead held onto it, your fingers interlacing within his slender fingers. The rough sensation of his palm emitted intense heat as you firmly clasped his hand, holding it near your lips, individually kissing his knuckles with every pleas and cries.

"Please, Jean... Don't leave me too... I beg of you, I love you, please don't abandon me like the others did..."

"Y/N please..." His voice came out shakier than he intended. Of course it would, try as he may, he couldn't conceal how he feels. "I can't continue this relationship with you... My existence is a mere compendium of misery... I can't let you be harmed because of me."

"If I lose you-" you shakily choked on your sob, tightly holding onto his hand whilst his ocean tinted gaze merely averted your gaze. Your beautiful eyes... He always found simple joy within dazing in those heavenly pair of (e/c) hued orbs... But he somehow can't bring himself to look at you. "If I lose you... I wouldn't know what to do... You're the only person whom I love who hasn't left me yet... Please... I beg of you... Jean..."

"Let me go, L/N." His voice dangerously dropped low with false resentment. His throat sealed tight with his attempt to prevent himself from sobbing, eyes that held back tears stung. His chest ached with his refusal to breathe, believing that if he does, his façade would break down and collapse.