Ugh I Hate You JJBA x Reader

Me too.

As you walked home you could feel the cold breeze on your face... or maybe it was just your sighs brought back to you by the wind. You wanted so badly to curl up into a ball on someone's lap and sob your heart out, but there was no one in the world who cared enough for you to let you do that. Brother? No. He would tell me I was overreacting. Mother? Maybe. But the only thing she would be thinking is what she would make for dinner. How pitiful. Would Rohan care for me if I sobbed in his lap? I-

"I don't want to go home yet." You sigh.

"Why not?" A calm voice asked you.

Woah speak of the devil, "Oh, I'm just feeling o-out of sorts." Is all you said and then walked away.

"Oh would you like to walk with me?"

o///o, "Uhm, s-sure."

"Have you drawn anything recently? You know I truly admire your art skills."

"D-Do you really? Thank you..." You say blushing a bit. "But yes I have drawn something recently actually." You handed him a picture of Suzie Q you drew during lunch.

"How long did it take you to draw this?"

"Oh not very long, probably only 10-20 minutes."

"Incredible. Would you mind drawing me?" He asks.

"I-I... sure..." Is all you manage to say. The two of you sit on a bench and he poses for you. You admire his beautiful features as he sits still for you. "You really do have a beautiful face..." You say aloud, oh gosh... "You can't really talk can you, haha..." You finished drawing him and he was pleased with the results.

"This looks amazing, you have talent. You should think of doing it as a career."

"Oh I don't think so..."

"Oh and you'll never get anywhere if you try to start conversation with your model." He said coldly.

"Ouch. That stung."

"You also won't get anywhere if you can't take constructive criticism."

"Yeah yeah yeah."

"Hmph." He had shut up.

He had walked you home when you said you were ready, "Thank you, Rohan."

He just nodded, "Be sure to think it over. I am working on becoming a mangaka and if I do, I would be pleased to call you my assistant." He said with a small smile.

He just wants me to be his assistant... *Sigh*...

As you walked into your house no one was there. "HellOoOoOoo." You shouted into your home. No answer. You walked to your brother's room and saw him on facetime with Diavolo.

"OoOoOoOohhhHhHh." You teased.

"Get out!" Doppio yelled.

"Alright." You said walking out.

"Hold on."

You smirk, "Yes?"

"Why were you out late?"

"I didn't wanna come home I was exhausted."

"Then you should've come home and slept."

"All by my lonesome? In a house where no one loves me? I'd rather stay out."

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Get back here! Diavolo I have to go, bye."

"Bye."

"Y/N. What do you mean by what you said?"

"You know I was thinking for a WHILE, and I thought if I came home and needed to cry in someone's lap no one would be there for me. You? No. You would be thinking, 'what a pain' the whole time. Mom? I don't know, maybe. But like she would be thinking, 'what should I make for dinner?' or something."

"I would be thinking, 'what a pain' are you serious? Look, I'm the only one in this house who cares for you!"

"Right right."

"I'm being serious!" He said with a dry laugh.

"Me too." You said retreating to your room.

(Two short chapters sorry buds but I had a test today and it was freaking stressful and like I've been typing my writing on a google doc named 'She ate my Tostitos' lololol. If you guys like it so far or have comments I would be happy to hear 'em, thnx)