I ship it I make it art in cover ain't mine P.O.V. story

Years have passed. Joseph comes at least twice a week to see his best friend, although he isn't awake yet. A toddler sits on the edge of the bed and waits, reading books to the Italian man laying down. "Jojo?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This book will be a modern AU if Caesar didn't die. Lots of things happen between them. They will age together. Caesar would be part of the Stardust Crusaders. Maybe some fluff and lemon. Maybe. This is my first JJBA fanfiction, let me know if I should add or remove anything. Characters don't belong to me. Neither does any of the art (except if I say it is mine).

Joseph Joestar doesn't believe in fate. He believes that everything is done for a reason and with a cause. There is no such thing as lucky chances or miracles, not God or heaven - what is real is backed up by evidence. He's lived his life following those ideas, never once straying away. And when all of his beliefs crumbled away at the sight of one man, he could only chalk it up to plain ignorance. - "Caesar Anthonio Zepelli. . .the day I met you is the day I found my smile." - ANGEL