her perfume (jotaro x reader)

her perfume (jotaro x reader)

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[departure: the series #1] Two souls. Two hearts. They found each other at the wrong time. Jotaro Kujo had always been curious about a certain scent since he was little. A scent he can never find in any perfume store in Japan. A scent that has always been on his mind. It smelled like the ocean breeze with woody notes. As much as he tried to forget about that certain smell, it goes back to him. Even when he already started a life in America, he still can never forget about the said scent. Then, years later, he found a young woman who smelled exactly like the perfume in his dreams. She was a young tourist from (Country), chasing the next train back to her hotel. She never knew that she'd find her soulmate right there. He had eyes as blue as the ocean. Like the man standing beside her.
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Gojo Satoru never fell in love. Yes, there were flings and countless hookups, yet there was never a sense of promise or faithfulness in the air. Every women he had met in the club either wound up getting fucked to sleep, with him disappearing the next morning, or receiving a number that they would text, to which there would never be a reply... until a few weeks after saying something like hey, my place tonight? x or the other. All of this would end at an art exhibition in Tokyo. "You ain't even ask for my name, Shades," the woman murmured, hands now behind her back. Oooookayy. Gojo nervously chuckled, feeling the red creep up on his cheeks. "I was just about to do that, Miss..." "Y/n. It's L/n Y/n." She fluffed her hair. "And I moved here a month ago." Her sudden coldness was a shock to Gojo. Yes, plenty of his past flings had played a game of hard to get, yet he'd never met a woman so... uninterested?

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