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cinnbar-bun · 6 months ago

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Monster (JoFoes x Reader)

Characters: Dio Brando (PB), Kars, DIO (SDC), Yoshikage Kira, Diavolo, Enrico Pucci, and Funny Valentine (sorry I have not finished JJL yet so no [spoiler])

Prompt: "He's a wolf in disguise / But I can't stop staring in those evil eyes."

Summary: Their "love" for you comes in many different, untraditional ways. Some more dangerous than the others.

Rating: Mixture of SFW + NSFW, but please mind the warnings.

Notes: Reader is GN! and no specific body parts are mentioned for them. Spoilers I guess for their plans? Reader is a human in all of them, Reader replaces Shinobu + Hayato's roles, not much NSFW for Pucci's part in all honesty, FV is a widower (no Scarlet involved).

Warnings: Toxic relationships, MAJOR power imbalances for all of them (maybe minus Kira's). Heavy religion mentions for Pucci (although Reader is not specified to be Christian). This isn't soft or lovey-dovey (but I can do one later), so pleaseeeeee do not read if those kinds of topics make you uncomfortable.

Word Count: ~4.5k (kill me I lost my mind writing this)

Read on my AO3 here!

Taglist (if you'd like to be added, fill out the form in my pinned): @adeadcreator @bruabbina @gingernut1314 @over--heaven

Dio Brando (Phantom Blood)

He most likely was pursuing you long before the mask ever took hold of him. He didn’t do it out of pure love- more likely it was for entertainment and as a chance to hold another thing over Jonathan.

Dio despises how Jonathan attempts to be friendly with you and often will do what it takes to turn you against the poor guy.

He doesn’t even know why he is so adamant Jonathan stays away from you, even more so than with anyone else. He feels a possessiveness towards you that cannot be contained or described in words.

He masks most of his disturbing thoughts and possessiveness for you underneath a facade of charming elegance. He’ll play the part of a picture perfect boyfriend for as long as he needs to.

But even he has to admit he has trouble holding back all these disgusting feelings for you. You frustrate him in a way few ever have and ever will.

Despite his haughty attitude over Jonathan and his eagerness to get ahead, Dio is actually grossed out by himself tremendously with you. He recognizes after getting wasted once again that he is just like his bastard of a father, Dario, and it settles in a gross pit in the bottom of his stomach.

It’s wretched, honestly. While he continuously acts bigger and better than ever to get you to fall further for him, he refuses intimacy or overtly physical gestures. Sharing Dario’s blood with this body makes him sickened at attempting to do anything like that with you.

Compared to his earlier brazen behavior, when he begins to get possessive and attached to you, he almost retreats and refuses to allow himself the chance at intimacy with you.

However… once he puts on the mask and rejects his humanity, Dio becomes a whole new wicked beast.

While he still has sentimental feelings for you, his aggressiveness grows almost tenfold.

Likes to have you sit on his lap while he strokes your head and monologues about his ideals or shows you horrifying imagery.

Blood. Lots of blood.

You’re the only one he attempts to keep alive and refuses to let the others feed off of. If you are to ever be used as sustenance, it is by him and him alone. He gets actively violent against his subordinates if they even think of touching you.

In this stage, he’s more open to intimacy. A bit more, but not at his full peak (we’ll get to that later).

However, the arousal he has is mostly fueled by his bloodlust and hunger. Feedings of you tend to occur after one of his many minions causes some chaos or he gets word of more destruction and feels a possessive streak.

He is pretty sensual, taking his time to showcase how much stronger he is, how much better he is now that he has become an undead horror of the night. But that sensuality is still layered with a hint of hunger and obsessiveness towards you that he cannot contain.

He’s less controlled about his feelings now towards you. His eccentricities make him more likely to just take you randomly at anytime without a care of what is going on around him. And he will verbally tell you them aloud now, enabled by his own inhumanity.

“I can smell your fear, darling. Your heart is pounding fast… tell me, do you desire something more than this innocent petting, dear?”

Loves to bite you and leave marks on you. He likes to have his fangs scratch against your skin before he sucks on that spot. His favorite places include your neck but also in more hidden places like your inner thighs.

Your blood is the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted. He’s addicted to the taste and savors it more than a fine wine. He has to remind himself to take it easy because as much as he loves your taste, you’re still mortal and he has to keep you alive.

Kars

As a Pillar Man, he does not think highly of humans like you. You are a mere mortal, and where you belong is below him. Hardly even worth a glance at all.

But for some reason, despite your status, he found himself protecting you from an encounter with someone trying to rob you late at night. He doesn’t even know why he jumped in to do so, but the look of reverence and awe in your eyes at his display of strength made him… intrigued.

He doesn’t hold back. He tells you everything, because, really, what are you going to do about it? You couldn’t escape even if you tried.

And now, you live your life as his human… pet? Partner? Servant? Thing…?

He’s very unclear about it. Some days he ignores you, and other days he mulls over his thoughts to you while he strokes your head.

Kars rarely ever gets aroused. He’s not a primitive beast and he’s very focused on his goals.

But, intellectually, he is curious about how you behave around him. He kind of likes the attention you give him and he recognizes how you’re affected by him physically.

One thing he’s super proud of? His voice. He knows how his voice can turn you on and drive you mad. He likes to get close to your and have his breath tickle your skin before he whispers words of praise for you doing so well for him.

“Oh, little one, you’re shivering. Are you afraid? Or are you excited?”

His favorite thing is to get you incredibly aroused while barely touching you.

Enjoys you riding his thigh- you look like a wanton little beast who can barely contain themself from him.

Kars likes you vocal, so that means you better be moaning, groaning, gasping, sobbing, and thanking him loudly. He doesn’t care who hears. If you try to hold your voice back he gets rougher to have you be louder.

Most of your intimate encounters will be him getting you off in order to humiliate yourself/hear you praise him. But in the few times he does find himself craving your body, be prepared.

He is huge. That doesn’t need to be stated but he’s big. Muscular. Strong. Tall. And he’s got full control of nearly every fiber of his body. As the perfect being, he knows he’s well-endowed and uses it to his advantage.

Some days he’s merciful and likes to take his time and prepare you. He’ll coo to you as if you are a mindless little animal (you probably will be after how well he stimulates you) and praise you for taking him so well.

“How precious. Control your breaths, pet. You can’t be this exhausted when we’ve barely begun yet. Now… relax yourself.”

Other days, he’s merciless and will use you without abandon. His cruelty and dominating nature comes out full force.

“Hmph, is this how you treat your new god? Beg better, or I’ll stop. You should be grateful I even deign to touch your mortal body.”

Although he insists he is not affected by your presence or that you are but a toy for him to entertain himself with, if someone were to threaten to harm or take you back (ie. Joseph/Caesar), he will step in and put an end to that foolish thought.

“It is unwise of you to think that you will take what is mine away from me.”

DIO (Stardust Crusaders)

A Dio fully in touch with his desires with little remorse or care. This new body of his makes him more confident and lecherous.

The many ‘victims’ that take up his bedchambers are usually fodder he disposes of quickly. And the ones that are ‘lucky’ enough to escape are very few.

You happen to be fortunately (or unfortunately) be his favorite. And being Dio’s favorite means many things.

You get special privileges almost no one else receives. Only you are allowed to caress and touch him so brazenly and easily, and only you can get somewhat mouthy with him.

He spoils you with fancier foods and drinks to fill you to your heart’s content. While others can argue over scraps, he gives you the opportunity to sit on his lap and feed him. And if he’s feeling nice, he’ll feed you too.

You also are practically immune to anything, so long as you keep remaining his favorite. If a minion tries something with you? Dead. Someone from the ‘harem’ insults you? Dead. Hell, a bird made too loud of a noise? Dead. He finds it hilarious to inflict damage due to his whims and somewhat twisted obsession with you.

“Hoh? Does it please you, knowing your lord is willing to go to such lengths to keep you safe? Now, what will you do to showcase how pleased you are?”

Most people catch on very quickly to stay away from you, lest they face an untimely death.

But it does mean he expects you to serve his every whim quickly. He’s so demanding with you, annoyingly so, actually, and he does it to mess with you. You’re his favorite but he will still be a joker with you.

He feeds on you often, but is in enough control to reign himself from taking all your blood. Sometimes he “jokes” that he just wants to drain you dry, but it’s up in the air.

Dio is pretty selfish in bed. Often he lays back and expects you to ride him, like a good pet should do for their lord. Go on, earn your keep.

He enjoys clawing at your skin and caressing the scratches he leaves on you later on.

Is not ashamed of making a public spectacle of you if he feels like it. Get used to him continuing to pound into you while Hol Horse attempts to give him a report update.

He takes his frustration and anger out on you physically. When he gets news that the Crusaders have foiled another batch of minions, he might go get his violent (and bloody) fill with a few random mortals, then return to you and sternly tell you to get on your knees. The stone cold expression on his face makes the room drop a few degrees and he will not talk much in these sessions.

Dio likes putting you in difficult situations for the thrill of it. Your reactions are always interesting, solidifying his interest in you.

He does admit that he’d probably never put you first above his plans (which he seldom talks about except when you two are relaxing after an intense night) and sardonically chuckles that he may enjoy you now, but it can all change if you stop being ‘fun’ for him.

But when Hol Horse attempts to grab you to threaten Dio, Dio’s face hardens in a way no one has ever seen before, and Hol Horse immediately aborts the plan. You’ve never seen Dio look that terrifying before.

He doesn’t speak of that event again, instead telling you to return to the room and stay there.

Expect him to keep him closer and have a tighter grip around you.

Yoshikage Kira

Hiding in plain sight has never been so easy for Kira after having his face switched with the poor sucker at Cinderella salon.

He could lie a bit longer, play pretend as a dutiful husband as this random man whose appearance he has taken.

He returns home to see you, the partner of the man he just took over, and he knows he’s in for trouble. He’s going to have to not only fend off suspicion from everyone else in town, but especially within his own home. He no longer has a safe space and it frustrates him.

He has never been in a formal romantic relationship, but he attempts to act ‘normal’, keeping some distance but still ‘polite’.

You don’t seem to suspect much- or maybe you’re just so happy to see some changes in your former husband- and always like to chat with Kira. At first he finds it dull and grating, despising how you talk about nothing useful.

But he can’t be too bland, so he’ll respond back. Usually one word responses and the like just to satiate you enough to get him off his back.

However, you’ll occasionally discuss a topic he is more interested in and then he’ll give you more of his personal opinion on the subject. Kira didn’t expect to find some comfort with having another person to share these discussions with.

And while he hated the fact his normal schedule before acting as your husband changed, he slowly starts to grow fond of his new routine with you. Waking up and receiving a goodbye kiss before he goes off to work has become his new morning energizer. Coming home to see the table set with you waiting for him makes the nights a bit more pleasant.

He’ll never really recognize if he enjoys this for real or if he’s doing this to keep up the act of a ‘good husband’. He’ll just let the days continue to go on like this while he loses the others off his back.

Although, one thing that really took him off guard was your heavy affection and sexual desires for him. You have nice hands, he’ll give you that, but he was so taken aback by your behavior. Apparently, throughout the whole night when you dressed up extra nice for him and made him his favorite meal and were complimenting him and swooning over him- that supposedly meant you wanted to take him to the room for some bed breaking action.

He honestly was so shocked that this was what your behavior meant and he had take a moment to recollect himself. Kira declined that first night because he truly has never had sex with another person, less so someone he was pretending to be married to. He was not mentally prepared for that to be thrown at him.

After calming himself down in a few days, he does attempt to be more physically intimate with you.

Yeah he’s mostly focused on your hands at first. He still doesn’t recognize if he actually loves you yet, but he won’t decline you giving him a handjob or stroking your hands over his toned body. And he’s always ready to be licking your hands.

After a few more times of these rather awkward and selfish sessions, he does pay it back and begins to explore your body more. He finds himself fascinated with how your chest rises and falls with every shaky breath and moan you let out. He likes the way your eyes roll into the back of your head.

His compulsive tendencies do appear in the bedroom, and he does let them out, but they honestly come off as roleplay. It’s kinda hot to hear your normally calm husband just huff and lecture you while he bends your body around roughly to ‘set you straight’.

“Enough of that. Seriously, can you not even put yourself together correctly? If you can’t dress properly, then don’t bother wearing anything at all.”

He’s way too deep into this marriage life with you, getting extra frustrated if anyone dares to disturb whatever you two have going on.

Diavolo

He falls in lust first. He hasn’t learned his lesson from the last time. Diavolo is a heavy believer in the concept of ‘Fate’, but he believes he is the ‘King’ who can overcome it.

Surely… ‘fate’ wanted you to be his subordinate.

You do a wonderful job, you never ask any questions that are unnecessary, and you never stray too far from what he’s asked. You always manage to get the job done in your own, unique way.

You’re his most trusted subordinate (underneath Doppio), and Diavolo can’t help but feel that selfish urge to contain you as a part of him forever. You’re attractive, so cunning, and so loyal to him- something that makes him believe you were meant to be ‘his’.

He’s run from his past for so long, but that makes him cocky. If you were to somehow lose his interest, he surely would overcome this ‘challenge’ and defy your fate, too. You’ll never know what hit you. Not to mention, he completely believes he’ll be able to keep you in check and under his thumb. He’s learned that much from his time.

So he lets himself be known to you, after all, good servants deserve some ‘rewards’ from their king, do they not?

He is a cruel man in bed, doing almost everything in his power to exert his control over you and dominate you.

Bondage, toys, threats, punishments, and even using King Crimson are not too out of line for this sadist.

He enjoys overstimulating you, loving the way you babble nonsense and tell him it’s ‘too much’.

The louder and messier it is, the better. Anything to show you who is the one in control and in charge, and where your proper place as his most devoted servant is.

He insists on a BDSM lifestyle outside of the bedroom too. Diavolo is not short on funds, so he’ll gift you an expensive accessory (probably with built in tracking on it) as a ‘reminder’ of who you belong to.

But knowing Diavolo, it’s a veiled threat. Fail to comply with his demands, fail to be entertaining to him, or worst of all, fail to keep his trust- you’ll be dealt with swiftly. Choose wisely when he ‘graciously’ lets you roam free.

He’s pretty giving otherwise. His constant jumping from villa to villa or hotel makes him take you with him and allow you some luxuries in those areas. You will always have a private suite away from the rabble and be able to relax.

Diavolo finds it sweet that you’ll trace the paisley tattoos/markings on his arm (sorry I like tattoos so uh-). He’ll let you do it for a bit, all while smirking down at you in amusement.

“Enjoying yourself, tesoro mio?”

Gets incredibly angry at the thought of someone touching you or finding you. Not purely out of love- but as a desire to keep you to him. If someone figured out your relationship with him, he’d have to swiftly deal with them and possibly you to keep himself hidden.

He does trust Doppio to escort you and take care of you, allowing him to be perhaps the only other person to see you physically and take you around wherever Diavolo needs you to be taken.

Surprisingly, Diavolo likes to listen to the opera and will play some records for you both to listen to while you both unwind or he is working on mundane things for Passione.

Enrico Pucci

A master manipulator who believes everything he’s doing is for your own good. He meets in the prison- you’re down on your luck, but you’re earnest and seeking redemption. How could he not want to give you the peace you’ve been searching for?

As the chaplain of Green Dolphin, he does get more access to you than others get, as well as allowing you the chance to take a break from your prison activities to talk or assist him.

He believes the chance meeting with you, you who was so pitiful in the chapel and begging for anything to comfort you in your hard time, was another mechanization of “gravity”.

It was simply fate to meet you, and it was fated that he had to be the one to save you. Perhaps this was a second chance at something he needed to do to be redeemed. Perhaps this was him seeing a kindred spirit within you.

Pucci takes it upon himself to offer you counsel or give you a moment of reprise. Once you two get closer, he begins to encourage more discussion and debate from you.

“Humans are powerless to oppose fate. Wouldn’t you agree on that?”

But Pucci is obviously not the completely helpful priest he acts as, as his more sinister and rough behaviors come out the more he is ‘pulled’ to you.

Pucci does continue to use Whitesnake as a mouthpiece, often to voice more ‘warnings’ to you so you do not get scared of Pucci directly. Obviously Whitesnake is just a separate being from Pucci, and you have nothing to worry about, because you obviously were not planning on doing anything to jeopardize Pucci’s goals or ideals, right?

He uses his authority and standing in Green Dolphin to get his way. Whether it is ridding of annoying prisoners or guards who bother you, or having you isolated as ‘punishment’ for perhaps doing something he didn’t like, Pucci will pull as many strings as he must.

Only he has your best interests in mind, and only he is the one who can give you salvation and the hope you long for. He is your ‘fate’ so long as you comply.

He has to admit, he is curious to get your Memory DISC to see all your memories. But he recognizes that would possibly be a step too far (he has some boundaries, he thinks) and attempts to get you to admit your memories on your own.

Incredibly attentive and will recall anything you’ve told him with 100% accuracy. It can be comforting and nice when you want to vent or talk to him. Do not think you can lie your way around him, though. Whether you’ve intentionally lied to him or not, he will promptly correct you and tell you to be truthful.

Pucci believes the Heaven Plan will save you and make you more willing to accept your fate. He confesses to you that what he’s doing will make you happier, will make you more free, and will make your tears dry up.

Although he says that, sometimes, when he looks at you, he does get those same feelings from before he met Dio. Those dreams of running away, running far away and committing blasphemous acts with you, much like those of the novels he’s read. He brushes them aside and counts prime numbers to rid himself of those ideas. He’s so close to his goal.

“Enough, Pucci. Enough. You’ve committed to this. You’re doing this for the good of humanity. Even if it’s hard, they’ll understand. They’ll come to learn to love their new life and accept their fate with a smile.”

Funny Valentine

Funny prioritizes public appearance and his goals over his private life. Despite Scarlet being gone from the picture, he isn’t all that distraught. But being a ‘widower’ does give him some sympathy from the public that he uses to leverage good PR.

And you are such a helpful assistant to him. You always have everything under control, every plan together, and whatever he may need quickly finished and given to him without him having to utter a word.

That competence is quite attractive to him, more so than your physical features (which he does enjoy and did catch his eye before).

He thinks to himself as a joke that he’d just adore having multiple copies of you running around the White House (and in the room) thanks to D4C, but he knows how dangerous it would be to play with your life like that. You’re so useful to him now, so he’ll care for you.

Funny pulls lots of all-nighters, especially during the Steel Ball Run, and that means, likewise, you are too, as his devout assistant. This does mean he’s more tired, but also more personable than his stern public face.

Sometimes he rambles about anecdotes from his time in the army or working as a senator. Sometimes he’ll tell a bad joke that makes you laugh from the fact that the strong president would say such a strange thing out of nowhere. But sometimes, he’ll admit how lonely it is, being the most powerful man in America. Especially without anyone beside him.

He takes advantage of the sob story he has to get you to be more vulnerable with him. And when you comfort him and offer him some help, he is quite happy internally that you did exactly what he hoped you’d do, but outwardly acts humble.

“How kind of you, dear. You needn’t worry about my nonsense, though. You aren’t on my payroll to be my personal therapist. I already stress you enough, as is.”

But you insist and who is he to deny you?

It doesn’t take long after that for your relationship to go beyond professional boundaries. A touch here, a longing gaze there- and Funny has to admit he enjoys the thrill of having a secret affair going on with his assistant right under the nose of the rest of the workers there.

And, scandalously, Funny is a freak. A really freaky guy.

Don’t get fooled by his professional nature and good posture that he displays for the newspapers. Funny is perhaps the most experimental and freaky man on the list, willing to try almost anything at least once (and it does give a good excuse to take you to his chambers).

He indulges in plenty of kinks; bondage, domination (whether you or him), roleplay, exhibitionism- it doesn’t matter.

But he will try to reign himself in because he is the president, even if he’d love nothing more than to have you on his desk and weeping for him. His biggest kink is roleplay, and in private, he will want to be addressed differently. This must go on at all times behind closed doors. Failure to adhere to his rules or attempting to embarrass him publicly will result in punishment.

“You little brat! Have I not been clear on what you were to do? Or were you hoping I would take matters into my own hands? Hm, since you seem to enjoy acting so improper, perhaps I shall reteach you manners. Lay down, now. I hope you’re prepared for what’s coming.”

Funny can look calm during any arguments he has with you, thus making him a tough man to debate. He is authoritative and believes he knows what’s best. While some backtalk is fine for the most part, after a while he puts his foot down and tells you to stop.

But then you two see each other after you’ve calmed down, and he holds you while apologizing. He’ll insist he loves you very, very much, but he’s just under so much stress and while you may have your heart in the right place, there are some things that just can’t go as you like.

Possessive when it comes to you, keeping you monitored by guards and by his side almost 24/7. You weren’t planning on betraying the country you love so much, were you, dear?

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lustastarte · 2 years ago

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♡questioning them all | kirafumi (jjl)♡

genre: fluff/some angst

kirafumi soft love budding from preschool to present

published: 2020

written by request

It was the first day of preschool, and Kira's parents wanted to make sure he looked his best. They knew it was important for him to make friends, as he only had one. Josefumi Kujo, the boy who lived across the street, was the only kid his age that Kira knew. They had been friends ever since Kira's mom gave birth to him. Mr. and Mrs. Yoshikage had always thought there was something strange about the relationship between the two, but pushed it aside when Mrs. Kujo explained that Josefumi was clingier than the average kid, and he was probably afraid that Kira would leave him.

Kira was sitting at a table when Josefumi walked into the colorful classroom, nervously looking around. His eyes lit up as he jumped out of his chair to greet the other boy.

"Fumi!"

Josefumi gasped, hugging Kira tightly.

"Kiwa!"

After the boys finished hugging, Kira grabbed the other boy's hand and walked him to the table he had been sitting at. There were two other kids there, who introduced themselves.

"I'm Sakunami!"

"I'm Kyo!"

Josefumi waved shyly, causing Kira to giggle.

"Fumi, don't be scared! They're really nice!"

Josefumi only nodded and hugged his friend, something he does often when nervous or confronted with too many things going on at once.

"Fumi," Kira cooed. "Don't be scared... Talk to them!"

"H-Hi Sakuami... Hi Kyo..."

"Hi Fumi!" The two girls smiled brightly at the shy boy, who smiled back just as hard before burying his face in Kira's arm.

"What's going on here?" The teacher squatted down so that Josefumi could see her face.

"No, Miss Holly, he's okay! He's just scared," Kira said, smiling at the teacher.

"Alright..."

The school day went on as Miss Holly taught the kids the alphabet.

Soon it was nap time for the preschoolers, and the four friends placed their mats right next to each other. They were fast asleep when a small, shaky boy walked through the classroom door.

He was smaller than the rest of them, obviously a year younger.

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Joshu," the boy whispered softly. "Is- Is this Miss Holly's room?"

"Yes it is," she responded calmly.

"I- I'm your student," the small boy muttered, looking down.

"Oh, well the other kids are asleep so why don't you grab a mat and lay down somewhere?"

"Yes ma'am."

When Kira woke up, there was a boy on his other side, but he could've sworn there wasn't anyone there when he went to sleep.

"Hi," he said quietly to the smaller boy. "I'm Kira, what's your name?"

"Hi Kia... I'm J-Joshu."

"Hi Joshu! Guys, look! This is Joshu."

Josefumi rubbed his eyes as he sat up from his nap. Sakunami began waving furiously and Kyo smiled happily at the new kid.

"I'm Kyo!"

"Hi, I'm Sakunami!"

Josefumi looked nervously at Kira, hoping he would introduce him for him. Kira just smiled and looked back at him encouragingly.

"H-Hi Joshu... I'm Josefumi," the boy almost whispered, trying to hide behind Kira.

The next day, Miss Holly had the kids introduce the friends they had made.

"This is Fumi, that's Sakunami, that's Kyo, and that's Joshu!"

"Good, Kira! Now it's your turn, Josefumi," the teacher said, not noticing that Kira had messed up some of their names when speaking.

Josefumi took a deep breath, and Kira grabbed his hand to comfort him.

"This is Kiwa, that's Sakuami, that's Joshu," the boy whispered, Kira still holding his hand tightly. "And that's Kyo!"

"Sakunami, honey," the teacher corrected.

"Sakuami?"

"No, Sakunami."

"Sakuami," Josefumi said, sure that he had gotten it right that time.

"No. Repeat after me. Saku."

"Saku."

"Nami."

"Put it together," the teacher said.

"Sakuami!"

Miss Holly sighed. "Let's try aga-"

"No! Stop it," Kira yelled, hugging Josefumi. "He can't help it."

"Don't yell at me, Yoshikage Kira. He needs to learn how to say it."

"No he doesn't! He says it just fine! Leave him alone!"

"Time out, Kira. Go."

Kira looked at Josefumi sadly, getting up to go sit in the corner.

"Now, Josefumi-"

"No!"

"Sakunami, do you want time out too?"

"Leave Fumi alone!"

"Get in the corner."

So Sakunami left the table as well, and just as Miss Holly was about to speak, Kyo launched out of her seat to cover Josefumi's ears.

"If he says her name is Sakuami, her name is Sakuami. You're the one saying it wrong."

"Now leave him alone!" Joshu was glaring at the woman, who furiously grabbed her phone, calling the five kids' mothers.

When their parents came to pick them up, Miss Holly sat the adults down and asked the children to tell them what happened. The kids left afterward, Kira leaving with Josefumi. Gradually, Josefumi became less shy, and by first grade, he could even talk to the students he wasn't friends with.

One day after school, he had invited Kira over. They spent the whole day together, and then it was time to sleep. The two boys put on their pyjamas and crawled up into Josefumi's bed, cuddling one another. Some time after midnight, Kira woke up in a cold sweat, tears streaming from his tired eyes. He shook Josefumi awake, who immediately comforted him and distracted him from the awful nightmare he had just experienced. They cuddled back up together and talked about their favorite shows until Kira fell asleep in Josefumi's arms again. When Mrs. Kujo woke them up, Kira's parents were waiting downstairs.

"Kira, honey, your parents are here"

So the two boys got dressed and gathered all of Kira's things up. Josefumi hugged him before leading him down the staircase.

"Bye, Kira!" the boy pulled the other into another hug.

"Bye, Fumi!"

But just as Kira got to the door, Josefumi realized something. He had forgotten their best friend ritual.

"Kira, wait!"

"Huh?"

"We forgot our goodbye kiss!" Josefumi ran up to the boy and kissed him softly, gently connecting their lips for a split second. Kira grabbed the other's hands in return, before being yanked away by his parents.

"Kira?"

"Bye Jo-!"

And his sentence was cut short by the front door slamming shut.

"Josefumi Kujo! Why did you do that?"

"Momma, that's what best friends do!"

"And who told you that?"

"Well you and Daddy kiss, and he's your best friend, right?"

"Yes, but-"

"And Kira's mommy and daddy kiss, and they're best friends. So why can't Kira and I kiss? We do it all the time."

Josefumi wasn't lying. They kissed on the playground, they kissed at lunch. They kissed when one was about to leave the other's house, just not in front of their parents, normally.

"Jojo, you can't just kiss Kira."

"Why not? You just randomly kiss daddy all the time," Josefumi reasoned, more than confused and not getting why his mom was mad at him for kissing his best friend.

"Your Daddy and I are married though."

"Kira and I are married too! We got married on the playground because best friends always get married!"

"I kiss your dad because I love him, and I'm his wife."

"I love Kira a lot, so I kiss him often! I'm his husband!"

The woman sat her son down, sighing.

"Jojo, you can't just kiss him."

"But why not? I don't understand it..."

"...Do you love Kira?"

"Yeah! I love him a lot!"

"No, baby, I mean as a boyfriend. Are you dating Kira?"

"I do love him that much! We're married, and we promised each other that we would get married for real when we got older!"

"But do you like Kira? As in like him as if he were your boyfriend?"

Josefumi froze for a second. Would he get in trouble for lying? Or would he get yelled at for the truth?

"Yeah," he muttered, going with the truth.

"Does he like you like that?"

"Yeah, he told me so! But don't tell his parents, they'll get mad at him..."

"Why?"

"He said they don't support being um... I don't remember the word."

"Gay?"

"Yeah! They don't support being gay, and when two boys like each other, they're 'being gay.'"

"So are you and Kira dating?"

"No, he isn't allowed to date... I wish we were, though."

Mrs. Kujo began to worry. Where would Kira go after this? What if they shunned Josefumi?

Mrs. Yoshikage shut her car door and began to drive.

"Kira Yoshikage! Why the hell did you let him do that?"

"What do you mean? I wanted it!"

"You wanted it?!"

"We always kiss, Mommy! It's what best friends are supposed to do!"

"No it isn't! Did he tell you this?"

"No, I told him."

Kira's mom was furious, her face blood red and steam almost coming out of her ears.

"Kira! Where the fuck did you get an idea like that? Little boys only kiss little girls. Do you understand that?"

"No, Mommy, I love Josefumi! Why can't I kiss him?"

The woman almost wrecked the car when Kira finished.

"I don't want you around Josefumi from now on," she growled.

"But Mommy! Please, he's my best friend! I can't live here without him!"

"Then I guess we'll be living somewhere else."

Kira began to cry. His mom made him start to pack all his things up, and by Sunday, they were moving into a house that they owned halfway across the world in Great Britain.

Josefumi had never known why Kira was dragged out of his house that day, and he never knew that day would be the last time he ever saw Yoshikage Kira, the boy he loved. He never knew until he got older. He never knew until he realized seven years later that Kira wasn't coming back. He never knew until he realized he was the one who drove his first love away with a kiss. Sure, Josefumi dated after losing Kira. From eighth grade to tenth, he dated a cute boy from his science class. They would go on small dates, meeting up at football games and making out under the bleachers, sitting in the very back of movie theaters to cuddle, and meeting in little cafes to study while they hold hands.

Josefumi was sure he loved the boy, so why did it feel wrong to be with him? The two boys ended up deciding to be just friends, as they didn't feel anything special for the other any more.

In his junior year, he dated a boy he met at a competition, who had just been through a nasty break-up with a girl Josefumi didn't know. They would read together, sit in the park together, and listen to music together. The heartbroken boy never kissed Josefumi, just because he wanted his first kiss to be special, and only once he knew he had found the one. They too agreed on being just friends halfway through the year, and that boy went on to fall in love with Josefumi's eighth grade boyfriend. Josefumi loved seeing them happy, and was a proud third wheel.

During his first year of college, Josefumi met someone on a dating website. His name was something strange, but at least he was charming. They were set to go on a date that day. The two had fun, flirting and playing around, but just as the night was about to end, a stranger walked up to the two.

"You CHEATER!" The man brokenly cried, tears welling up in his eyes.

"No, Aisho, listen, I-"

"No, save it. You bitch, I thought you liked me," the sobbing man whimpered. "I thought we had something."

"Are you guys dating?" Josefumi looked from one man to the other

"We were," the crying man retorted with an edge.

"Screw you, cheating asshole. Don't ask for a second date," Josefumi snarled, pushing his date back and walking toward the stranger. He was pissed to say the least.

The stranger shot the cheating man an extremely rude hand gesture. "Let's go," he said to Josefumi.

"Hey, I haven't eaten dinner," Josefumi laughed as they walked away. "You wanna go get something with me?"

"After tonight, that sounds nice."

"You're not... upset with me about all this, are you?"

The stranger laughed. "God no! It's not your fault. You seem like a good guy, a good friend."

"Thanks, I'm glad you don't hate me," Josefumi smiled.

The two men ate at a fast food restaurant, talking up a storm. They exchanged numbers before they left, as they had become good friends.

"You know, you should meet my friends and I at the deli for lunch tomorrow, it'd be fun," Josefumi offered.

"Yeah, I'd like that," the man said before getting in his car. "Goodbye Jojo, I'll see you later!"

The next day, Josefumi was sitting outside at a table with five other people.

Sakunami, Joshu, Kyo, his eigth grade boyfriend, and tenth grade boyfriend were all there, waiting for the stranger.

"Sorry I'm late," he apologized.

"Guys, this is Aisho Dainenjiyama," Josefumi grinned, pointing up at the standing man.

"Are you guys... a thing?"

Josefumi and Aisho began laughing, the youngest of the two hitting the table.

"No, Kyo," Josefumi managed to get out.

The rest of their lunch went well, the other five men asking for Aisho's number and Josefumi adding them all to a groupchat.

Kira stepped off the plane and into the airport. He missed America, but as much as he'd like to move back, he had a job in Great Britain, and that was the reason he was in America in the first place. He looked around, taking a deep breath in and smiling. His stomach began to growl ferociously, so he searched for nearby restaurants. He walked into a small sandwich shop on the corner of the street. A small bell rung faintly as he walked in. Kira was seated by the hostess, and after a minute, his waiter came around the corner.

"Hi, I'm Josefumi and I'll be taking care of you today. What can I get you to drink?"

Kira couldn't breathe. His first love, his best friend that he's been missing for fourteen years was standing beside him.

"Jo-Josefumi?"

The purple-haired man looked up with a laugh. "Yeah, that's my name, don't wear it out- Kira?"

"I- This can't be real..."

"J-Just tell me what you want to drink and I'll ask my manager if I can have a break."

"Water, please."

Josefumi returned a few minutes later with two glasses of water.

"She told me that my shift ended thirty minutes ago, oops."

Kira laughed, and Josefumi began to tear up.

"Fumi? What's wrong?" Kira grabbed his hand from across the table.

"I just-... I missed you so much..."

Kira got up from his side of the booth and climbed in the seat next to the other man, pulling him into a hug.

"I missed you too, Jojo," the younger man whispered, placing Josefumi's head in the crook of his neck and burying his face in the other's hair. He pulled back after what felt like forever, placing one hand on Josefumi's cheek and one inside the other's hand.

"Do you even know why they made me move?"

"Because of me," Josefumi sighed, looking away from Kira.

"No. It's because you made me question everything they had ever told me about love."

"What?"

"I looked at you as a friend until I realized I loved you. I didn't want a girlfriend in first grade. I wanted you. But they didn't want me to be like that, so they moved me away. That way, I could see all the girls in the universe and not just be concentrated on the brightest star in my galaxy."

"Me?"

"Yes, you," Kira muttered, eyes watering as he glided his thumb across Josefumi's tear-stained cheek. "Only you."

"But it didn't work, did it?"

Kira shook his head. "No, it didn't. I love you, Josefumi. I always have."

"I love you too, Kira."

Throughout the day, the two caught up on everything they had missed. It was only when Kira dropped Josefumi back off at his apartment that it got awkward. Kira didn't know what to say as he watched the other walk away from him. Then it clicked.

"Fumi, wait!"

Josefumi snapped around quickly, and was met with Kira's lips on his. They moved slowly, fitting together like puzzle pieces. After some time, the black-haired man pulled back.

"We forgot our goodbye kiss," Kira whispered, and Josefumi melted.

"You remembered..."

"Of course I did. Now go get some sleep," Kira spoke brightly. "Text me when you get up."

"Okay," Josefumi mumbled, rubbing his eyes in an attempt to stay awake. "Can I- um... Can I have another goodbye kiss?"

Kira wrapped his arms around Josefumi's waist and placed his lips on the other's. He had forgotten how it felt to kiss him, how it felt to be able to know someone loved him, how it felt to hold Josefumi's large hand as their lips moved in sync, how it felt to watch the world disappear around him. He could only see Josefumi, and he only wanted to see Josefumi.

"Goodnight, Fumi."

#kirafumi #kira x josefumi #jjba #jojolion #jjba fanfic #fanfiction #fluff #some angst?? just a little

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