“Let me in! Tell me what you’re thinking!“ [from Kakyoin to Jotaro cause WHY NOT??]
SOFT ANGST; // Accepting
“ Oi ... --” Muttered the Kujo, he was taken back with Kakyoin’s outburst, he was a sensitive one for sure in this group. Shoulders lifted with his sigh that expressed his annoyance but couldn’t help let a smile curl between his lips. Kakyoin always worried about him, he worried about everyone -- Such a kind man -- sometimes Jotaro wishes he never came on this trip, what if something happened to him too ? .“ & tell you what ?” Jotaro had a lot of personal issues, a lot of sadness & anger that’s never been resolved -- this scar always weighs him down. “ Yare Yare Daze -- “ Looking down at the red-head he lifted his index to connect with Kakyoin’s right cheek, he kept it there for a few seconds before rotating it gingerly. “I think you’ve had enough to drink -- you’re annoying.” With that, He removed his finger from his traveling companion. A warm breeze passes through them, tenderly blowing that strand of hair that rested in front of his face as his jacket blew in the wind with a delicacy. This was the most Jotaro could give, it was the most he could express.
