NoblemanJoestar

(So I haven't been posting and thought I wouldn't have had the trouble fixed by now but no such luck. What is this problem. My laptop is broke. Physical.

@justachildofthemoon

The moment Robert felt Jonathan’s arm wrapping around him, his free hand resting on his lower back, his face was pretty much burning. He didn’t even need to see it to know it was redder than before. Well, there went Speedwagon’s attempt at trying to calm himself down…

The blond unconsciously leaned a bit further into the touch, loving the way he seemed to fit just perfect into the embrace, into the gentleman’s arms; loved the way even his hand seemed to fit in Jonathan’s larger one so wonderfully. God, Robert was so lost in him, wasn’t he? He had never felt anything this strong for anyone before. It was unbelievable, almost painful.

“It’s… it’s not exactly that…” He said before he could even catch himself and then bit his tongue. His subconscious sure did like to keep things interesting, apparently…

“Perhaps.” She leaned against a wall. How intriguing. Could this simply be a coincidence? Or could it be… that this man was Joanna if she was born male? It wouldn’t surprise her. She had seen too much to doubt it.

“I guess it doesn’t matter. Despite the confusion, it is a pleasure to meet you, Jonathan.”

Being myself is better than his lessons..? Dio was rather confused by it but if being himself made Jonathan happy, then those lessons didn’t technically go to waste now did it. He tensed up from the kiss and he relaxes, as if he wasn’t exactly used to the affection just yet. He glances over to the male, nodding slowly as if he was unsure how to answer the obvious question.

❝..In..deed I am.❞ The way the other locked gaze with him, something about it made Dio felt at ease and felt a flutter in him. He wasn’t sure of it but just something about his gaze, puts him in a state of unknown. A delightful unknown.

He broke the gaze and took the books back into his arms ❝..You.. truly don’t mind me reading? Even if I get too engrossed into it?❞

Jonathan blushed a little. “Sorry that was a bit forward of me, wasn’t it?” He stated noticing that Dio had tensed a bit. “When your with me, you needn’t worry about him. Just be yourself, that’s important to me. As long as you do that I think I’ll be happier with you as my wife than anything else.” He told the blond really wanting to make it clear that no rehearsed bridal lessons would win his heart more than being himself. It was one of the things that had drew him to Erina after all, she was true to herself, even if it was more of a one sided crush.

He blinked as he was pulled closer and the corner of his lips curled upwards when Jonathan complimented his mother. ❝Indeed she is.. the kindest and most wisest person ever. I wish you can meet her.. but she’s no longer on this earth.❞ He frowned, not wanting to go into further details of her death ❝But.. I’m sure you’ll love her and I’m sure she’ll enjoy your company. Her kindness however, is also a curse.. she’s too kind to others that they’ll take advantage of her.❞ He looks up and looks over to Jonathan. ❝She always tries to see the goodness in people, even if its hard.❞

He glances up to the stars ❝..I’m sure your mother must have been nice as well..❞ Somehow he felt like their mothers are having a wonderful conversation over a cup of tea somewhere beyond their graves. He was enjoy the moment of silence between them, until that is Jonathan broke it and a blush crept up onto the blond’s cheeks. His eyes flutters in surprise and he turns to the other as if to deny that he’s cute, but his voice was caught in his throat. His eyes met with Jonathan’s blue eyes.

His eyes… its like the ocean… and it glitters like precious jewels.. its really beautiful.

“I see... I’m so sorry Dio. I hope to care for you in her place then.” Jonathan said comfortingly but not dwelling on it out of fear of tearing open old wounds. “I see. I’m often told I have than problem myself. I don’t think it’s a bad thing, more the people that abuse that sort of kindness are bad.” The nobleman stated lightly rubbing Dio’s lower back sensually as he held him pressed gently against his larger frame.

“I wish I could say if she was... Father says she was a wonderful woman.” He said looking to the stars whimsically before looking back at Dio. “At least now she has a friend in your mother to keep her company now.” He tried to put gently to lighten the mood. “Dio...” Jonathan spoke the blond’s name softly as he drew in for a kiss on his fiance's lips. He made sure Dio could draw away if he chose to but he fully intended to kiss those soft tender lips tonight otherwise.

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@bderinapendleton

“And yet it pales compared to you, dearest Erina.” Jonathan told her his eye softening as they gazed at her and opted to take her free hand to kiss it, only to blush as Erina kissed his cheek. He was covered in her kisses from earlier too, which put him on cloud nine. “Would you like me to help you put it on?” He offered with a smile.

The compliment he gave her made her blush a bright pink. She quietly giggled at his own blush, he was just too precious for her. Erina nodded, handing the brooch back to him. “I would be more than glad if you did, my love.”

Jonah chuckled softly. “I was only joking, Jojo. Oh! Want to see something neat?”he asked. He then looked around in his pockets before pulling out a rose seed he had in his pocket for such a show. 

“Okay, watch.” He held it up to show him, then put it into his palm, closing it. When he opened it, a bright red rose head was in his palm. “Ta-da!”he chirped. “It’s real by the way.” He then closed his hand again and opened it to show the rose seed again before putting it onto the dresser. “I have other tricks I could show you eventually.”

“O-oh? Well, sorry for being a bit to serious then!” Jonathan chuckled before he gave the blond a curious look. “A trick? Oh sure!” He replied with a smile as observed as the blond did a small performance. “Wow! How did you do that!? I didn’t know you were a magician too! Where you at a circus or a show of some sort before you came here?” The noble man asked. He didn’t mean to bombard him with questions, but like many Victorians magic tricks were fascinating and awe inspiring to children and adults alike. 

Dionne raised an eyebrow. Jonathan… Joestar, hm…?

“Interesting… I happen to have had an adoptive sister named Joanna Joestar. How peculiar, is it not?” She smiled wickedly at the memories. “Especially considering your… unique surname.”