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Jotaro took a long drag on his cigarette in the passenger seat of the pickup truck as Kakyoin looked on nervously. The sun was setting and Mr. Joestar, Polnareff, nor Avdol had yet to return from looking for a decent place to sleep for the night. Kakyoin had offered to stay behind and guard the truck, but he wasn’t quite sure why Jotaro stayed. He had spent the last twenty minutes trying to pick apart every action the other young man did.

Which is part of why he’s so nervous- is Jotaro waiting to say or do something? Is there something he knows about Kakyoin that he plans to use to get Kakyoin to do something for him? Does he– oh god, he’s getting out of the truck–

“Kakyoin, I get a feeling that the old man, Polnareff, and Avdol aren’t coming back…” Jotaro said flatly, tossing his cigarette on the ground and stomping it out. “I suggest we just sleep here.” He slapped a hand on the side of the truck, indicating the light luggage they all had stored there and the few blankets they had laid out for those who had to ride in the bed of the truck.

Kakyoin raised an eyebrow, “Shouldn’t we be worried? They might have gotten attacked!” Kakyoin jumped out of the driver’s seat and stood opposite Jotaro.

Jotaro shook his head, beginning to push some of the luggage around in the back. “You don’t understand, they’re not coming back because I told them not to.” He pushed up on the side of the truck and climbed into the bed of the truck. “Turn the radio on, will you?”

Kakyoin stood still in awe. Was this a dream? An enemy stand disguised as Jotaro, maybe? Something seemed off, but Kakyoin had been with him all day. He leaned back in the cab of the truck and turned the key just enough so the radio would come on through the open windows. They were parked far enough away from the city not to be heard, but close enough to be within view of those buildings on the outskirts.

Jotaro was still standing in the bed of the truck, now with his arm outstretched to help Kakyoin in with him. Kakyoin waved him off, opting to push himself over the side like Jotaro had done. He sat now in the truck bed, back against the wheel well.

Jotaro still had his arm out, staring at him with an odd look. Kakyoin slowly held out his arm to meet Jotaro’s, who suddenly pulled him upright and into his chest in a tight hug.

Kakyoin hit Jotaro with a small grunt and even more questions than he did a few seconds ago. He looked to the side, into the distance at the sunset. “Jotaro?” Jotaro coughed slightly- nervously? He tilted his hat down over his eyes as Kakyoin looked up.

“Polnareff said something to Avdol the other day, ‘if I said you had a beautiful body,’” he paused, sighing, “'would you hold it against me?’” He leaned back a bit, looking at Kakyoin directly. “And the old man said something about how clear the sky is here, uh, ‘romance under the stars’, which reminded me of you…”

Kakyoin thought silently for a minute. That shitty pickup line that Polnareff had tried on Avdol stuck in Jotaro’s brain? And Mr. Joestar’s old man love advice made Jotaro think of him? Man, it must really have been more than a heat of the moment coincidence a few weeks ago…

…Which made Kakyoin laugh.

Given the circumstances, Jotaro actually took time to think about something other than stands and battles and DIO and helping his mother. Kakyoin could barely contemplate trying to pick Jotaro’s brain now! God, all that time, Jotaro was just nervous to be romantic with him?

His laughter slowly died down to small chuckles as he looked at Jotaro again. His worried expression (wow, something more than distaste or boredom- he must really be genuine!) pulled Kakyoin fully from his thoughts.

“Ah, I-I’m sorry Jojo, I wasn’t laughing at you!” Kakyoin rested his head against Jotaro’s chest, pulling his arms around the taller young man’s waist. “Just… the circumstances we’re in now aren’t the best for romance, huh?” Jotaro was silent, but he squeezed Kakyoin in his arms.

“Mmm,” he hummed, his chest vibrating, making Kakyoin shiver. He began to bend down- an attempt to sit down in the truck- not letting Kakyoin go.

They ended up with backs against the back window of the truck, Kakyoin sitting between Jotaro’s legs with Jotaro’s arms draped over his shoulders.

Lilting guitar music began in the cab of the truck, Kakyoin humming along. They watched the sky get dark, cuddling and kissing under the stars.

“To answer your question that you technically never asked but I think you did mean to ask; I would and wouldn’t hold it against you.” Kakyoin grinned to himself, reaching up to thread his fingers in Jotaro’s hair. He felt Jotaro smile against the back of his head.