˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ syn ⸝⸝ : He leaves his jacket at your house. A planned retrieval turns into unexpected endings and feelings ablaze.
⸝⸝ tags : College au but not rlly relevant , fluff , cheek kisses and quick escapes , Josuke is a people person I fear. ⸝⸝
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—. This was written for my girlfriend in turn of her making a fanfic for me. I’ve gotten the stamp of Josuke obsessed, number one fan’s approval. Was scared, immensely. @lywhi enjoyed so hope you all do too. ꒰ྀི১ ໒꒱ིྀ
The sun lowered seamlessly into the horizon, bleeding pinks and purples and that distinct orange shade that lit up everything beyond it. By the gate, watching as students passed by and talked about their afternoon plans—was you. Watching the entry doors like a hawk settling on its prey, unrelenting in your annoyance.
Minutes ticked on. One second dragging longer the next, settling that bone deep impatience you’ve never won a battle with in your life. Your foot tapped in its place. Slow, sharp jerks that implied your simmering annoyance was beginning to border fury.
Just when you were about to throw in the sack and storm in there after him yourself, you see that familiar mop of hair and that none the wiser expression he always wore whenever he was by himself.
It was almost painful to see him be so oblivious. Not noticing the burning wrath in your glare, or you at all. Whistling a nameless tune under his breath, thumb hooked beneath his bag strap as he bopped his head back and forth.
Walking, strolling, languidly going about his afternoon—straight past where you stood.
Your eyebrow gave an involuntary jerk.
“Hey, Josuke!”
He spun around at the unexpected call of his name. “Huh?!” His eyes darted from one end of the street, to down the foot path where the crowd of students slowly dispersed, to the lone figure standing like a god of fury and short-temper. His eyes light up in that stupid way when he gets excited. “Oh, hey! Didn’t see you there.”
Josuke jogged up to you with that ever present grin.
“OW!”
You yanked him closer by the ear, frowning.
“Did you seriously forget?”
“Ah—ow! Forget wha—ah!”
You tug a little harder. “The jacket you were meant to pick up from my house, you idiot? Remember that, or do I need to pull harder?”
He laughs—that nervous hitch in his breath when the severity in your tone hits a bit too close. A smile spreads, disarming, a tad bit sheepish. He manoeuvres out of your grip and rubs the reddened skin until the ache lessened.
“Riight, I remember. I was just testing you to see if you remembered!”
You stare blankly. He was far too proud of himself. Smiling too wide, adjusting his bag with a renowned posture that screamed confidence and unfiltered stupidity.
“Yeah,” you murmured. “Sure.”
The walk to your house wasn’t long or extravagant. You lived fairly close and it wasn’t scenic by any means. But it was comfortable. Silence settled in the short space between, glances stolen and discarded.
He didn’t notice the way your breath stilled and you didn’t seem to notice how the grip on his bag strap tightened.
Your street came into view, your house followed not long after. Josuke followed the usual routine of coming inside like he’s done it many times before. Shoes left by the door in a neat row, bags set on the rack, and jackets slung over the hanger. Easy and familiar.
Somewhere along the line, you don’t know where or how, but this had become comfortable for you. Being in each other’s houses, knowing the rules like the back of your own hands, spending time with their family so much that they started to become your own.
it was odd, strange in the way comfort settled a bit too close and unexpectedly.
You still remember the first time Josuke visited your house. He barely knew what to do with his hands, greeted your mother in such a formal way that had her raising her brow, and stood stiff as a board near your doorframe.
Now? He slipped inside, hand on the wall so the other could tug off his shoe, looking around like he just got home from a long trip away and was familiarising himself again.
“We’re home!” You called out, stepping further inside. Your mother hummed something in the kitchen as she prepared for dinner.
Then the humming paused. “Who’s we?” She probed, snobbishly poking her head from the kitchen to see who you brought in the house. Her eyes lit up when they caught sight of Josuke. “Oh, what a lovely surprise! Hello Josuke.” She waved.
Josuke waved back in a way that nearly hit you across the head, had you not dodged. You glare daggers into the side of his face, but he only offers a cheeky grin and a shrug like he hadn’t done anything wrong. Like his hand hadn’t nearly just knocked you sideways.
Unbelievable.
“Hey there Mrs [Last Name]! Lovely to see your blooming face this evening.” He winks charmingly, swaying your mother with far too much ease.
She laughs him off. “Flattery will get you everywhere.” Then she disappears back into the kitchen, continuing even when she couldn’t see him. “Will you be joining us for dinner?”
“Oh no,” he declines politely. “My mother is cooking my favourite tonight and will be furious if i don’t eat it.”
She makes a noncommittal hum.
He turns back to you, grinning. “I love your mum.” His attempt at whispering is futile.
But you can’t help but roll your eyes in that fond way you do when it comes to Josuke. Of course he loved her, and of course she loved him. He had a way of connecting with people seamlessly.
He loved them, and somehow they all loved him too.
“Come on.” You usher.
He followed behind you easily. Keeping pace up the stairs and all the way to your room. It was nearly the exact same since he last saw it. Same nerdy posters about those shows you liked, and those figurines too. The ones that laid on every surface, making an array of fight ready characters or strikingly artistic poses.
You were so passionate about it that he was almost envious. He wished he held that same passion for something like this, enough to collect things and decorate his room with them.
Maybe that’s why he loved being in your room so much.
But, he neared closer to your shelf. “Is this a new figure?”
Your first instinct was to say no, but, yes, it was actually a new one. You bought it a few days ago. “Oh, yeah it is. Found it on sale so I thought, why not?”
“That’s so cool.” He walked over to your bed and fell backwards. Head plopping down on your pillow, chest rising and falling peacefully, far too comfortable for his own good. “Sales are great.” He groaned as he adjusted himself, tugging one of your many blankets over his legs.
You cross your arms and stare at him, unimpressed. “What do you think you’re doing?”
He peaks an eye open. “Relaxing?”
“You’re grabbing your jacket and leaving, remember?”
Josuke pouts—yes, pouts. It’s exaggerated and dramatic in all sense of the word, and he glares at you from where he’s gotten so comfortable on your bed. Reinstate, your bed.
“How could you just kick me out like I’m some one night stand? I never expected this from you, I thought you were different!”
I’m sorry?
You blink in bewilderment, trying to decipher whether or not he was kidding. He tugged the blanket up to his chest like he had been caught nude. Apparently not.
“you’re kidding.”
“At least wine and dine me before you let me slip away into the cold, lonely night.” He sniffled.
You look outside your window. It wasn’t even dark yet.
“The only reason why you’re here is to grab your jacket. Not romance me into letting you hangout in my room.”
“Cruel.” He pointed. “So cruel!”
Eventually you just had to sigh and give in. What else were you going to do? He would play the role of castaway one-night-stand until your mother got annoyed and chastised the both of you. You did not want that.
His satisfaction was evident, and frankly, you didn’t want to acknowledge what that did to you in the meantime. Neither did you want to address that stupid, irrational flutter in your chest when he leaned in close.
Josuke surely wasn’t aware of what his proximity did to you, surely. He didn’t know what he was doing, which was a lot easier to rationalise than overthink his flashy grin that made your brain malfunction.
He didn’t know that you watched the way his mouth moved with a bit too much intent, or how your laugh trailed off nervously when his side pressed close. Nope. Not at all.
But he did, in fact, notice. He knew, and he was acutely aware of the pink dusting your cheeks—and loved it.
You sat on the space by his legs and he shuffled from lying down to sitting upright in a heartbeat. Your blankets crumpled as he moved closer, enough to feel your body heat, far away enough to mistake for coincidental.
Time slipped by naturally.
Josuke felt his chest tighten whenever you laughed at his stupid jokes. He never really paid much attention to it before, but smiling really brought out your eyes. They seemed brighter in the afternoon sun, like they belonged in dreams rather than in front of him, real in a way he could touch.
His heart beat a little faster.
You shoved his shoulder and he didn’t even register what was going on around him until he heard you call his name. Something concerned and annoyed that he wasn’t paying attention.
“What?”
“You’re spacing out.”
“Oh.” He swallowed. Cheeks flushing. “Sorry.”
Your eyes sharpen at his odd reaction. “What’s up with you? You’ve been acting weird for the past..” you checked your invisible watch, making his lips twitch in amusement. “Twenty minutes.”
He sighs heavily, like a burden weighs him down. “Sorry, sorry. Your beauty just renders me speechless sometimes.”
You still.
He blinks, innocently.
“What?” He asks, tilting his head.
“You,” your cheeks flush. “Why would you say that?”
A slow smile creeps up onto his face. Despite his own being just as red as yours, he doesn’t back down. Not when he has you in such a rare state. Unfortunate for both you and your thumping heart.
“Why wouldn’t I? You’re beautiful. It’s distracting, you know?”
You take a moment to process.
A long, painful moment. Josuke nearly reaches up to poke you, just to make sure you’re still breathing and not a corpse gone still.
Then, your face lights up in flames. The furious red making him blink and lean back. “You can’t just say that!”
“Why not?” He laughs, rubbing the back of his neck, lashes fluttering nervously. “Is it making you uncomfortable?”
“I—no. It’s not.” Your voice trails off into something hesitant, suddenly too aware of the lack of space between you, of how he leans in just a bit closer now that he knows his advances aren’t turning you away.
Josuke looks like he’s debating something. His brows have that slight pinch to them that means he’s deep in thought. Rare, you would know.
For a moment you’re caught in a standstill of staring at each other. Flustered, too aware of your own bodies. His hand comes down on your knee, and you jerk by instinct. There’s a brief pause before he leans in.
Your heart skips a beat, drops, then launches back into motion.
He kisses your cheek. It’s soft, too tender, too real. The softness of his lips against your cheek makes your heart do stupid things, tingly and addicting. It’s gone quicker than you had the chance to register it was even there.
Josuke just kissed your cheek.
And he’s running across your room, yanking on the jacket he forgot the last time he was here, and sprinted out of your room like he was being chased down by the authorities. His thumping footsteps echo down the stairs. Distantly, your mother chastises him.
Nothing makes sense for the longest time.
“BYE, SORRY MRS [LAST NAME], IT WAS LOVELY TO SEE YOU AGAIN!!” You hear his voice downstairs, fading quickly as he dashed out of your house.
You hear the confused mumbling from your mother. All you can do is fall back against your bed and stare at the ceiling in disbelief.
Grabbing the nearest pillow, you hold it against your face and let out a high pitched scream.
“Honey, are you okay?!”
“I’m fine mum!” You yelled back. Face burning up in embarrassment, your stupid heart doing flips behind your ribcage, and a brain that wouldn’t turn off no matter how hard you tried and kept going back to the exact moment Josuke leaned in and kissed you.
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ᢉ𐭩 how the joestars would comfort you during a thunderstorm
jonathan
- like a true gentleman, i feel like he'd be the most understanding of your fear, closing the blinds so you wouldn't see any sudden flashes and would probably cover your ears if you really wanted him to
- he would be the type to verbally assure you. "i promise you're safe." "i know it's loud, but it'll pass soon enough."
- he'd also 100% say some cheesy line like "i'll make sure to keep you safe!" and he's totally serious about it. if you laugh at how cliché it sounds, he wouldn't take offence. he'd smile knowing you were a little more at ease.
joseph
- the second joseph finds out you're scared of thunderstorms, he's all up in your face like you're some sort of specimen. "seriously? thunderstorms are what scare you?" "it's only a bit of noise!"
- when he sees you jump after a sudden crash, however, he decides to make himself useful. how? by trying his best to distract you from whatevers going on outside.
- "that's nothing! haven't you heard how i snore?" he'll puff out his chest all dramatically. these types of comments and dumb gestures won't stop until you either laugh or grow so sick of him you push him away. at least you're not jumping anymore, right?
- "fine, fine — i'll be quiet!" joseph huffs, muttering about how he was only trying to help. although tackling you to the ground as soon as he saw a flash of lightning wasn't really the best kind of distraction. "how about i go find something to eat then? all that entertaining has me tired."
- soon enough you're too busy focusing on snacking to be as bothered by what's left of the storm. watching him act a fool for a whole hour was actually somewhat of a distraction for the main storm.
jotaro
- you don't tell him, but he notices it straight away. the way you flinch as soon as you hear that loud roar. "you don't like it?" he murmurs, looking unbothered as usual, but clearly it means something to him if he's asking.
- when a sudden flash of lightning lights up the room and you let out a small sound of fear, he sighs and places his hat over your head, letting it fall down to cover your eyes. "it's not all that close," jotaro mutters, his voice oddly softer like he's trying to comfort you. "you won't be able to see it now so quit jumping. it's annoying."
- even if you do jump, he won't say anything, but he will refuse to leave your side, letting you cling to him as much as you want if it makes you feel better. if you're really nervous he'll even pull you closer himself as a means to make you feel safe.
josuke
- he's honestly a little nervous himself. he really doesn't like the loud noise of the thunder, but you become his priority the second you appear distressed. "you okay? you look...pale."
- josuke makes it his mission to help you calm down, doing anything he can to make sure you're comfy. blankets? draped in them. snacks? stocked up. he'll even throw a movie on until suddenly you're both in this cocoon of blankets and pillows with the only source of light being the tv and the occasional lightning strike filling the room.
- "storms are the worst," he'll murmur, cause he doesn't want you to feel embarrassed about being scared or anything. "but at least they give us an excuse to stay home and do nothing all day, right?"
giorno
- whilst he would not bat an eye at a sudden storm, giorno would notice your anxiousness very quickly. "are you scared of them?" your immediate nod says enough and he'll waste no time in comforting you.
- he strikes me as the type to be silently attentive. he'll bring you a warm cup of tea — probably something like chamomile, if you like it, that he knows will calm you — and will make sure all the blinds are closed to avoid the light form outside scaring you.
- giorno will sit with you, making sure you're feeling a little better. when he notices your anxious fidgeting, though, he'd reach out to the nearest object and turn it into some sort of animal like a bunny or a cat. something cute he knows you'll be comforted by, and distracted with.
- he'd definitely give you some sort of fact about said animal too — anything to take your mind off of everything out there. some of those facts would serve to make you feel a little more at ease too. "puppy's are sensitive to sound, so you're helping him feel better too," he'll mumble to you while scratching the wriggling puppy behind the ear as you hold it.
jolyne
- she's a little surprised at first to see you react so nervously to something like the weather. it's never really been all that scary to her, but if it bothers you she's on it.
- "god, i hate these dumb storms," she'll mutter as she searches for a pair of earbuds, exclaiming cheerfully when she finally digs them out. she'll play something calming, or a shared playlist the two of you have. anything so you won't hear that stupid thunder.
- she's always hated seeing you so distressed, so she'll find other ways to keep you calm too. playing with your hair while talking about whatever comes to mind. grumbling about some idiotic fight she and her dad got into. whatever she can think of until you're finally responding with a steady voice, giving your own output into conversations.
johnny
- i feel like he'd definitely struggle to comfort you at first when he realises you're scared. he's not the most sentimental guy. did you want to be held? did you want him to be quiet? he'd overthink it until a loud clap of thunder sounded outside and you practically jumped onto his lap.
- "never witnessed a storm before?" a stupid attempt at a joke that has you glaring at him. "sorry..." -it's then that you have his full, undivided attention, and he's oddly soothing to be around.
- i feel like he'd be the type to let you stay on his lap while he holds you there, letting you bury your face into his shoulder. if he's being honest, he likes feeling useful to you. knowing that he's helping you in some way.
- "it'll settle down soon," he hums, tracing slow patterns over your back, feeling how tightly you grip his shirt in fear. "then we can go to that theatre you like."
a/n: wrote this as there's a thunderstorm where i am so kinda self indulgent. i'm also extremely tired so sorry if this kinda sucks😭😭
✦ fluff, slightly suggestive, cuddles, clingy josuke (he already is), established relationship, kissing, bad grammar
✦ synopsis: in which,you decided to reward josuke with a small session of cuddles—for thirty minutes.
✦an: there’s some parts in this fic that don’t belong to me, i took them as an inspiration (i’m so so sorry 😭) i tried to look for the fic but I couldn’t find it (I’M SORRYYYYYY😭😭) please enjoy
(I made this, i so proud of myself 🥹)
: :✦The windows were open.
His jacket was thrown messily in his bed.
The sun was setting and the curtains were slowly waving due to the afternoon wind entering in his room.
A drop of sweat runs down his forehead.
Josuke Higashikata tapped his pencil frantically against his lips.
He was trying his hardest to finish the tasks you gave him so he can finally get the oh so promised reward you had told him.
The door opened slowly, revealing you with two cups of coffee in both of your hands.
“Working hard, huh?”
Josuke lifted his head from the books to look at you with tired eyes.
“Babe, please…can i take a break now?”
You placed the two cups of coffee in the table, next to the messed up papers and books.
“Since you worked really hard, and finished all your homework…i guess i can finally give you your reward”
Josuke’s eyes immediately light up, you could almost see stars in both of his eyes.
“Yay! Finally!”
Josuke got up from his chair and sat in the bed next to you, nervous to make the first move (which is weird from him)
You muffled a chuckle and pulled his thighs around your lap, making his arms wrapped rest on your shoulders. Your head tilts up, nose almost bumping his plump lips.
He does not resist.
Instead, he melts in your embrace. Resting his head on the crook of your neck, he breathes in your scent. Your fingers made way through his hair which you were the only he aloud to do so.
“Hmm…i missed you, babe…”
“Hm, is that so?” You said with your eyes closed.
Josuke can be really annoying with others, he can act all cool with his friends and jotaro, he can act all bratty with rohan—but when it comes to you…you make him act like a puppy. Even if you’re 10 feet away, he comes running, with his arms open, shouting your name and hugging you like his life depends on it. Every time you show up to say hello, you can almost see his tail wagging and his ears perking up every now and then—about his cuddles…they can last hours even days if you’ve been gone.
Well, he just wants to experience the taste of sweet puppy love. He relishes in your affections, your petnames were a music to his ears.
You kissed his temple, travelling down to his jaw.
“I love you, big boy…”
No response.
Then a grumble, almost as if he was too shy to say the same thing, which made you chuckled again.
Your nose bumps against his. Your lips peck his soft lips, making him slightly frown—he wants more. His lips firmly pressed against yours, closing your own eyes. Your lips parting away as you let his tongue slide inside yours. Your hands grip his waist to make him steady, the heat around your cheeks did definitely not waste its time to make itself shown.
A muffled pleased moan in between both of your lips. He breaks the kiss slowly, “Give me 30.” He lets out a breath of relief, he snuggles his head onto your neck, feeling already sleepy and warm. He does not want to continue his homework anymore. His eyes were half-lidded, his breath fans over your neck before shutting his eyes out.
With your arms wrapped around his waist, you begin to reminisce the memories between you two. Your fingers rub his back softly.
It’s been a while since you two had an alone time. You smiled lovesick, hearing his breathy snores. You gently lay him down on his bed, covering a blanket on him.
You were about to pull away. Suddenly, a firm grip tug on your wrist. A quiet laugh bubbles up on your throat, your body facing to see him looking at you with a frown. “Hmmm…Where are you going, babe?” You can tell he was aching for you—he wants to cling onto you forever.
“You said to cuddle you for 30 minutes.” You pointed out with an amused grin, you looked at the clock. “It has been 30 minutes, darling.” You cooed softly, leaning close to his face.
You were pulled on the couch, as he crawled back again on top of you. You don’t even get a say before your face was met with a scowl. “I didn’t say minutes.” You blinked before chuckling amusedly—though it was shut up with his kiss once again.
JOSUKE HIGASHIKATA X
TALL!READER!
a/n : cutee but DAMN yall got me working ! sorry i couldn't make up a long story for this so it's really short sigh .. like 300 words?
Josuke didn’t really have a specific type in girls, I mean.. If they were loyal, kind-hearted, and respectful towards his hair? He didn’t have a problem.
When you came into his life, towering over him with your height.. He didn’t want to admit it but he was a little intimidated.. But when he got to know you more he got more comfortable! Maybe a bit too comfortable.. To the point where he asked you out.
The first time you met his friends, Okuyasu stared at you, resisting the urge to step back.
“Whoa! Josuke, your girlfriend’s huge!”
“I am not huge!” you playfully gasped, lightly flicking Okuyasu’s forehead. “I’m elegant.”
Josuke huffed, moving closer to your side to look more intimidating next to you. “Yeah, yeah. She’s elegant. And she’s my girlfriend, so watch it.” Josuke pointed a finger at Okuyasu, you just giggled and took his arm.
But later, when it was just the two of you walking through Morioh at sunset, he slowed his steps so you’d bump into him.
“You know,” he muttered, not quite meeting your eyes, “it’s kinda unfair.”
“What is?” you tilted your head.
“You’re taller. When we hold hands, I gotta tilt my chin up!” He whined playfully. “It messes with my cool, strong, boyfriend image.”
You looked down at him.
Then you cupped his cheeks and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead.
“There,” you said softly. “Problem solved.”
Josuke’s face went bright red and he searched for words to say, his mouth wide open.
“I-I didn’t say you could just–?!”
Josuke didn’t pull away though. In fact, his hands slipped around your waist, pulling you closer.
“Next time,” he mumbled into your chest, “I’m the one kissing you on the forehead..”
You grinned. “You’ll have to stand on your toes!”
He smirked, that familiar spark in his eyes as he nuzzled himself close to you. “Good thing I’ve got Crazy Diamond. I can fix anything.”
“Josuke!” You laughed, he laughed with you and squeezed you tighter. You both just stood there with your eyes closed, enjoying the moment.
Warnings : just two teens being in love and all over each other, reader is gender-neutral!
Genre : puppy love n fluff <3
Word count : 1.1K words
Additional notes : This came to me in a dream. Love the idea of teenagers being sneaky and lazy teehee
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They tiredly rubbed at their eyes. What was this, the tenth, or the hundredth time at this? In all cases, it felt like it was a never-ending cycle that they were doomed to stay in.
“Josuke, would it really kill you to study for an hour straight?” Nudging the textbook on the coffee table, they tried to bring his attention back to the long-forgotten syllabus. “We’ve got a quiz in 3 days.”
“Still plenty of time, if you ask me,” he shrugged, not looking away from the television screen where he was trying to beat his high score (again) in one of his video games. “That’s a whole, uh, 72 hours.”
“If you hesitated while doing simple math, then I fear how you’ll face a few calculus problems.” Rolling their eyes, they sidled up to his back. “Come on. Didn’t Miss Tomoko threaten to smash the console if you don’t get at least a B+? With the looks of things, we’ll be lucky if you pass at all.”
Still without looking at them, he scowled. “First off, thanks for your obvious belief in me.” He could be petty when he wanted to, and this seemed like one of the times he wanted to pout and get snarky. “Second of all, she wouldn’t.”
At that, they arched an eyebrow at him. “Oh really? Did you forget that time she threw the television out of the window to keep her word when you flunked that history test?”
A few moments of silence, save for the sound effects coming from his game, and the furious tapping of buttons. “Alright, maybe she will. But still, we have a lot of time to go through the material.”
“Three days. Half of one you’ve already wasted, mind you.” They sighed, carefully wrapping their arms around his midsection and snuggling up to his broad back. A cheap trick, yes, but how else would they grab his attention without outright snatching the controller from his hands? “C’mon, Josuke. Miss Tomoko asked me to come over while she was out for this reason. I don’t wanna let her down, y’know?”
Josuke audibly swallowed, and they had to hold back a smug laugh. They had him right where they wanted him. “H-hey, who are you dating, me or my mom?”
They snorted, teasingly squeezing his waist. “My supposed-boyfriend’s got me right with him, and he’s been practically ignoring me for two hours. I’d say the answer’s currently neither of you.”
Instantly, the controller flew all across the room, landing somewhere unknown as his character on the screen crashed into explosives and died. Bingo, they wickedly thought to themself as Josuke finally turned around in their arms, his handsome face blocking out the ‘GAME OVER!’ flashing behind him.
Heavy eyebrows furrowed and lower lip jutted in a subconscious pout, he leaned in, caging them against the back of the sofa with his arms. “Dirty move.”
“You fell for it, though.” Grinning, they hooked their arms around his neck, tugging him a little closer. “Can’t believe I had to fight for your attention this long.”
“It slipped my mind that we’re finally alone,” he moaned pitifully, nudging their nose with his. “Next time I get distracted from you, punch me in the balls.” At the sinister look he saw in their eyes, he pulled back for a second, alarm on his face. “On second thought, I take that back. Don’t.”
“Fine, fine, I’ll keep my hands to myself.” Cocking their head to the side, they toyed with a few loose strands of hair at the nape of his neck. It was so rare to see his hair anything other than immaculately styled, so the rare chances that they got to touch the soft strands were deeply cherished—by the both of them, it seemed, if the current redness of Josuke’s cheeks was anything to go by. “Or would you rather I keep my hands on you?”
Their boyfriend buried his face in their neck, partially out of embarrassment, and partially out of a desire to press achingly gentle kisses against their exposed skin. “Mm, I don’t know,” he mumbled, “So long as you’re not too rough with me, I’d prefer that, yeah.”
“Oh? So you like to be treated gently, big guy?” Their voice came out a little breathy as he lightly nipped at that one spot on their neck, and they hoped that it wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing he had them weak in his arms. Just a little more…
More kisses rained down on them, trailing up to their jaw and sucking at the skin there, just lightly enough to tease them without leaving a mark. A sigh escaped their lips, and their hands trailed down his back, gripping at his yellow tank top in hopes of regaining their sanity. Strong arms embraced them tightly, and arched their back into him.
“Yeah, so what?” he mumbled against the corner of their lips. “Got a problem with that?”
At the very last second before their lips met, they turned their face to the other side and pulled away. “Actually, I do. Because we’re not doing anything at all until you finish studying chapters one through four.”
Groaning, Josuke made to reach out for them as they slipped from his embrace and began to walk off. “Babe, you can’t be serious—“
“I am,” they coolly said, as if they hadn’t been seconds away from pulling him ontop of them. “Would you like me to call your mom and tell her you’re fooling around instead of getting your shit done?”
He shuddered, visibly recoiling at the thought and slumping back in place. “Don’t. She’ll probably put a ban on you ever visiting me when she’s out.”
Still a little shaken up and their nerves slightly tattered by the onslaught of intimacy, they hurried to his room, calling out behind them in a sing-song voice. “Well, these calculus problems aren’t gonna solve themselves!”
Collapsing onto his bed, they muffled a laugh as they heard him swearing and slamming his heavy notebook open, grumbling under his breath the entire time. In the meantime, they curled up into his freshly-made sheets and snuggled their head into his fluffy pillow.
“It smells like him,” they whispered to themself, their face flushed as they squeezed the pillow a little. Somehow, having their boyfriend’s familiar scent surrounding them from everywhere warmed them up to their fingertips, and sent their heart racing in their ribcage. “Wish he’d hurry up and join me before Miss Tomoko gets home…”
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He gets a call from you crying in pain (while he’s out at Tonio’s.) asking him if he can come over maybe…
“Hold on a sec Y/n!” and holds the phone away from his mouth to talk to Josuke (who’s also out at dinner with him.)
“Oi josuke- what do people like on their period?!” (You hear him trying to whisper but he’s a loud boyo lol-) “Huh? I don’t know man…? Chocolate?”… “I’ll be right over Y/n!!” He says back in the phone, rushed and enthusiastically…hanging up.
He shows up at your house not even 10 minutes later with a huge box of chocolate deserts from Tonios.
*DEFINITELY* cuddles with you!!
(((o(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)o)))♡
You try to reach for medicine on the end table next to you guys and he stops you-
“NO!! I got this one Y/n!” He smiles goofily. He swipes away space, so he doesn’t have to get up from holding you to reach the medicine (accidentally swiping away a few things from your table in the process- it’s ok he’ll get you a new tv remote…) lolol
♡ Jotaro (4taro) :
He comes back to the hotel room to hear you sniffling in bed…
He walks over to you to ask what’s wrong very calmly, his voice alone never fails to help you calm down at least somewhat… “Y/n are you ok?”
If you reach out for him to come hold you without explaining he’ll melt and become a big softy, he’ll lay next to you just silently rubbing your back till you’re ready to talk.
If you tell him you’re on your period he’ll go to grab you medicine from the cabinet and make sure you’re rested and keeping hydrated, bringing you water, small snacks and a heating pad… he really cares about keeping you well and safe.
You fall asleep in his arms watching a marine/ dolphin documentary on the television…
Kisses your forehead after you fall asleep (shhh you weren’t supposed to know that though- lol)
♡ Josuke :
He invited you over to play video games at his place earlier that day…
When you get there (exhausted and in pain from your long day) you flop down onto his bed…
He quickly comes running over to you!!
“Y/n?!”… ”What’s wrong?!”
He rubs your back as you lay there and explain to him… (BEST back rubs btw lol)
Practically *SMOTHERS* you with hugs and love lol- he does anything he can to make you feel comfortable.
Immediately grabs a huge blanket and wraps you up in it like a caterpillar…
“Here- you pick the games tonight!” He says handing you his controller and smiling warmly.
After a calm night of laughter, gaming and cuddles & hugs from him (and Crazy Diamond) while wrapped in a cocoon lol… you fall asleep on his chest listening to Prince CD’s on a old boom box Tomoko found in their garage a couple weeks ago…
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Warnings: Slow Burn (Not Angst) , Just a lot of writing - 16 medium sized paragraphs , FLUFF !! , confession kinda , my first fanfic so might be bad
Summary: Josuke just moved into Okuyasu’s dorm after his old roommate ended up leaving. Okuyasu can’t help but confess his feelings to Josuke.
It was a sunny morning out in Morioh. The sun was being selfish today, peering through the blinds of Josuke’s room window. The bright patterns appeared onto Josuke’s bed, soon moving onto his heavy closed eyes. A soft groan in annoyance came out of Josuke’s mouth, as he put his arm over his face before rolling over, putting his arm back down and looking at the digital clock on the small table beside his bed.
“Jeez, it’s early today..” He annoyingly muttered, sitting up onto his bed and stretching, his back arching, and his arms going up into the air. He yawned loudly before looking around his box-filled, messy room. “So messy.. Hopefully I can get this cleaned up before Oku starts complaining.” He knew his new roommate wouldn’t complain about the messiness of his room, but he sure would tease him about it. ..Like the purple haired boy would do anything different.
Josuke decided it was finally time to greet his colleague for the morning, placing his hands behind him, lightly pushing himself off of the bed. getting up from off of his bed, he bent over and put on the white tank top that was on the floor. Josuke always tended to wear tank tops, or ‘wifebeaters’ to bed, along with a pair of comfy, black sweatpants. However, often he’d get hot and sweaty in the night, ending in his shirt being anywhere else but his body in the morning.
He walked over to his door, turning the knob and exiting his room. He looked over to his right towards the kitchen, seeing Okuyasu preparing breakfast for the two boys. He would often have his dad at the dorms too, most would be scared or grossed out if a green blob was in their kitchen right now, but Josuke didn’t mind. He was there to fight him, after all.
Okuyasu turned around, seeing the purple haired boy dressed in his pajamas, looking as tired as ever. “Oi! Good morning, Josuke!” He exclaimed with a cheeky grin, as he continued to fry up the eggs he was making on the stove. “Hey, Oku!” Josuke went over to the cooking boy and smiled, placing his hand onto his shoulder softly. Okuyasu blushed softly, even though Josuke had always called him by this nickname, ‘Oku’, he still wasn’t used to it. When he’d hear those words come out of his mouth, he would blush every single time.
“What’re you making?” Josuke asked him before looking over his shoulder, somewhat slurring his words from how tired he was. It was usual for Josuke to wake up early, but not on the weekends, as it was today. “I’m makin’ us eggs and pancakes! I was gonna make eggs and bacon, but dad doesn’t like bacon.. ‘Hope that’s okay, bro!” Josuke couldn’t help but smile again. He loved the nickname that Okuyasu gave him. ‘Bro.’ It never failed to make him smile as wide as he possibly could.
“Of course, dude! Whatever you make, I’m sure it’ll be good in one way or another.” He patted Okuyasu on the back, walking somewhat far from the boy. “Im going to go shower while ‘ya cook for us, I’ll be out soon!” He exclaimed to him, before walking into the bathroom the boys shared. Okuyasu’s smile fell, as he sighed, his father looking over to him. He had been up all night, thinking about his and Josuke’s relationship. How will he control his feelings when they live together now?
“What do I do, dad? I have such.. heavy feelings..for Josuke. Do I just go for it?-“ The boy started to ramble and mutter on, before realizing his dad had walked over to him, putting his hand on his back, kind of like Josuke did with his shoulder.
Okuyasu started to tear up. His dad knew exactly what he was talking about, and he supported him, too. A tear rolled down his face, hitting the stove. He turned back to the stove, realizing what he had done. “Shit! Can’t end up having tears in the eggs..” He quickly wiped his eyes, turning back to his dad for a second, as he smiled. “Thanks, dad.”
Okuyasu’s dad sat back down in his chair, while he prepared everyone’s breakfast onto plates. He stared at Josuke’s plate for a while with a blank face, before getting a cheeky idea. He stacked the pancakes onto his plate, along with the bacon onto the side of it. Grabbing the whip cream out of the fridge, he couldn’t help but giggle as he drew a sloppy and messy heart onto the top of the pancakes.
- Meanwhile, Josuke was out of the shower. He had been for a couple minutes now, as he was already dressed, but his hair came before breakfast. Big amounts of hairspray mist filled the room, but it was nothing unusual. As he had gotten the last strand of hair in the correct position, he smiled and put his comb down, back onto the sink.
Josuke came out of the bathroom with a smile, he always enjoyed getting to do his hair in the morning, even if he had nowhere to go. Okuyasu smiled, everyone’s plates had been laid down but for Josuke’s. He titled his head in confusion, “Hey, Oku, where’s my plate? I thought I was eating too, right?” Josuke was hungry, worried, and confused. His roommate turned red, grabbing his plate full of pancakes, putting it in his spot.
Josuke blushed as he looked down at his plate of food, eager to eat, but more eager to know what Okuyasu is up to. He swiftly looked up at Oku, seeing his good ol’ cheeky grin, covered with a beet red color. “Josu-“ His sentence was quickly stopped by a sweet, soft kiss. It was long, but not too long. Their lips came apart, as both their faces turned into big, goofy grins.
“God, Josuke! I’m so.. damn happy!” Okuyasu quickly hugged him, almost knocking Josuke over with his own excitement. Josuke couldn’t help but giggle, as he put his hand onto Okuyasu’s back. “We better eat before we miss our meeting with Koichi and Yukako. They’ll be so excited to hear the news!” Okuyasu looked at him, both sharing a smile. 
Hello! May I request a Josuke scenario with prompt 2? If it could be based on the entire song, that would be awesome ^^
Thank you :)
This is my first time satisfied with something I have written for Josuke, I hope it is well! I am very insecure with my content for him :(
I included more phrases from the song, I hope you don't mind!
cw: fluff! Josuke is a good boy as always<3
GOOD OLD FASHIONED LOVER BOY — JOSUKE HIGASHIKATA x READER
You were really confused. You looked carefully inside your locker again, was there really a letter in it? Despite how strange you considered this fact —this was the first time you recieved an anonymous letter , you decided to open the envelope to be able to read the content in it.
You weren't naive, you assumed it was a love letter since Valentine's Day was quite near, but no matter how hard you tried to answer who it was from, you couldn't. But, if you asked that to yourself in another way, you definitely had some hope. 'Who did you want it to be?' Your mind could only imagine that the owner of that letter was a somewhat extravagant boy, but that he had conquered your heart some time ago.
Josuke has been your friend since you found out he also owned a stand, and soon you had realized that the days were more fun when you got together. At first you fit in very well with Koichi and Okuyasu, his closest friends, but you felt something different when you were alone with him. It was then that you discovered that you might have had very small feelings of affection (not just the friendly kind) for the pompadour boy.
You stopped immersing yourself in your thoughts and giving in to your curiosity. "Can we meet after school? I'll wait for you in the benches in front of the park, I hope you can come." That's what it said. You had a blush, it wasn't very revealing, but it was the first time you received a letter with a heart-shaped stamp, so you thought 'why not?'
And it definitely wasn't just because you were hoping it was Josuke who sent it.
...
You had felt your insides give little flutters when you thought of that letter. Maybe it was the fact that you didn't quite know who it was, but the hours slowed down and it only helped for your cravings to increase until they become uncontrollable. But when you finally finished the school for the day, you felt scared.
What if it wasn't who you expected? You had been hoping to see those blue eyes in front of you that you didn't think about the other options, and yet, there he was. Josuke was staring at you with a blush on his face, almost as red as yours.
"What's going on?" You dared to ask. You saw him say something in a low voice, but you couldn't catch his words. "Um, I... Well, I know I told you to come here but I didn't tell you why. I hope I didn't scare you, (Y/N)."
You smiled shyly, but playfully. "So it was actually you?" Higashikata looked at you strangely, waiting for you to explain yourself. "You didn't sign the letter, Jojo." You could see him angry with himself, maybe ashamed for his mistake, but you found it funny. "So? Why are we here? I hope there's nothing wrong."
You could see him regaining his composure, analyzing his words a bit, before hearing him speak hurriedly and going back to the previous scene: he was blushing.
"I... wanted to tell you something, that I didn't say before because I couldn't find the words to explain it to you." Your heart jumped at those words, waiting for him to continue his speech. "But now I have them. Since I met you I have thought that there can't be someone more amazing than you, (Y/N). You make my heart race just by looking at you, I never want to be away from you, and I don't think I can feel this with anyone else. When I'm not with you, I think of you always. I'd like for you and I to go romancing. Do you feel like this too?"
You felt his hands gently take yours to place them on his chest. You could clearly feel the beating of his own heart, and you could feel yours beating hard too. "I do." You responded mesmerized by the moment. "I feel the same way about you, Jojo. I want us to be in love with each other."
You looked at each other for a few more seconds, processing the words that each of you had said, assimilating what would happen the next moment. What was next? For you, two teenagers who just knew love and reciprocated feelings, it was only clear that you wanted to seal your impromptu confession. A kiss. That was what was going on.
Both leaned inexpertly towards the other, your faces getting closer little by little, until you could feel your lips brushing against his, pressing carefully and tenderly. You felt his smile in between, as he cupped your face with his hands, caressing your cheeks while you both separated from the other slowly, as if you didn't want it to end.
Josuke was smirking with that sweet smile you loved, but now that smile was only for you. "What are you doing tonight?" He asked, without stopping giving affection to your face. "Nothing really, why?" You answered, as you snuggled into his chest, hugging him. "Do you, maybe, want to have a date with me?" You looked up to see him. He was very handsome, even more so when he was asking you for what you had been wanting for a long time. You nodded, kissing his cheek surprisely. "Of course I want to have a date with you!" You exclaimed. "But we need to get ready for it, so we should go home first, okay?"
He agreed with you, so he took you by the hand to take you home. The warmth that his love gave you made you happy, knowing that the boy you most admired felt the same way about you made you happy. Josuke made you happy, that was the only certain thing for you. "Say the word, your wish is my command." He said.
You both giggled at his words. You were right. Josuke was the one who made you happiest, nothing would change that. And even when he hadn't told you yet, the smile that was always present on his face during that first date made you know that you were also his happiness.
