𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 | 𝓳𝓸𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓪𝓴
summary: Jotaro has a nightmare where he lost Kakyoin in the final fight against Dio. When he wakes up, he is relieved to find Kakyoin at his side.
this one shot was requested by jotabro is tsukishima from JoJo Amino. Thank you for the request.
Fanart is made by mirshumanji from twitter
When Jotaro would see him again, he would be cold and extremely pale. A permanent peace would reside in his face as he rested inside his casket. As usual, Jotaro wouldn't express his thoughts and emotions that raged deep inside of him. Expertly, he would keep them forever bottled up like all other times. This time, was no different. He shouldn't waste anyone's time with his plaguing regret and never ending wishes of how he wished things had turned out differently.
"I should've stayed with him while he was at the hospital . . . That would've let him know how I felt." was Jotaro's first thought. Yeah, the other Stardust Crusaders would've been fine dealing with the stand users! Besides, Kakyoin was alone in the hospital with no one to talk to. Jotaro could've kept him company and let Kakyoin speak his mind.
"Instead of Kakyoin going in the truck with the old man, he should've gone on the motorcycle with me. He would've been safe by my side. We would've taken Dio down together." Was another thought that constantly crossed Jotaro's mind.
At his funeral, Jotaro would wait until everyone moved back to their seats. Only then would he approach Kakyoin's resting body and silently sob. He would fight with his body to not shiver or break down in front of everyone. He had to be strong for everyone else.
But how could he now, if Kakyoin was no longer here by his side? Kakyoin, poor beloved Kakyoin who just wanted to prove he had just as much of a purpose as everyone else. Oh Kakyoin . . .
"Jotaro? Hey, Jotaro are you okay?" First came the gentle voice of his friend before his hand pressed against his arm, lightly shaking him awake.
Jotaro's eyes were weary, and he swears they carry the pain of overwhelming weight. He almost cried in a damn airplane, all because of a stupid dream. The broody teen then properly sat up in his seat as he adjusts his hat, making sure it was perfectly fit on his head as it always was.
Sometimes, Kakyoin swore that thing seemed permanently glued onto his head.
"Yeah I'm fine," Jotaro replies softly, staring at his watch for the current time. "How long was I passed out?"
"Four hours," Kakyoin responds, then quickly adds to assure his friend, "But it was a power nap well deserved. That final fight with Dio was grueling."
Jotaro squeezed his eyes as hard as he could. He didn't want to think of his nightmare all over again. The nightmare where a deep hole was buried inside the gut of Kakyoin, being lunged and pinned against a water tower. Bleeding to death as his last words to Jotaro would've never been said.
Kakyoin notices Jotaro's hands transforming into fists, knuckles turning white. He wasn't angry, because the trembling didn't hold his body high in his seat. He was nearly crashing into himself into a little ball, sheltering himself from whatever madness was going on through his head, daring to tear away at his humanity.
"H-Hey, Jotaro . . . I'm sorry, I didn't mean to remind you of that." Kakyoin's hand slides up on Jotaro's shoulder, squeezing as a way of comfort. Jotaro shook his head, keeping his head low as his left arm outstretches naturally to the hand that comforted him. When he finally found Kakyoin's hand, he slid his own hand on top.
"It's not that, Kakyoin." Jotaro sighs. He didn't want him to tell Kakyoin about the never ending same nightmare, but at the same time Jotaro didn't want Kakyoin to feel at fault. "It's just . . ." Jotaro inwardly sighs. "I keep having this nightmare, where . . . in another life, you're not by my side anymore." Saying this out loud, Jotaro was relieved that he and Kakyoin weren't seated by his grandpa. Actually, Joseph were on the other side of the plane from where they were.
Kakyoin said nothing at first. He himself was somewhat terrified of the idea of not being alive after the events of attempting to take Dio and his minions down. To not be with the friends he had made on this trip to Egypt after this mission was a downright tragedy.
"Jotaro, look at me . . ." Kakyoin finally said after he found his voice again.
Slowly, Jotaro's azure eyes linger towards Kakyoin, staring at Kakyoin just as he asked. He would do anything for Kakyoin.
Placing a hand on Jotaro's face, there was a tiny linger of fear in his chest that Jotaro wouldn't feel comfortable enough with this and would pull away. But Kakyoin just had to try. What was worse than trying?
A natural smile for him crept across Kakyoin's lips, his warm purple eyes held a twinkle Jotaro loved.
"I'm never leaving your side, Jotaro." And with all the mustered up courage, Kakyoin kisses Jotaro as swiftly as he could. As ripe as the moment could be, and before they had any onlookers.
Kakyoin's heart swells as he felt Jotaro kissing back with just as much love as he did, and that little moment made the journey back to Japan so much better than anticipated.
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