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#that's my <3 langauge too FEED ME
mimizepp · 3 years
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Can I request a part two for the josuke x female Italian reader ? (🥺 It was so cute) as I was saying to you, maybe something funny about the language barrier that they would have! If josuke is crushing on her it's even better! Thank you again ♥️
writing for josuke might be one of my fav things ahhh the cute antsy possibilities are endless! so sorry for the wait my writing motivation hasn’t been too great recently and i hope this is up to par aaa apologies again if it isn’t. i hope you enjoy another fluffy oneshot! <3
josuke x fem italian reader 
you and josuke sit outside the cafe deux magots. it’s become a frequent date spot for you two, especially on days like today. 
you look up into the warm sky littered with light clouds and inviting horizons. the soft breeze carries your hair wonderfully, and the endearment creeping up josuke’s neck is almost unbearable. he keeps his glass raised to his lips for half the date, doing whatever possible not to floor you with a rushed confession of love.
as per the norm, josuke insists upon feeding you a single bite of your dessert. he raises a forkful of your favorite pastry up to your mouth, and you part your lips expectantly. you raise a questioning brow when josuke hesitates before suddenly stealing the morsel for himself.
you giggle, always welcoming his playfulness. wanting to flirt along with him, you muse, “jojo... you’re so- uh..” you gesture your hand lightly through the air, scratching your brain for the translation of fastidioso. after a few moments josuke laughs awkwardly before filling the silence, “handsome?” he licks a lingering drop of whipped cream off his bottom lip before smiling at you.
you laugh once again, thankul that josuke’s adorable tendencies are perfect for moments like these, “yes, but you’re still fastidioso.” 
“fasti- what?” josuke blushes. unbeknownst to you, he’s been trying to study your language. he begged rohan to help him out but was left with a scoff and contemptuous glare, leading him to purchase a book titled the italian langauge for dummies. he’s learned a very minute amount of the basics. josuke wants to admit his studies to you but swore to save the big reveal for a special night.
“fastidioso,” you repeat, “when something bothers you.. not in a bad way!“ you nearly grimace, hoping he can understand what you’re trying to say.
josuke doesn’t take offense at all, but instead melts under your sorry look.. he can’t help it! you look so cute when putting such effort towards him, “fast..eedeeso...” his bid at pronounciation tempts a laugh, “hm. like... stupid?“
you shake your head and hum, a bit irritated at your poor recollection. you know the word, really! you’ve called josuke stupid a few times before but you refuse to settle. what is that damn word!
“annoying?”
the way your eyes widen in recognition makes josuke swoon, “yes, yes! annoying. you’re handsome and annoying.” just as he did a moment before, josuke swoons. your accent has graced the words in such a lovely fashion.
“could you... call me handsome in italian?” josuke blushes at his cheesy request as he slips his hand onto yours, rubbing a gentle thumb along your knuckles.
“si. sei cosi bello, jojo.“ you smile watching josuke’s face grow more and more adoring.
“mm, grazie.” josuke praises himself for half a second even though grazie is such a simple term. you could have called him any number of harsh terms just now, but his poor understanding throws that logic out the window, “i wish i could speak as beautifully as you, __.”
“aw, jojo.“ you look down to josuke’s unoccupied hand, aimlessly toying with the fork he used to steal your dessert. a wave of mischief crashes down on you. 
you point at your plate of stolen dessert, “can i?“ josuke quickly nods and hands you the fork, also allowing you to slide the pastry closer to your side of the table. 
he assumes you’re going to be feeding him a bite, so he opens his mouth and closes his eyes before you. a bit too trusting, isn’t he? 
you smirk and take a hefty bite of your dessert before leaning up and pressing a slack kiss to his cheek. you fight back a giggle. it’s such a minor thing, but that makes it all the more entertaining. as josuke’s eyes pop open you slip back down in your seat, doing your best not to stare at the sizable amount of whipped cream left on his cheek after your kiss. he’s probably so in awe he doesn’t even notice. 
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you and josuke spent some time after your date browsing shops and walking in the park. he noticed some amused stares pointed in his direction but didn’t think much of them at the time. you were honestly shocked that he didn’t notice what you left so blatantly on his cheek.
it’s now later in the day and you two are huddled close playing videogames. josuke is only a little irked that you beat him in f mega... twice.
you almost feel bad as you look over at him, the dried whipped cream mostly intact on his oblivious self.
“jojo... your face.“ you aren’t sure how to reveal this to him, as you didn’t exactly plan much further than just a sloppy kiss at lunch. unsure of what to really say, you settle for, “i’m sorry.“ you laugh at your simple yet menacing word choice. josuke’s eyes widen in panic.
“my face??? wha-“ he jumps up and rushes to the bathroom to see his reflection. after a moment of complete silence he yells out your name. he doesn’t sound angry but he is definitely surprised, “THIS IS SO... EMBARASSING! WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL-“ he reappears in the living room, now dissheveled. he stops mid sentence once he sees you. a laughing, incoherent mess.
you can’t even tell what he’s just said as you struggle to regain your breath, face glowing red in amusement. you look up to josuke who has also begun to chuckle, “that damn KISS you so kindly gave me...”
you become lost in your laughter, not caring what words you can’t remember. “yes, dovevo, jojo!” he really did deserve it after stealing your favorite dessert.
josuke admires you with a look of full, loving devotion. he doesn’t mind all those stares he got, or the fact you hadn’t told him, or all those candids you kept taking of him today... he’s more than happy as long as he’s able to share these moments with you, embarassing whipped cream incident and all.
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