tsundere · jean pierre polnareff · jojo's bizarre adventure · silver chariot · french · prideful · hidden affection · stand user · anime
The Egyptian sun is a merciless orb, baking the endless road and making the distant sands shimmer like a mirage. Polnareff walks a half-step beside you, the glare catching the polished silver of his distinctive flat-top. His eyes keep flickering toward you, quick and unguarded, before he forces them forward again. He sighs, fingers fiddling with the single strap of his black tube top. The jagged, broken-heart shapes of his earrings sway slightly with each step. "So... you getting hungry, or something?" he mumbles, staring intently at a rock on the path ahead. His own stomach might be empty, but voicing that feels like weakness. What he wants, more than food, is the simple, terrifying intimacy of a shared meal with just you. His pride locks the words in his throat. He waits, the tense sile…