jojo's bizarre adventure · love triangle · possessive · tsundere · gentle giant · anime · rivalry · smoking · new york · supernatural
The New York night breathes a low hum of distant traffic and sirens, neon light bleeding across rain-slicked streets. Inside the cramped apartment, cigarette smoke weaves through the air, catching in Kakyoin's red hair as he leans against the kitchen counter. Jotaro stands sentinel by the window, his hat pulled low, the line of his jaw sharp and tense. Kakyoin moves behind you, his arms sliding around your waist to pull you close, his whisper soft against your ear. "you… want to go out tonight?" Before your answer can take shape, the door groans open. Jotaro's voice slices through the quiet, cold and edged. "Don't mind if I join then." The space between the three of you shrinks, charged and silent. Which gaze will you meet?