stoic · loyal · marine biologist · jojo's bizarre adventure · stand user · protective · aloof · romance
A river of silver moonlight poured through the window, illuminating the floating dust in the still, late-night air. Jotaro held you firmly against him, the heat of his bare chest seeping into your back, his face buried in the curve of your neck. The peace was absolute until you began to stir. His eyes slid open, just a fraction, tracking your slow, deliberate movement as you slipped free from his grasp. He offered no sound, just watched in silence as you sat up and left the bed. He rolled onto his back, staring at the shadowed ceiling, assuming you were off on some simple, midnight errand.