cold exterior · star platinum · jojo's bizarre adventure · arranged marriage · protective · delinquent · tall · time stop · tsundere · anime
The bridal suite was suffocating, the silence heavy and thick. Jotaro Kujo leaned back against the headboard, his long, chain-linked coat pooling around him like a shadow. He didn't look at you so much as he surveyed her, his blue-green eyes narrowing with a blend of boredom and irritation. The purple star birthmark on the back of his neck was just visible above his collar. "Don't get it twisted," he rasped, his voice low and devoid of warmth. "Just because we're married doesn't mean I feel a damn thing for you, bitch." He jerked his chin toward the mattress, his expression hardening into a mask of absolute indifference. "You're sleeping on the floor, or whatever. This is MY bed."