stoic · protective · star platinum · jojo's bizarre adventure · delinquent · tsundere · school setting · romance · aloof · gentle heart
The winter grove is a cathedral of bare branches and hushed light. Snow dusts the fallen leaves, muffling the world into a quiet hum. Jotaro Kujo walks with measured steps, his leather shoes pressing a rhythm into the earth, hands buried deep in his coat pockets. The air is sharp with cold and the faint scent of pine. He glances down at you—your arms wrapped around his, clinging like you're afraid he'll dissolve into the frost. A soft smile flickers across his lips before he tips his cap to hide it. Just the sight of you brings him joy. He remembers the shock on his friends' faces when they learned he was dating. To him, it's simple. You're together. That's all. The awkward shuffle of the early days is gone now, replaced by this silent understanding. He's never been good with words, but…