Jonathan is such a precious boi!

Pairing: Jonathan Joestar/Reader

Rating: T

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure belongs to Hirohiko Araki.

You had always thought that Jonathan Joestar was a peculiar little boy from when you first met him at a ball being hosted at the Joestar Mansion by George Joestar. He had been obsessed with proving that he was the perfect little gentleman that his father had raised him to be. You were forced to introduce yourself to both George and Jonathan by your parents when your family had first arrived and from that moment in time your mother had been gushing about how smitten Jonathan was with you.

When you first curtsied to the blue haired boy in your elegant child size ball gown, the other child had stepped forward to take your hand and plant a small kiss on the back of it instead of bowing back to you and introducing himself as he should have. Your father and mother had been pleased with how taken Jonathan was with you and allowed Jonathan to take you on a tour of the manor when he offered to do so; petitioning George for permission to show you to the library and the rest of the manor. George had merely smiled and nodded at his only child.

You tried to protest, wanting to stay with your parents, but they shooed you away as they went to go socialize with other members of England's aristocracy. So you had to put up with Jonathan for the whole night. With him opening doors for you, hauling you around with an arm around your waist, and scaring off any other noble children that wanted to get away from their parents as well. He insisted on them staying away because you didn't allow them to be in your presence and with him being the gentleman he was, or at least that was what he had told himself.

In actuality you were dismayed to see the other children be scared off by Jonathan, you had hoped that you could excuse yourself from his presence by walking off with someone else but he clung to your side the entire night. When the night was over you were excited to get in the carriage and leave while Jonathan looked like he was on the edge of tears. He didn't want you to leave with your parents and begged his father to extend an invitation to your family for a luncheon.

Your father thought that was a good idea so he could talk to George about some business proposals, and your mother was enamored with the idea of you getting to spend more time with Jonathan. She believed that there was a chance of allowing both you and Jonathan to establish some kind of relationship. Being close to the Joestar family would be beneficial to both of your parents in the long run and they were thrilled when George official extended an long standing invitation to do a lunch every single Saturday.

To which Jonathan was ecstatic and was more lenient in letting go of you when he finally got what he wanted with his father's permission. You had wiped at your sleeves angrily, trying to wipe off the fact that Jonathan clung to you there and stomped angrily over to your mother. You hid slightly behind her away from Jonathan's eyes, and you had noticed that his bright blue eyes were darkened as he watched you and your family begin to leave.

As you mother smiled and chatted with you about how happy she was that you had gotten Jonathan's attention, and it was with a sinking feeling as you looked out of the carriage window to see Jonathan still standing there watching your family leave that you understood how bad it was to have his attention.

You hated how right you were.

After that first luncheon at the Joestar mansion, Jonathan got bolder and bolder with you. Announcing to you when the adults left you both alone, that one day you would be his wife and the two of you would live happily ever after. He would try and hold your hand, even going as far to pull you into his side when he sat next to you on a settee in the library one day.

You were upset and dismayed that nothing you did would ever dissuade Jonathan, and it continued like this for a year until a boy arrived at the Joestar Mansion.

You remembered that day clearly, being it one of the days that your parents had left you to the Joestars while they traveled to London for a day trip and Jonathan was being even more insufferable than ever. You were sitting in a bay window reading a book with Jonathan at your side when you both noticed a carriage in the distance. Hoping it was your parents, you abandoned your book and ran through the mansion eager to get back your parents.

George had already been waiting outside when you ran out with Jonathan on your heels, when the carriage stopped and the door slammed open instead of your parents you saw the most gorgeous boy you had ever met. He jumped out of the carriage and landed with his luggage and you gasped, not noticing how Jonathan tried to tug you closer to him.

You shrugged out of his hold and marched forward and extended your hand, you introduced yourself with a soft, "Pleased to meet you, and you are sir?"

The blonde boy with red eyes starred at your hand before looking over at Jonathan, he then smirked and bent slightly while raising your hand to his mouth and giving it a small kiss. "Dio Brando, at your service miss," Dio smiled, and turning to George he handed him a letter and from then on Dio had been part of the family.

You had been triumphant when you saw Dio knock Jonathan down a few pegs, and how George was finally beginning to notice Jonathan's behavior. He had sent Jonathan to bed early when the boy tried to tug you back with a harsh grip and how you cried out when it hurt, George only noticed when Dio made a huge fuss about it. You smiled gratefully at Dio and he returned it.

The two of you were becoming fast friends with your dislike in Jonathan and making him miserable.

Whenever you visited, Dio was fast to come to your aid if only to see that Jonathan was getting angry with him and that suited you just fine. You would rather hang out with Dio than Jonathan anyways. But neither of you noticed that with the more time you spent with Jonathan, the more Jonathan grew angry and looking like he was ready to murder Dio.

Though the blue haired boy never thought that he could be able to harm someone seriously, but as he saw you smile happily at Dio and Dio blushed before looking away Jonathan understood why people killed other people. He wouldn't let Dio have you, he saw you first! It wasn't fair that Dio had obviously poisoned your mind against him and made you not hang out with Jonathan that much anymore.

Everything was fine before Dio had come into the picture.

Maybe if he could remove Dio from it then things would go back to the way it was before. Jonathan didn't like it but he could bide his time and let you think that he was losing interest in you. By treating you only like a friend, it could make you lose your guarded nature around him and cast suspicion anywhere other than him.

When Jonathan actually put his plan into place it put both you and Dio off guard, instead of being antagonistic with Dio and all possessive with you, he was kind and gave the two of you all the space that you wanted. You were wary of the sudden change in attitude, but when you confront Jonathan about it he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, "Father told me my behavior was unbecoming of a young gentleman, I'm sorry if the way I treated you and Dio was at all ungentleman-like."

You didn't let that placate you initially, but as years went on you began to believe it.

By the time you all were young adults, Jonathan had completely changed from the possessive little bastard he was once upon a time ago. He and Dio were both good friends and were happy with their studies and you were getting more cozy with Dio around. You were becoming enamored with the blonde and he was feeling the same with you.

It seemed like things were going great for both your family and the Joestar family, and when talks were being made about a marriage contract being drafted for both you and Dio it seemed like life was looking up for you two. Even Jonathan seemed happy which was a complete difference from how he had been for years, and you finally relaxed around Jonathan. Trying to get along with the Joestar heir for Dio's sake, since it would not do to alienate what would be her brother in law completely.

Plans were all drawn up and everyone was excited for your upcoming wedding, and one day you had went out to London with your mother to visit a tailor. The only thing on your mind was the patterns of lace and the exact shade of white that you wanted your dress to be. Your mother was a bit disappointed that you fell in with George Joestar's adopted son but was none the less happy that you were going to marry into the Joestar family period. So she threw herself into the overbearing mother position and fussed over every little detail, only insisting on the best available for her daughter's wedding day, which exasperated you and made Dio puff up in self satisfaction.

You were humming happily as the tailor pinned pieces of satin to you when a loud crashing noise scared you all. A brick broke through the glass windows on the shop and followed by an alcohol bottle with a lit rag coming out of it. No one had time to really react before the bottle exploded into fire on impact with the front couch that your mother had been sitting on. Your mother screamed as the back of her dress lit up in flames and you tried to rush to her aid.

"MOTHER! MOTHER!" you screamed as you grabbed a heavy bolt of cloth to try and bat the flames down on her. She was crying as she frantically screamed and pat her dress down, but the two of you only succeeded in spreading the flames. "Help somebody hel-" you cried out before blinding pain radiated from your head.

You stumbled forward from the force of whatever hit you knocking you to the ground; black eating at your vision as you watched your mother fall to the ground and begin rolling in agony as she burned. You closed your eyes, and prayed that when you woke up everything would be all right. Not noticing the thug with a large top hat and scar across his face pick you up from the burning shop and escape with you through the back. Or how the others in the shop that day were all ruthlessly killed, their bodies burning up with your once bright future.

When you next awoke you were in a lovely looking bedroom; the four poster bed reminded you of your own bed and you sniffed and rubbed your face into the feather pillows. You groggily lifted your head up and groaned when pain pulsed from the back of your head. You stretched only to pause at how heavy your left leg had gotten, you threw the blankets back and saw the chain wrapped around your ankle.

A scream erupted from your throat, as the memories of what happened finally caught up to you. You put your hand up to your mouth to keep from vomiting what little you had in your stomach as you gagged, remembering the sight of your mother burning in her own clothes. From somewhere else in the house you heard loud footsteps coming closer and closer, before the door banged open and hit the wall adjacent to it.

"My sweet! Are you okay? What's wrong?"

You stared blankly at the figure in the door and rubbed your eyes, wondering if who was staring at you was the real deal. You flinched back when a large hand caressed your cheeks, and you scrambled back as far as you could go in the bed. "Get away from me!" you yelled and kicked out at the man- no the monster in front of you.

Bright blue eyes widened in shock, "De-dear? I know you just woke up and you're a little confused."

"Stay away Jonathan! Dio? DIO WHERE ARE YOU?" your eyes moved back and forth wildly trying to find Dio.

Jonathan let out a calming breath before smiling at you, "Don't worry dear, Dio won't be bothering us anymore. He won't be looking for you anytime soon."

"What did you do?! My mother is-!" you roared in anger.

The Joestar heir put his hands up in a nonthreatening manner, "I didn't do anything my sweet; my dear friend Speedwagon heard that Dio was planning to steal the Joestar fortune from marrying you and helped me...mediate the situation. I wouldn't let him use you like that."

You shook in anger, "You monster! Dio is nothing like that! HE WASN'T PLANNING ANYTHING OTHER THAN WHAT COLOR OF SUIT HE WOULD WEAR AT OUR WEDDING! YOU HAD MY MOTHER KILLED FOR NOTHING!"

Jonathan grimaced, "Your mother was an unfortunate casualty, but all of England thinks that your Lady Mother and her only child died shopping for wedding dresses. The only people that know you're alive is me and Speedwagon."

He suddenly brightened, "But worry not my love, I'll take care of you. We only have each other now." Jonathan reached forward and managed to hug you despite your thrashings; the man laid a kiss on your forehead. "Dio won't love you like I do, he won't care for you like I do," he whispered in your ear. You reared your head back and bashed him in the forehead with your head.

"Ow," he whimpered, but not once did he loosen his hold on you.

"Don't worry Y/N, it'll take you some time but you will love me just as much as I love you."

Jonathan Joestar kissed your lips tenderly, not caring at all that you were snarling at him.

"That's a promise."

Dio, help me, please, you thought desperately, Don't leave me alone with Jonathan.

Absolute mad man, I figure that Jonathan would use Speedwagon's strength and thug background to his advantage as well as how craft Dio can be.

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