jjba x reader oneshots (requests open!)

19- Light and Sound ~ okuyasu x reader soulmate au

request: I am having a hellish past few weeks, and with state testing coming up for my state and school, I was wondering if you could make an Okuyasu x Reader? Fluff is awesome, but if you wanna do something else, maybe a fluffy lemon? Surprise me for the plot of you wish to do this!

i am so fucking sorry i never got to this in time. with my frequent breaks and focus trained on my bigger fics, my oneshots are constantly thrown on the backburner

Forgive me 🧎‍♀️

(Au where you're born with a specific defect and your soulmate has the opposite one, (one person born without their left leg is destined with someone born without their right.) and when you meet your soulmate, it heals, but if one dies, the other person gets their defect)

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 Pity is a feeble construct that feeds into insecurity. You try not to think about your 'defect' too much, even as people give you their grief about how your soulmate is probably dead. 

You didn't blame them for having that thought. Having been blind since birth, with no luck of that going away, you've long accepted that this would be your life.

Until you decided to go out with your friend one day. It was like that every Saturday, you both heading out to do whatever just so you had an excuse to leave your house. It was when you'd knocked into someone and apologized, just some random person on the street, that color and life filled your vision in never ending waves.

You stared at the person who was, by fault, responsible for that. A thuggish looking guy who was waving his hands erratically. He seemed just as surprised as you were, trying to convey something you couldn't really understand with his vague gestures.

It was within moments you realized he was most likely the person you were meant to seek out, the individual on the other end of your red thread. From that point on, happiness was no longer a state of mind, it was the only thing you ever felt.

For too long a time, the man you'd come to know as Okuyasu would tutor you in colors and animals and shapes, all things foreign to you. You found out your favorite color was yellow, and that the turtle you had was really a rock in an enclosure.

You would help him too, giving him lessons in speech and what things sounded like. He jumped at the light switch and stared in awe at the fan, which made noise seemingly forever. He said his favorite sound was your voice. His least favorite was thunder.

He told you what certain things were in movies you watched. You helped him pronounce his favorite food. He taught you how to use a stove. You gave him enough confidence to start ordering things on his own.

It went on like that for years, the two of you finishing the others puzzle. There was always something for you both to learn from each other, always a piece missing. Even if he had a slight speech impediment, and even if you still confused every color and shape for something else, you wouldn't have had it any other way.

Had is a very strong word.

You were never a confident driver, given you used to be blind and all, so when the time came for errands to be run, Okuyasu was the only one fit to do it (even if he didn't like the sound of cars honking or the engine running.)

You on the other hand, were left to the housework while he was gone. Things that were small but made a difference, like sweeping, cleaning, tidying things up. The radio was often playing, filling the silence Okuyasu left when he would depart.

That particular day, the radio was on again, and the broom was making its rounds around the house. The mindless muttering of the radio host couldn't be heard well over the sound of rain pummeling the pavement, the winds knocking into your door.

When you finally got close enough to the radio again, at least enough to hear it coherently, you heard word of some nasty crash. It was bound to happen with this weather anyways, something to be expected when people don't know when to stay home.

There were three casualties, you think that's what the radio said, though you couldn't really tell. An awful humming began to eat at your ears. You couldn't look to the tv either for the news. It seemed your eyes just couldn't focus enough to make out anything it displayed.

It crept upon you slowly, like a virus pushing your body to decay. Time seemed to run backward on itself and then some. Soon enough, you couldn't see, and even sooner, you couldn't hear.

And faster than either of those things, you realized Okuyasu was gone.

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THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A FLUFF WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME FORGIEV ME

I RPOMISE I WILL MAKE IT UP TO YOU