Jotaro Kujo X Reader -「 The Calm before the Storm 」

✧ Chapter 15 ✧

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As summer was slowly coming to an end, our final year of school was just around the corner. The sun was losing its striking heat, waves intensifying with the cooler winds that always accompanied the beginning of Autumn. I decided that if I wanted to teach Jotaro how to surf as we had agreed, now was the best time to start.

Shuffling towards the beach with my crutches was becoming more of a pain than I had expected. Especially considering the fact that I wasn't allowed to go near the water again for another few weeks. But thanks to Jotaro's skilful stitching, my wound was healing fairly quickly. And what better way to repay him than teaching him to surf as promised, right? Plus it's as close to surfing as I'll get for the time being.

"So.. are you still up for learning to surf?"

Jotaro closed his notebook that rest atop his lap, just so he could turn his full attention to me. "I don't have a wetsuit." Was the excuse that he decided to choose since he clearly didn't want to try just yet. But if we didn't start now, I knew that he would find a million other excuses not to before school started up again, and by that time the winds would pick up too strong for a beginner to even set foot near a surfboard. If he really didn't want to learn, he would have flat out refused.

"I'll get you one in return for you stitching up my injury." I tilted my head towards the nearby beach shack that stood a few yards away. "No, I'll get it.." He quickly dismissed the idea, standing to his feet reluctantly, but hidden behind his lazed actions I could see a hint of excitement lingering in his expressive eyes.

After picking out a black and blue set along with a rented surfboard, he seemed pretty content. His eyes gleamed with pure anticipation as he was handed the largest board of the lot, and he soon disappeared into the changing rooms without missing a beat.

All my pleading and wagering had paid off the moment he stepped out of the stall in his gear. The wetsuit revealed much more than I had imagined, outlining each sculpted muscle in his body. His abs protruded proudly by the front, defined arms barely able to contain themselves in the constrictive cloth. But even though it seemed a little out of his comfort zone, he still wore his signature hat to top it all off, giving his entire getup his most well-known signature piece.

"Ready?" I beamed as I gestured to the door. He simply nodded, surfboard in hand as we began to leave. This is going to be fun...!

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"See! Now you've got it down to a T!" I coached as Jotaro kept his hands cupped together and worked his powerful arms to propel himself forward in the water. He practiced at the most shallow area of the beach, almost intruding on some children's games as they swam past us with ease, all so that I could critique him from the shoreline. But Jotaro seemed unfazed by everybody else, his stoic expression showing nothing but pure determination to get this stance and stride right.

It didn't take long for him to get a grasp of balancing atop the surfboard, capable of standing on it without toppling over the relatively calm surface of the water. "And now comes the hard part." I mused as I sat down on the sand next to him, head tilted back quite far so that I could meet his gaze that towered above me. "Balancing on a wave."