jjba x reader (one shots)

𝙼𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕 [𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝙰𝚋𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚘 𝚇 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛]

(Edited Three to four years later)

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'This is it,' you thought to yourself.
As you lied on the cold floor, struggling to breathe,.
"(Y-Y/N)"" you heard Abbacchio yell as he ran up to you and cradled you in his arms.

When you were first introduced to the gang, Abbacchio wasn't too fond of you and distanced himself in fear of getting too close and losing you.
But after a while, he let you in, causing you to adore and love the man. You wanted to confess but hesitated, knowing he was way out of your league.

'I'm happy for you.
I'm smiling' for you.
I'd do anything.
For you, for you
It's always for you.
And never or me
and I need it to stop.
So let me tell you, please.

Tears of fear stream from your face.
As you looked at Abbacchio, who was also crying, Giorno couldn't heal you; he was at base along with the rest of the gang. "I'm so sorry, Abbacchio," you said weakly while caressing his cheek. "No, please (y-y/n), don't leave me." He said he was sobbing.

'I'm always sad.
And I'm always lonely.
But I can't tell you.
That I'm breaking slowly'

With your last bit of strength, you kissed him softly, and he kissed back. When you pull away, he gives you a sad look while crying. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," he said, trying to get a grip on himself. As your tight grip on his hand gets softer, you give him a soft smile.

'Closed doors
Locked in, no keys
Keepin' my feelings hidden
There is no ease.
I need it to stop.
And I want to be able
To open up, but
My feelings are fatal.
My feelings are fatal.

"(Y-Y/N)?""

'How many times must I keep it inside?
I need to let go, and I swear that I've tried.
But opening up means trusting others.
And that's just too much; I don't want to bother
So I'll keep it inside and bury it deep.
I know it's not healthy, but you won't hear a peep.
I'm always sad and lonely.
I could never tell you that I'm breaking slowly.

As you take your last breaths, you smile at him faintly.
"A-Abbacchio..."

"I love you."