jjba x reader one shots (OLD)

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 [𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚘/𝙳𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚘 𝚡 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛]

(abuse, mention of suicide)

It was another day as you walked to the rooftop. Then you saw a short man with pink hair. "Hey, don't do it!" You yelled. "Who are you?" He asked as he looked at you, his hazel eyes looking at you.

"I'm (y/n). Let's talk about this, because once you end your life, you don't know what will happen next."

As you talked to him, he explained that he was scared to die in someone else's hands. You pulled the man over the railing. "You're strong, and I'm sure you'll be fine." You smiled at him, and soon his worried face went away. "Thank you." You heard a deeper voice say:.

As you looked at him, it was still a boy. You weakly smiled. "Your welcome"

That day, as you went home, of course, you were abused. You had no choice as you locked yourself in your room to hide away from your father's spray of beer bottles. You haven't eaten anything, and there are cuts and bruises on your body.

As you curled up in the corner, you heard something fly through the window. As you looked at what it was,. "F-food." You looked out the window and saw no one there.

You ate your food happily.

The next day you went to the rooftop, but no one was there. You stepped over the railing to be stopped by the boy you saw yesterday. "Oh, it's you." You said it quietly. As you looked into his eyes, they were green. "Now let's talk." He said it in the deep voice that you heard yesterday.

You guys sat and talked. You talked about life at home and other things. "You're not the same as before." You said this as you guys stood up. "What do you mean?". The deep voice asked. "You are someone else; you are not the boy." You responded while standing by him.

"Yet you don't fear me? Why is that?" He asked calmly. "Well, when you have nothing to lose, you kind of don't really care what happens." You responded, and the man grabbed your hand while he put something in it. "Don't die." That was all he said as the deep voice turned into the boy's voice. The boy waved goodbye and then disappeared.

As you read the note it read.

"Meet me tomorrow at 1:09 in the plaza alley. Don't be late, or I'll come get you.
from the boss."

You looked at the note and put it in your pocket. "Who's the boss?" You questioned

As you entered the house, you were stabbed by a flying box cutter in the leg. As you stumbled out the door, your father threw a suitcase at you that hit your face. "Your out, bitch." Is all he said? He slammed the door and locked it. You took your suitcase and sat in the plaza.

And then it started to rain. You didn't sleep; all of you and your stuff were soaked. As you sat there in the rain and lay on the cold, wet floor, you were hungry and thirsty.

As you held your stabbed leg, you were in pain. But you didn't cry; you just sighed. You just kept your head down.

The next day

You waited in the alley. As you checked the time, it was 1:08. "Of course," you mumbled before getting up.  "Where did you get that wound?" The deep voice asked as he put a hand on your shoulder.

As you turned around, you saw a taller man with familiar green eyes. "Is that really you?" You asked while inspecting him. He nodded as you limped around him, and you laughed a little as you compared your height to his.

"What's your name?" You asked. He walked up to you and held you to his chest."I'm going to tell you, but if you tell anyone, you will die." He Responded. " Okay."

"I'm Diavolo."

"Di-avol-o," you sounded out, causing him to blush. "That's a nice name; I'm (y/n)," you responded. He lightly kissed you. "Come with me, you'll be a queen or king, and we'll rule all of Italy together." He said this while holding his hand. You smiled and kissed him.

"Okay!"