Cherry Bomb

VII

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!MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH!
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He hated how pale she looked, and guilt was still eating away at his heart. Jotaro sighed and he pressed his face into the cool wood of the nightstand rubbing circles with his thumb into Holly’s palm. She was unconscious for the moment. The dark-haired male had been sitting there for about three hours refusing to move from his spot of silent vigil. Joseph had flown in as quickly as the system would allow, the old man was currently speaking with some of the Speedwagon doctors. he came back in scratching at his grey-beard. JoJo lifted his head.

“So?” he asked simply hating how soft his voice was. Joseph stared at his grandson for a moment his face pulled into a sad frown. He wanted to breakdown and was fighting every urge to do so, knowing that Jotaro didn’t need that.

“They say that her Stand, is well, making her sick. It's because Holly can’t control it.” his grandfather sat down in another chair that was nearby slumping in the seat. He rubbed at his face and the teenager could sense the worry rolling off of him.

The tears came again. The stupid, pathetic tears threatened to spill over as Jotaro found his vision blurring. He was such an asshole to Holly, yet, she never even yelled him about it. She let him run around and do what he wanted. Gods, he should have never gone to the party. Not wanting to cry in front of his grandfather, Jotaro used his sleeve to wipe at the few tears that leaked down his face.

A soft knock brought his attention to the door. A familiar redhead stood there holding a large boquet of flowers to his chest. It appeared that Kakyoin had just gotten off of school, for he was wearing his green uniform. He offered Jotaro a smile and didn’t say anything as he stepped into the hospital room placing the flowers gently into a vase. Other flowers were already there. Noriaki stood beside JoJo silently observing him. The look of pain across the dark-haired teen’s face made his heart ache. The ginger would have wanted nothing more than to take the source of his pain and crush it. Yet, that wasn't exactly possible. Instead, he shocked the teenager by wrapping his arms around his shoulders.

Jotaro stiffened at first, but then leaned back into the warm touch. He bit into his lip. The temptation to sob into Kakyoin’s embrace was strong.  He knew though if he began to cry, so would the old man. Speaking of which, Joseph broke the tense silence.

“You must be Noriaki Kakyoin.” he smiled and offered out his hand. “The one my grandson talks about all the time. Also, the one he made-out with.”

Th ginger chuckled softly and he shook the elder’s hand. At first, he had been worried that Joseph would have to be eliminated. Noriaki couldn't have anyone keeping him away from his precious JoJo, not even his own family. It felt like, Joseph was not going to be a problem but the male was still a bit cautious. People were masterminds at hiding their true intentions – Kakyoin knew all about that.

He tilted his head glancing over towards Jotaro, who had cheered up a bit. “He told you about that?”

Jospeh hummed, “Mhm. Now -” his face darkened playfully. “What do you think you’re doing kissing my grandson when you’re not dating him?”

Jotaro stood up abruptly ending the conversation as he said, face flushed softly. “We were both drunk, I told you that. Now – can we have...some time alone?”

Noriaki raised an eyebrow.

He’s lying. How cute. Is he embarrassed that I kissed him all on my own no alcohol needed – and he let me.