Jotaro x F Reader- The Joestar you couldn't stand (ONE-SHOT PREQUEL)

The minute he agreed to meet up with you, your heart exploded with joy. He wasn't the kind of guy who desperately threw emojis your way and shaped their entire existences around a girl on the internet. He wasn't needy, he actually was very poor at texting. He said he was a very busy man, out with his uncle and grandfather or out with his disabled friend from Paris. Jotaro Kujo was his own man.

You met him off Stand, the hip new dating app that includes features like marking a calendar for meetups, maps that showed the best meetup spots, the whole works. He had a few years on you but you didn't mind, in fact you enjoyed having someone a little older than you. He had a bad boy smolder in every photo, and he was smart enough to become a marine biologist. You didn't know much about the subject, but you took a few last minute reads on dolphin and whale fun facts you were going to use to impress him.

What sold the whole package? He was filthy rich too, the grandson of the real estate mogul Joseph Joestar. You knew his days were numbered and that soon Jotaro would definitely inherit some of the billion dollar net worth that Joseph had accumulated in his twilight years. His profile screamed "Joestar."

You two had agreed to meet on the docks in southwest Morioh, it was very underrated. You put on your best nylons, your best tight, pencil skirt, curled your hair a little, and your makeup was ON FLEEK. You looked good and you were clean, you felt amazing. The connections between good hygiene and putting effort into your appearance not only made you look amazing, but mentally you at your highest. You took a cab to the location.

The sun was just about to set and you were feeling the summer heat. The soothing sound of waves gently crashing against the well-maintained docks filled your head with thoughts of making the ultimate meet-cute story. You were planning on strolling on the beach, caressing his muscles, seeing if that jawline was real. You wanted to bear his children and live a life of luxury. You heard a vehicle roll up behind you.

It was an armored limousine, very uncommon in this part of town. The name "Speedwagon" was stickered on the side panels. The windows were all tinted too. The passenger door opened and out stepped Jotaro plus four men in suits and shades. Did he seriously bring bodyguards to our date? you thought to yourself. He definitely looked the part, you got all excited inside knowing you weren't being catfished. You were shocked, he was wearing almost all white, heavy clothing. That included a trench coat, you didn't even think they came in white.

Jotaro turned to nod at the driver, then he cleared his throat.

"You must be Y/N, you look better than your photos. What gives?"

You took a nervous gulp, did he just insult you?

"I was dressing to impress! Looks like i did a good job, right?" you replied.

He did the sexiest chuckle alive.

"That you did," he said to you, validating your whole existence. The two of you stared at each other. His eyes were longing for something, was it for you to make the first move?

"Did you want to take a stroll on the beach?" you asked, offering an outstretched hand. He shook his head.

"Can I trust you?" he asked. You eagerly nodded.

"With your life, Jotaro babe."

He stood there processing your response. Eventually he had a solid, intense look in his eyes. We locked, it was fiery and romantic. It shook me to my core and kinda turned me on.

"I want you to pull it out," he replied. "I wanna see what it can do." You were visibly confused. Was it Jotaro's secret fetish? Did he already spot the promise ring you stowed in your pocket that you planned on giving him?

"I'm sorry, what?" you replied.

"Pull it out, you got rocks in your ears, bitch!?" he snapped. You gasped in a high voltage shock. This dream man just called YOU a bitch?

"What the hell are you saying, Jotaro?" you snapped back. He spat on the ground.

"I know you have a stand, it was the only reason I was on that app. It must've drawn stand users to it," he said aggressively. "Now stop wasting my fucking time."

"I have no idea what-"

"Then I guess I'll have to just beat it out of you!" he yelled, pointing furiously at you. "Star Platinum!!"

An invisible force grazed your stomach. Your instinct made you hop to the left. The force still hurt, tearing open your sexy shirt from below. It left a rash. You felt empowered. Dream guy your sexy sweet ass. You rushed him, slapping him across the face. You began to cry. He began to sniffle, rubbing his douchey, masculine face.

"You threatened me!?" you yelled. He got visibly confused himself.

" Good frickin grief. Why aren't you using your stand?" he asked. "Was I wrong?"

"I have ZERO idea what the fuck a Stand is besides a stupid app!"

Jotaro frowned.

"Jeez, bitch, I was just trying to draw out your stand. You know some people are seriously in denial of having them," he rudely explained. "I was hoping I'd meet a fellow stand user. But since you're being such an idiot by not having a stand I guess I've just wasted my time on you. Good grie-"

You weren't having it. You took your fine legs and smashed him right in the testicles. He dropped to his knees, his face turning pale.

"Nani!?" he exclaimed, holding his kicked sack. "I should've stopped time."

"I better not see you around Morioh, you rich piece of shit!" you threatened him as you swiftly stuck your hands inside his trench coat pockets. You felt something round and paper-like. Money. You snatched as many round-feeling tubes from his pockets and were surprised when you saw what was inside. He easily had racks of 1,600,000 yen stowed away in there.

"Impossible...my weak spot that star platinum couldn't even protect...." he moaned in pain, keeling over. You laughed with his bodyguards, who did jack shit the whole time. They explained to you that Jotaro would often threaten people, and unless he had an adequate amount of steroids beforehand, he would get his ass beat.

"I'm...sorry...Y/N" Jotaro groaned, getting to his feet. He regained his composure. You stopped yourself from walking away.

"I wanna make it up to you. How about within the next few weeks I treat you to dinner, so you don't sue me or anything like that."

He began doing that bad boy smirk, although quite poorly. You laughed, a sense of victory going through you.

"You get one more chance, Jotaro. Treat me to something hella expensive and I'll decide whether or not you can be my man," you demanded of him.

"Good grief, you really are one fiery girl. Maybe we'll have children that'll get arrested one day," he said back. "Sounds like a plan.

You made your way back home, leaving Jotaro and his crew at the docks. You may not have found your god of love, but you at least made yourself filthy rich for a few months.