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It was an accident, a stupid slip of the tounge, but Joseph realized he fucked up once you cast him a glare that could’ve struck fear into the hearts of even Kars, Wamuu and Esidisi.
“So that's how you think of me? Just some damsel in distress?”
It all started when he mentioned that you should let him escort you to get supplies from the mainland. Joseph saw this as the perfect opportunity to get some alone time with you, get away from this damned island of suffering and maybe make himself look better to the others. Unfortunately, you somehow saw through his bullshit excuse of,
“I just want to help”
And teasingly called him out on what his true intentions were.
“Aww, do you want to spend time with me away from the eyes of mio fratello?” You coo at him playfully, a glint of mischief in your (e/c) eyes.
Damn, you were more insightful than he realized. In attempts to hide the fact that you hit the nail on the head, he gave a cocky smirk and retorted
“Well, that may be a partially true, but I just want to protect a little girl such as yourself”
You raise a brow in a questioning way,
“‘A little girl’? I’m the same age as you, Jojo”
He lets out a chuckle, as if he knew something you didn’t.
“I mean in size, look how small you are. I bet you couldn’t even reach the top of my head, much less keep yourself safe from some of the dangers out there. That’s why a big, strong man like me should…escort... you..” He trailed off at the end of his boasting, when he realized you stopped walking alongside him. As he looked back, he was met with a spine chilling glare on your face.
That’s how he ended up in this situation and that’s when you set up to get your revenge.
“Fine. If you think I can’t defend myself, then let me prove you wrong. Head to the training grounds, I’ll be there shortly.” With that, you abruptly turned and stomped back to the house.
Joseph stood frozen in shock for a second.
“Where the hell did that come from?!” Joseph muttered to himself as he began his walk to the training grounds, as you had told. “She’s supposed to be all sweet and cute! Why is she all scary now?”
Once he arrives at the little field where the sparring usually takes place, he sees the familiar silhouette that he knows as Caesar. Deciding to mess with the blondie, he starts running over to him and obnoxiously yells out,
“OOOHHH CAESARINO!”
To his surprise, Caesar didn’t look the slightest bit annoyed, you could almost say he looked smug.
“You’ve done it now, Jojo”
Joseph halts in confusion and worry, he didn’t like the look in the italian’s eyes. He felt like he was going to the grave soon and he didn’t like it one bit.
“What exactly have I done?”
Caesar’s smirk only grew as he answered,
“You pissed off (y/n)”
Welp, this confirmed it. Joseph knew he was probably going to get murdered by Caesar. You must have sent Joseph there to be ambushed by your brother, but then he notices the smug look in the casanova’s eyes is still there. No malice or signs of a threat came from him. This only managed to confuse brunette farther more, what was this damn italian up to?
“So have you come here to finish me off?” Joseph asked warily.
The man in question didn’t answer and only laughed as he looked to a point behind Joseph. Warning sirens immediately went off in his mind and he quickly turned to see what was lurking behind him. He did a double take when he saw you. Not in your usual cutsie sundress, but instead a combat outfit? Then the meathead finally pieced together what was happening.
“Wait a minute! You mean you’re going to try and fight me?!” he exclaimed in shock. There’s no way he could hurt you, he couldn’t stand the thought of you being in pain.
You gave a scoff, your eyes throwing daggers at him and declared,
“Oh no, I’m not going to ‘try and fight’ you, I’m going to kick your ass and make you think twice before you go underestimating people”
“What! Then why is Caesar here?!” Joseph cried out, his mind was reeling, “I thought you were just a helper here on the island!”
Caesar happily answered the british man’s questions with an excited,
“I’m here for the show! I want to see you get what you deserve! And mia sorella is a Zeppeli, of course she practices hamon!”
You walk to the center of the fighting ring, readying yourself,
“First to be pinned loses, no weapons, fists and hamon only. Sounds good?”
Joseph is still trying to sike himself up to fighting you, but he still gives a nod,
“Yeah, I guess. Are you sure about this though?”
Instead of answering, you raise your fists in a ready to fight position, hamon already crackling around you.
“Start!” Caesar gives them the signal to start their match and he plops down nearby to oversee the match.
“Don’t go easy on me, Jojo. I want a fair match” The warning is clear in your voice, and he understood. You weren’t holding back so neither should he.
To try and gain a bit of advantage, he decides to charge before you can. To be on the offense instead of defense.
Focusing the hamon into his hands he goes to punch at you, avoiding your face though, he wouldn’t forgive himself if he ruined it. You surprisingly dodge his quick attacks, so he manages to backup before you could get a punch in. You circle him and he watches wearily. Swiftly, you charge at him and he braces for the attack. It becomes like a game of dodging and blocking punches that have too much force behind them to belong to a girl. Joseph feels as sweat begins to gather on his body, but the breeze from the sea feels refreshing. Unexpectedly, he watches as you seem to bend back, not knowing what you were doing. But once your leg makes contact with his head, he understands.
You send him face first into the dirt with a muted thud. You had fallen on top of him in an effort to pin him. He quickly tries to push off the ground to dismount you, but you grab his arm and twist it to press against his back. He lets a small groan of pain from the bend,
“I’m not done just-” Zap
Joseph became stiff like a board under you as you send a strong current of hamon to temporarily paralyze him.
“Are you willing to admit defeat now?” You challenged.
Reducing the amount of hamon, you give him the ability to speak, he just won’t be able to move.
“Hmmm? Are you going to answer?” you begin running your fingers through his hair teasingly, leaning down to his ear, “Usually we can never get you to shut up, so why are you being so quiet now?”
He grumbled a miserable,
“Yes, I admit defeat. Now let me move”
Deciding to mess with him a little more, you turn him over so you can see his face and straddle his stomach. You sigh as you gaze kindly at his confused expression, leaning closer to his face you whisper,
“Oh Jojo, you should have just said that you wanted to spend time with me”
Smiling slightly, you brush your lips against his. He could just barely feel the warmth of your mouth against his and was slowly beginning to gain freedom from your paralysis. He was started leaning up to make it a proper kiss-
“YOU DAMN BRUTE! GET AWAY FROM MIA SORELLA!”
Caesar’s angry yells totally ruined the moment and Joseph swears that if he wasn’t still numb from your attack, then he would have strangled your brother then and there.
Giggling slightly, you place a peck on his cheek and bid him farewell.
“Good luck dealing with Caesar, see you later Jojo, I’ve got some stuff to pick up from the mainland.”
Hoping up from your position on his stomach, you wave and holler over your shoulder,
“As you can see, I can take care of myself!”
Joseph decided that he would be fine taking a few punches and lectures from Caesarino, if it meant he could get a real kiss from you someday.