『✴How To Break A Kujo✴』

Jotaro stares at his computer screen, and the page he had pulled up. Was he really going to sink this low? The raven-haired male sighed deeply, and he stared at the note he had on his lap. The red-head had given it to him, so that had to mean Kakyoin wanted him to look it up. How far was he supposed to take this though? The man sighed deeply, and he buried his face into his pillow, and let out a soft scream. Feeling better he set the pillow aside and took an actual good look at the webpage.

Across the home-page was four different men, dressed half-naked in leather. They were all posing in scandalous ways, and text above them read: Stardust Erotics - Where your fantasies are made from the stars

"Hmph, a catchy slogan." the marine biologist admitted, and he clicked open the search bar(that said 'find an actor'). He gulped, and took off his hat setting it aside and undid his two belts, it was strange, yes, but Jotaro had always worn two of them. He bit his lip face already flushing heavily, and he choked down his awkwardness.
Glancing down at the note again, he quickly typed in: Cherry-Bomb.

Then, he held his breath.
His blue eyes widened, and he let out a shaky breath as the webpage loaded again. All across his screen was Kakyoin, in the dirtiest setting he could ever imagine. One the sides were two full-body shots, the redhead staring out towards the camera, holding a crop--entirely nude except for the cherry printed tights he wore. Those though, did nothing to hid his bulge.

Then, at the top was his alias in swirling text, and a gallery of images and then a playlist of his videos. Jotaro took a deep breath, but it was just as shakey as he exhaled whole body flaming. He didn't have the courage to look at the videos afraid he would combust into flames and decides to check out the gallery. Already he felt himself growing hard in his boxers from the sight of the two initial body shots. He bit his lip harshly whimpering a little as the first image was displayed on his screen.

He was rendered incapable of any rational thought. He leaned backward shifting so that he had the computer at a more comfortable position in his lap. Jotaro slipped his pants down a little, and soon his boxers follow allowing him access to his neglected cock. His wide blue eyes stare at the screen dilated with lust, and he stroked himself off slowly shivering at the contact. It made the college student realize how long it had been since he had touched himself.

At least to the thought of another person.

Jotaro smiled a little his face flushing with heat, and he clicked to the next image. The collection of images simply got lewder until he was staring at a Noriaki completely naked.
He was splayed across a couch his violet eyes staring into the camera. The man had his arm stretched out, and his finger curled beckoning to the viewer while the other hand held a coil of rope. His breathing had long ago become rapid pants of pleasure, and he allowed soft meals to slip past his lips. At this point, he could barely see the image anymore simply getting off at the thought of Kakyoin. He wondered what it would feel like to have that rope tied about his hands. To have the redhead grin at him like a predator and bend him over the armrest of the couch. Drool began to slowly drip out of his mouth, his entire face aflame.

This daze of lust was broken when his door slammed open.

"Hey, Jojo! I need your help-! ARGH!" a familiar voice screamed, and Jotaro barely had time to cover up himself with his blankets. He couldn't hide the flush in his face, or the sweat rolling off of him though. His blue eyes narrowed and he growled in utter annoyance.

"Josuke. Get the fuck out."

The purple-haired student shook his head and rubbed at his eyes. "Nah man, you owe me for scaring me."

The raven-haired man was not amused. He pulled his boxers and pants back up, his erection fading. Finally, he clipped his belts back into place. "You need to learn to knock."

"Alright, but still. I need your help." the younger student defended. Josuke paused and he raised an eyebrow smirking as he spotted the computer. "But first, what are you looking at?"

"None of your damn business-!"the older male began, but he was outsmarted asJosuke snatched the computer from his lap. His uncle (long story) furrowed his brows, and a soft blush dusted his cheeks, and he glanced at Jotaro a mischievous gleam in his eyes. 

"He is hot, but I didn't think you could even have an attraction. To like, anything."

"Fuck you."the man mumbled back, and he grabbed back his computer slamming it closed. He tossed it aside onto his bed and swung his legs around. "Good grief, you're still annoying even in college. What the hell do you need?"

Josuke held his hands up in surrender, and at the question, his face flushed a little. His eyes sparkled with a lovey-dovey gleam--the older man huffed. He rubbed the back of his neck and gave Jotaro a sly grin. "Well, I- I'm going to marry Okuyasu!"

"No." the blue-eyed man replied. "You're too young."

"I knew you'd say that..."Josuke mumbled and he put his hands together as if pleading. "We have been together for six years, I think its time to make him mine, for like, forever! Please, help me out! I need a ring and a suit! The rest you don't have to worry about! Just come shopping with me!"

"Good grief, fine."a smile small quirked across Jotaro's lips though. "But it's ridiculous you're getting married before me. Who's the best man?"

"Koichi! Of course. "the purple-haired male replied, and he grasped onto his relative's arm. "Now, let's go shopping!"

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Jotaro was bored out of his mind, as he watched his uncle stare at the rings in the case. Picking out a suit had been easy, for Josuke went with a dark purple one that really looked good. Though the marine biologist disapproved of the color, Josuke couldn't be swayed to choose anything else. Now, he had been stuck in the jewelry shop for almost two hours now, and it seemed that his younger companion was nowhere near ready to leave. He sighed and leaned back on the bench propping his elbow up, and pacing his head into his hand.

"Hurry the hell up. I got things to do today."

Josuke gave him an exasperated reply back, "I know! But while they are all pretty, they're not right. It's gotta perfect! I am the earth, and Oku is the sun! But you wouldn't understand that, single-pringle."

"Good grief."Jotaro sighed, and he pulled his hat over his eyes. Maybe he could fall asleep. He was just about to doze off when his phone buzzed. The raven-haired man frowned, but it turned into a soft smile as he saw who had messaged him. 

Kakyoin: heyyyy, what you doing?

Jotaro: shopping with my stupid uncle

Jotaro: he's getting married. can you believe that?

Kakyoin: wait like your is younger than you but still your uncle, uncle?

Jotaro: do I have any other?

Kakyoin: who knows with your family

Jotaro: plz don't jinx it 

Kakyoin: hmph, so who's gonna be your plus one?

Jotaro: ohhh, is that a thing at weddings? 

Jotaro: guess i'ma go alone :(

Kakyoin: or maybe not?

Kakyoin:  I could go with you! :D

Jotaro's heart fell into his throat, and he brought a hand up to his face to try and cover his grin. Josuke though noticed this, as well as the blush.

"Oh, man, who are you talking to? I've never seen you smile that wide."

"You don't need to know." the man shot back as he typed a reply. 

Jotaro: honestly that would be great!

Jotaro: i'll keep you updated about the details

Kakyoin: hell yeah! 

Kakyoin: you'll get to see my dance moves 

Jotaro: on second thought

Jotaro: i might not take you 

Kakyoin:  wha-? :o

Kakyoin: rude 

Josuke couldn't stand his curiously anymore, and he snatched the phone from his nephew. He got this 'ohhhhhh' look across his face as he looked over the messages. He giggled and dodged away from the dark-haired male as he lunged at him. "Who is this Kakyoin? Why does his contact have a bunch of hearts, hm?"

"Give it back, before I beat your ass."

The purple-haired boy was faster than his companion though and easily dodged around Jotaro's desperate maneuvers. "Maybe I should send him a message..."

"Don't you dare-"

"Oops. Too late."

Jotaro: that's not as rude as i can be ;)

Kakyoin: mhmp

Kakyoin: don't even try and play that game 

Kakyoin: kitten~

Josuke's mouth dropped, and he was momentarily stunned allowing Jotaro to snatch his phone back. The man's blue-eyes widened and a hot blush came across his cheeks. 

Jotaro: haha

Jotaro: you sure are a flirt

Kakyoin: I could stop

Jotaro: i didn't say that

Jotaro: but hang on a little bit

Jotaro: i got an uncle to kill

With that message, he slipped his phone back into his pocket, and his younger companion gulped. "Josuke, you're not going to get the chance to say your vows. Cause you're going to be dead."

"No!Please! I was just messaging around-AH!"

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The raven-haired man rolled over and grabbed his phone, it was late. The screens brightness comeplelty took him off gaurd, but he didn't mind all that much. Jotaro pauses, and he opened up a very familiar contact on his phone. It was really the only one he actively spoke to, and he glanced at the clock. Would Kakyoin still be awake? Most likely, the artist had a bad habit of finishing large projects all through the night. Him and Jotaro were both workaholics.

Jotaro: man it's cold

Jotaro: and I cant sleep

Kakyoin: mhm

Kakyoin: what's your dorm number?

Jotaro: 546, why?

Kakyoin: aight

Kakyoin: I'm be over there just give me a second

Jotaro: its past curfew!

Kakyoin: I'm not afraid of hall monitors

That was the last text Jotaro received from the red-head. Of course he spammed questions and tried to the convince the other college student to turn back, but he got no reply. He jumped out of his skin as he heard a soft knocking on his door, and he scrambled out of bed furrowing his brows. There was no way Noriaki actually slipped in the middle of the night, all the way from the art department to Jotaro's dorm. He swung the door open and found the man standing before him. His pajamas were striped, and his shirt was unbuttoned completely showing off his torso.

The darker-haired man had seen it before, of course because of his internet history. Yet, there was something so startling about staring at Kakyoin'a bare chest in front of him. And it wasn't just the large, pink scar around the male's stomach either. Jotaro snapped his gaze away and smiled softly at the red-head waving him inside.

"You're ridiculous."he mumbled, and the other man shurgged, closing the door behind himself. He followed his companion to the bed, and they sat criss cross from each other. Jotaro found his eyes wandering back to the scar, and he furrowed his brows. How could someone live through something that large? What could even cause such a huge scar? Kakyion must cover it up with makeup in his photos.

"Oh, you're curious about the scar huh?" Kakyoin spoke gently, breaking the silence. His friend shook his head, and sighed deeply.

"I wasn't trying to be rude it's just so...large. What happened?"Jotaro found hismelf asking, and he slapped a hand over his mouth quickly saying gruffly. "Not that you have to tell me or anything-"

"A car accident."Noriaki cut him off, and tiltied his head his red curls bouncing. "Some drunk idiot ran right into me, and a large peice of debry ran straight through me. I barely survived. Took me years to walk properly again. Sometimes,"he touched the scar. "They still hurt a little when I walk too much."

"Jesus."the raven-haires man across from him breathed. "I'm sorry I asked."

"No! No!"he was ressured. "Its fine, now how about we cuddle up and get some sleep, huh?" Kakyoin said in that silky tone of his. The taller of the pair blushed softly and thanked the darkness of his room. He grasped the other's collar and pulled him down onto the bed making the red-head laugh a little. He shimmied his way down the bed so that his head was level with the other's chest, and pulled him close.

"Hmph, so you're a little spoon?" Jotaro was barely even listening. Melting into the warmth of the other man, and he sighed deeply breathing in the heavy scent of cherries.

"Pet my hair..."he mumbled, and let his blue eyes drift upwards to meet the violet ones of Kakyoin. The art student looked a little taken aback, but he shugged. In return he nuzzled back into Jotaro, wrapping an arm around him. With one hand he began to run his fingers through the marine biologist'a black locks.

Before either of them realized, they were asleep.