Josuke Higashikata X Reader {Kisses}

"Poor Koichi-chan! Are you alright? Does it hurt too bad? Here, let me see the damage, you poor thing."

Josuke about had it up to here with this utter blasphemy and he was ready to flip his lid; he could faintly feel steam billowing out of his ears already.

All he did was collide heads with Koichi on their way back to their feet (they had been picking up Koichi's strewn homework from the sidewalk), and you just happened to walk by at that perfect moment when their skulls clanged together like clackers.

Now, you were fawning over Koichi’s delicate injury as you knelt down on the pavement, not even giving Josuke the time of day. Not a single word, not even a fucking glance.

He could put up with it for a little while, because he was gentleman...until you kissed Koichi's forehead. Twice.

The little first year blushed like the shrimpy schoolboy he was, agitating Josuke even more. What would it take for him to get some of your affection!?

Koichi frantically waved his hands with a panicked expression, knowing Josuke’s feelings for you, but you kissed his cheek instead.

That's it, no more Mr. Nice Josuke.

The sound of heavy breathing made you turn around with confusion, wondering what the issue was. You knew Josuke was behind you, but you weren't aware that he had the ability to breathe that heavy.

His darkened violet eyes were utterly murderous.

Crazy Diamond's pink and silver form suddenly materialized, bearing the same murderous glint. They were looking at Koichi, who responded by squeaking in fear.

"Oi, I don't think Koichi's that bad off," Josuke spoke, his Stand vanishing as fast as it arrived.

Whipping your head around, you (and Koichi) were surprised to see the boy's forehead completely healed. Your gave Josuke a suspicious glare as his attitude pulled a full 180.

"You can kiss my forehead better now if you want~ Your lips aren’t busy anymore, right?~"

You stared at him for a solid three seconds before turning your back to him with a “hmph”. He deadpanned dramatically, but he quickly recomposed himself. He wouldn't give up easily, no way.

“Hey, come on, babe. Look, I’m bleeding a little! Just one little kiss,” he continued, moving a little closer as his once-cool and composed expression began to break down from rejection. He was even sweating a little.

“You cheated,” you spoke simply, raising to your feet. At this, Josuke began to panic; you were going to leave being angry at him, and that would leave a bad taste in his mouth.

“Listen, isn’t it a good thing he’s healed now?” he asked, still trying to get even a little smooch out of the whole deal. “I can’t heal myself, you know.”

That made you pause, mostly because you were realizing that indeed Josuke had a point; he couldn’t heal himself. If you had been prepared, you would have just used a band-aid on him, but you hadn’t expected to meet the duo in such a scenario.

Turning to face him, you still glared with your arms folded over your chest. Josuke’s eyes lit up, his upper half leaning forward so that he was more eye level with your much shorter stature. You really wanted to slap the grin off his face.

Your cheeks flushed deeply when Josuke pointed to his forehead where a red area signaled the point of impact from earlier. But you didn’t want to give the kiss there. In that spot, you could unleash a nasty demon.

The spot was almost under his extravagant pomp, and you didn’t want to risk the chance of messing it up. You still valued your life, damnit!

With a heavy sigh, and even further flushed cheeks, you quickly leaned in a gave him a fleeting kiss on his left cheek. It was gone as soon as it happened, and Josuke watched with wide, sparkling eyes at your hastily retreating form. His cheeks burned as his look of awe suddenly melted into a crooked grin, touching his cheek with his finger tips. The area your lips had touched still tingled.

“Ah,” he sighed with a smile, “aren’t girls just great, Koichi?”

The teen stiffened as he thought of Yukako and his first encounters with her.

“Um...they’re pretty terrifying, actually.”