Jojo's Bizarre Oneshots

You Get Caught Singing-Part 5

Sorry I'm late, but have some more imagines!!! Haha...because I can't think of an actual story line. Also these are in modern scenarios because...just because.

His POV [BTW guys I listen to a multitude of songs...so don't judge me]

Giorno~ "The Mask- Lyre le Temps" [he's older and you two have a house together]~  "(Y/N)?...(Y/N) where are you?" I leave the house for one second, and she completely disappears. "This have better not be a prank. Because that's my job." 

I look around the living room-no. I look in the kitchen- nothing. I look in our bedroom-notta. Where in the world is-[Carmin Sandiego]

"~Hey Pachuco! Hey!~"

Suddenly, I hear (Y/N) scream- Pachuco? What is going on here?

"~Hey! They say damn my pride. And all the other cats livin' down east side. Or maybe just my plan's too wide.~"

It was coming from outside. The backyard to be more specific." I look out the window blinds to our patio in the back, and i stifle in a laugh. 

My darling  (Y/N)...with headphones on...is dancing around in the grass...with gloves on...and a trowel in hand.  My guess is that she was digging up weeds, but she got side tracked. 

Unbeknownst to her, I'm enjoying the performance she's putting on. However; it all comes to and end when she gloriously spins around and her eyes suddenly land on me through the crack in the blinds. 

The most noticeable thing in this moment isn't her growing blush on her cheeks, but the furrowing of her brows. "GIORNO!!!"

Uh oh.

Bucciarati~ "Rich Boy- Galantis"~ Just once... just once in my life, I wish (Y/N) would wake up the same time as me. So the first thing I see is her beautiful face, and not a bunch of empty pillows [cheezy i know] "(Sigh) Okay let's go." I stretch out my arms, and legs, and about...six  minutes later, I'm out of bed. Regaining the rest of my senses, I start smell something delicious coming from downstairs. "Awe, she must be making breakfast." I make my way out the door and down the steps

"~All I want is sweet sweet love!~"

"Huh? Is that music?"

"~I don't need rich boy. I don't want dollars. No, you don't gotta be a high roller. All I want is sweet sweet love. Sweet sweet love.~"

"Is...is she singing?"

 At the bottom of the stairs, I have a clear view of the kitchen and (Y/N)'s back. And yep, sure enough my sweet (Y/N) is singing, and dancing? This is new. 

She moves her feet to the beat and she makes sure not to drop the spatula she has in hand. 

"So is breakfast almost ready?"

"Ahh!" She immediately turns off her music and turns towards me. "How long were you standing there?" 

"Why'd you stop dancing? You looked like you were having fun. Not to mention a little cute."

"Answer the question zipper boy!"

Mista~ "Emergency-Icona Pop"'~  'I can't believe this.'

"~This is emergency! Call an ambulance, come rescue me!~"

'I wish i could record this!'

"~Everybody in this b*tch! If you wanna get up, get down like this.~"