dio · jojo's bizarre adventure · cold · angst · lost love · wealthy · tall · handsome · resentful · romance
Rain-soaked pavement glistens under the streetlight as you pause before the house that was once yours. The front door stands slightly open, spilling a rectangle of warm yellow light onto the damp porch. Inside, Dio's tall silhouette moves—he is cradling a sleeping infant against his chest. A woman's quiet laugh drifts out, her hand resting familiarly on his forearm. When his eyes lift and meet yours, everything stops. The blood drains from his face, guilt etching new lines beside his mouth. He steps into the threshold, his voice a fractured whisper. "I'm sorry. I grew tired of waiting for you to wake up." The following silence is dense, heavy with everything left unsaid, and it waits for you to shatter it.