[DRP] Wrapped Up (Junko/Seiji) FIN

[Eight]

You made a (poor) deal

There came a low growling sound from Junko's throat as he taunted her. "I hate you," she grumbled. "Never sleeping with you again. We're going to have separate bedrooms on opposite side of the house." Junko spoke seriously, as if she would ever actually do such a thing. She leaned in to nudge his cheek with her nose and then nuzzled her face against his throat, her fingers tangling up in his hair.

"Everything's wrooooooong. I don't want to be awaaaaaake," she finally whined.  

[Eight]

Plan All The Weddings!

Junko practically hopped to the door, taking Seiji's hand once they were out of his room.

The chapel was easy to find. Junko kept good notes with verbatim directions written in it. It was gothic, with beautifully kept stain glass windows and a grand entrance. It wasn't as large as a traditional cathedral, but it also wasn't a tiny little affair, either. It was on a hill overlooking a cemetery lined with dying willow trees, and the positioning of the building itself meant that the setting pumpkin sun shone through the stain glass windows of the main chapel area. Junko squealed with delight when she saw it, looking up at Seiji with wide eyes. "What do you think?"  

[Eight]

My Gift to you

Much better! Crooning, Junko closed the eye closest to him and smiled brightly. "You have three options! Couch for movies, my closet to see the coat, or bed for cuddling."

Beejoux

 

[Eight]

My Gift to You

Junko clapped her hands. "I like that plan. You're the best." She leaned in to kiss his chin, still smiling. ""  

[Eight]

Plan all the weddings!

What! How could he ask something like that!? Wide eyes turned up to Seiji. "Of course!" She reached for his arm, giving it a tug as she started to make her way toward the chapel. "Let's go in! I didn't see any events on their calendar for today so it should be fine to check out!" If Junko was going to be spending money on something she fully intended on inspecting it first.

For her planning this wedding got more and more fun with every day.  

[Eight]

You made a (poor) deal

She mumbled unhappily into the side of Seiji's neck, muffling her words and making them impossible to make out. Fortunately it was probably easy to guess what she was saying.

It was ten minutes before Junko moved again. She hadn't fallen back to sleep. Instead she huffed and lifted her head to put her forehead on Seiji's, glowing green eyes looking down into glowing red. She pouted and said nothing.

Beejoux

 

[Eight]

You made a (poor) deal

His growly fiancee cuddled up against him when he climbed back into bed with her, still pouting and growly and all of those angry things. "No one should be up at this hour unless they're still up from the previous day," she protested. But luckily for her it was the last one she made. Junko fell asleep shortly after that.  

[Eight]

Plan all the weddings

Yay! Junko squealed with delight as she hurried up the steps with Seiji in tow, only letting him go so she could open up the door and peek inside. She gasped. Eyes widened as she slipped through and looked around. It looked a lot bigger on the inside. Vaulted ceilings, engraved pillars, the pumpkin sun shining through the stained glass windows and filling the chapel with a beautiful glow, and all of it opened up directly into where the ceremony could be held. For the moment it was nearly bare save for tables loaded with boxes, most likely for some kind of event being held later in the week. But it was clear enough for Junko to envision herself here.

Both hands came up to cover her mouth as she stepped forward, maneuvering past tables to walk up a set of steps and then turn around to face Seiji. She had no words. It was beautiful. She was in love.

Beejoux