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 Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2014 7:00 pm
Seiji had been watching the clock for the last few hours, waiting for three o'clock to roll up so he could say goodbye to classes and hello to a lovely ghoul waiting for him in town. At the final bell the ghost could be seen walking quickly back to the dorms. Not long after he reemerged, a small back slung over his shoulder, and a pale, spectral scareon bouncing at his heels as he traversed the sidewalk, to the front gates, and made his way through town to Junko's apartment. When he got there he scooped Hikari up so she couldn't be under foot of anyone else coming or going, and slid into the elevator behind a tiny old reaper woman with an arm load of groceries. Groceries Seiji wound up carrying to her apartment after they had nearly tipped out of her small arms. He'd caught them, smiled, and offered to carry them up for her. It was only a minor detour, and he got a spookie out of the deal. It was hanging out his mouth as he shifted the ofuda in his arms and rang the bell to Junko's apartment.
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Posted: Wed Sep 10, 2014 7:20 pm
It had been awhile since Junko had had company stay the night, really. She was enjoying prepping for it. Cleaning, cooking, tidying up, getting whatever work she needed out of the way. All of it was therapeutic, and all of it was something she loved to do. She sang, she whistled, she hummed. Even her minipets were excited.
By the time Seiji arrived dinner was ready and keeping warm on the stove, and she had just finally gotten the last of her cleaning done when he arrived.
Junko hurried to the door and peeked through the peephole to make sure it was him, quickly opening it with the brightest smile. "He--..eh?" She blinked. "Where did...can I have a bite?" Junko held out her arms to take Hikari from Seiji, wanting to hug the ofuda before Momo could steal all of her attention away.
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2014 2:09 pm
Seiji grinned down at the ghoul around the spookie in his mouth, grabbing it only after Junko had taken Hikari out of his arms, and taking a large bite out of the side. "Helped one of your neighbors carry her groceries to her door. The really tiny old lady down the hall." His shoulder rose in a half shrug. As she asked for a nibble there was a moment where he debated cramming the whole thing in his mouth and swallowing it whole just to be a pain in the a**, and he let her see it in his eyes before holding it down for her to take a bit. "I think they're home made, they taste it. Not as good as your's though." When she'd had her fill he'd toss the rest, if there was any, into his mouth, freeing up one hand that he used to draw the monster ghoul to him so he could lay a kiss on her forehead. Any transferred crumbs were brushed away with the pad of his thumb. Inside the apartment he could smell something delicious, the scent filled the small space, seeping out into the hall. "Whatever you made, it sounds amazing."
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2014 6:32 pm
"That was nice of you," Junko said happily. She approved! Junko then watched him and waited for the cookie, an expectant look on her face even as she caught that flash of consideration in his eyes, that mischievousness that could only end in her pouting and whining because she didn't get her way. But Seiji was smart and he offered the cookie down. With a pleased sound she leaned in to take a big bite out of the cookie, leaving just enough for him to pop in his mouth.
"You're a suck up," she teased affectionately, "I love you." Her eyes closed when he kissed her forehead and she smiled, hugging Hikari tightly. Finally she set the ofuda down on the floor so she could run off and play with the other minipets who happily welcomed her back into the fold again. Junko opened her eyes again to look up at Seiji with a fond smile, one hand reaching out to trace her fingers along the length of his jaw line.
It actually didn't occur to her at first that he had even said something. She blushed with embarrassment when she realized she'd completely zoned out for a minute there. "Chicken and vegetable stir fry, rice, I also have soy sauce and eggs if you want that in your rice, annnnd then I made a dark chocolate and raspberry cheesecake for dessert." She stepped closer and slid her hands up his chest, his shoulders, and then finally draped her arms over his shoulders, leaning her full weight into him.
"You hungry?" She grinned. Junko always knew the answer, she just thought asking as always so fun.
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2014 6:43 pm
Another shrug. "She almost spilled the bag all over the elevator, I had to help her." He could play tough all he wanted, be the boil was soft on the inside. Something he'd tried a little harder to stamp out over the last year, but had been entirely unsuccessful. Ah well, it didn't really matter now.
"Me, a suck up?" He snorted, mirroring her movements, long fingers trailing over her cheek. For just a moment she seemed in a trance, eyes glued on him, hands roaming, and the sudden wash of color along her cheeks only confirmed it. It brought a dark, masculine chuckle from the boil, and he shifted his back further back on his shoulder so he could loop strong arms around her waist and lift her right off the ground. Red met green, a smirk cut across grey lips, and her let her slid down his chest until he could kiss her. Their he murmured against her lips, echoing her words. ""
And of course he was hungry. He was always hungry. He gave her look as he pulled back, brows arching incredulously, and carried her into her apartment, closing the door behind him with a nudge from his foot.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 5:03 am
She hadn't expected him to pick her up, but it was very welcomed. Junko giggled and returned his kiss, hugging her boil and catching his lips for another kiss after he properly said he loved her. ""
He looked at her like she was stupid for asking and she just grinned, kissing him one more time before finally letting go of him to slide down and stand on her own two feet. Seiji lucked out, her minipets were too distracted by Hikari to notice his arrival, so he was safe to follow Junko into the kitchen where the food waited for them.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 4:23 pm
The more the ghoul told him she loved him, the more he believed things were going to be alright. It wasn't just how sincere she sounded, it was that she seemed to be trying to make up for lost time. She'd loved him, all this time, but hadn't been able to voice it.
He followed her towards the delightful smell of food drifting from the kitchen, a curious hum sounding as red eyes flicked around the room, seeking out the promise of food. "it really does smell delicious."
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 4:33 pm
Everything was still warm, thankfully! It seemed Junko had only just finished things, and perfectly on time! She couldn't have done better if she'd tried, really. She grabbed the plates from the table to serve up his portions and her own, setting them down on the table afterward. Though additional helpings were still simmering on the stove if he wanted them.
She had a feeling he would.
Junko sat neatly in her seat and smiled up at Seiji. "I hope the smell isn't the only delicious thing, hmm?" She chuckled. Forks and knives were set, but Junko still opted to use chopsticks instead. It was her hair that plucked up the fork on her side to shovel in Her own helping of food. There came a thoughtful hum from the ghoul as she picked at her food, still watching the boil across from her. "Want to watch a movie after this?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 6:05 pm
Seiji hovered as Junko filled their plates, helping where he could to put plates or cups on the table before taking a seat himself. Like Junko he reached for the chopsticks, glad for the little slice of nostalgia. "Well it also looks delicious, and..." He informed her as he lay eyes on the stir fry, and snapped up a steaming piece of meat to pop into his mouth. He chewed, swallowed, and grinned. "And tastes delicious, too."
Even with chopsticks he ate quickly. Not messily, but he was a hungry ghost. Eating was his thing. He did pause though as he noticed Junko wasn't so much eating, as picking at her food. Green eyes very levelly staring across the table at him. Lowering his chopsticks, he met those pretty eyes, a brow arching. "Sure, a movie sounds good."
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 6:18 pm
She smiled. "Good! I'll let you pick." Finally she started to eat with a bit more enthusiasm. Junko was always a dainty light eater, she intentionally made sure Seiji's and the Mistress' portions were bigger than her own. Eating just wasn't something she did too much of. Here and there, yes, but not a feast.
"Also good to hear you still like my cooking. Have as much as you want." No seriously. Please eat it. Eat it all. She was a lot slower about eating, but she did quit her staring at least. "Classes going well? When will your exam for third year be?" She asked conversationally, genuinely interested in how things were going for him.
Junko eventually finished eating, pushing her finished plate away with a content sigh. The Mistress set Her plate down on top of Junko's, and unlike the polite ghoul She was attached to She let out an obnoxious belch that had Junko cringing and making the most displeased face. "Excuse you," she muttered.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 6:37 pm
Automatically his mind drifted to the very first movie they'd ever watched together, and he wondered if Junko had a copy. He did, but it was back in his dorm, out of reach. It could wait though, they'd only just sat down to dinner and Seiji was intent on enjoying it.
"Well you still cook really well." He offered it up as if this was just simple logic, though he did flash her a teasing smile. With her attention more on her food than on him he resumed his meal, maintaining a certain level of manners drilled into him by his adoptive parents as well as Junko from when they had first started dating. His food vanished quickly, but he was very neat about it.
Glowing eyes twitched up again as she asked about classes, and his shoulders rose up in a small shrug. "Classes are good, though I'm not one hundred percent sure when my exam will be. Soon, I think." He hoped.
When she was finished, plates stacked, he'd set his own on the pile before getting up to rinse them in the sink.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 6:51 pm
Soon. Soon was good. Junko looked surprised when Seiji picked up the plates to wash them without her asking, having fully intended on doing that herself. She grinned, putting her elbows on the table to hold her chin in her hands and watch him be all adorable and domestic in her kitchen.
Whenever he finished she finally got up from her chair, first walking up to him and hopping up on her tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek before wandering into the next room. The movies were all on shelves by the skelevision; Junko had made sure over the years to expand her movie collection just because of Seiji, so his selection would be pretty easy. Or difficult. Whatever.
"Do you mind if I do some knitting while we watch? I'm teaching myself and I like practicing." Snuggling, movie, knitting. It sounded perfect to Junko. Regardless of his answer she was already wandering into another room, her work studio. "Go ahead and pick something, I'll be out in a second!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 7:06 pm
The boil had manners. His mother had made sure of it. He washed the dishes without complaint, setting them out to dry when he was finished, and wiped down the counter top and table. When he turned, wiping hands on a towel, she was staring at him again. "You were watching my a**, weren't you?" Probably not, though maybe. He was pretty sure she was just watching him. it made him smile.
"Nope, I don't mind, just so long a you're still cuddled up at my side, or in my lap." His fingers trailed over her shoulder as she left the room, walking through the living room, an kept on going into what he assumed to be her work area.
While she was gone he busied himself look though through the movies, and was pleasantly surprised to find she did indeed have the movie he was thinking of. He pulled it from the shelf before dropping down on the edge of Junko's couch.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 7:15 pm
When Junko came out she had a ball of yarn and two knitting needles. And a box. It was pretty, a mostly simple brown wooden box with ornate gold trimming and a key hole in the seam of the lid. She settled down beside Seiji and did indeed cuddle up to him, kissing his cheek again and holding up the small box.
"Can you pick this open for me? I can't find the key and I need what's in it." She pouted. Junko could always just smash it open but she didn't want to! It was a nice box. Plus why smash when your boilfriend came equipped with handy dandy claws good for lock picking? She noticed his movie choice and grinned again. "Good, I like this one."
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 7:35 pm
Junko came back, knitting needles and yawn in hand, as well as a box. The latter had the ghost's head tilting gently to one side as it was offered out to him. He turned it over in his hands a few times, looking at it from different angles, then settled it between his knees as the tip of one black finger elongated. "I can certainly try."
If Junko wanted a box open, then Junko would get a box opened. Brows creased, the boil concentrated on the lock he was trying to pick. It wasn't a terribly complex one, being antique, at least in style, so there weren't a lot of tumblers to trigger, but it did take a little while. He was humming along faintly with the opening credits of the movie, but his eyes were on his work.
As Jareth was turning the clock hands back for Sarah the lock finally gave with an audible click. "Got it!" Carefully he pulled it from between his knees, a finger pressed into the thin opening he'd created, without actually opening it, and offered it back to her,
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