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[ Moving Day! ]

So here she was again. Anything that wasn't moved out yet was in boxes, or it was covered in a sheet to be kept safe until it could be moved later. Junko stood in the doorway between her kitchen and the main living area of her apartment, carrying a box in her arms and looking around without moving from her spot.

Moving day!

Seiji had more or less moved out of his dorm room ages ago. Graduation had come and gone, and he'd abandoned some of his personal possessions to gather dust so he could stay with his fiance while they went through the process of house-hunting and wedding planning. And, well, being close. Now that they had a place of their own, it was finally time to gather up everything that had been left behind.

Drums, computer, tv. Most of it would be tucked away in the room he and Junko had decided would make the best man cave.

He was brushing his hands off on his pants as he returned to the kitchen after dropping off another box, smile lighting up across handsome features as he spotted Junko. "Need help?"


Exploring

His drums had taken a long time to set up properly. In his years at Amity they had never once been moved, and in his excitement over the new house, he'd not taken the time to memorize or photograph where things had been. That meant it took the better part of an afternoon getting it all back in order, and even then, it was hard to be sure.

He was just finishing up when he heard small feet thundering excitedly up the stairs,and with a smile, he stood and headed in that direction.

Exploring

Her stalker went unnoticed. Junko was too busy walking into the first room and immediately going to the window and checking its view. The singing stopped and settled into a gentle humming instead as she pulled herself up onto the windowsill to sit. Would this be good for sitting and playing with scarelings? Or would this be better for a guest relaxing?

Maybe she should remind herself what the other rooms were like first. Yes, that seemed good.

She hopped from the windowsill to skip back toward the door, still unaware of the ghost heading her way.

Moving Day!

As Seiji moved in to kiss her cheek Junko tilted her head enough to meet him halfway so he didn't have to bend as much, an entirely unconscious motion that just came naturally at this point. She smiled, nodding her head. "Yeah..but I'm glad. I always wanted a big house of my own there was just no reason for me to have one if I was going to be living by myself." Junko reached an arm out to pull Seiji to her and hug his arm, nuzzling her cheek against the ghost. "Now we'll have a house full of scarelings, yeah?" Her smile grew to a cheeky grin. "You know what we should do before we leave here for the last time?"

I promise there'll be music

Putting the loom back together had been a pain. It had been so long since she'd had to do it she'd nearly forgotten what went where and how. Finally she finished and made her way upstairs again, heading for the kitchen to do some unpacking so she could make herself a cup of tea. It was then that she noticed Seiji come up with a hand in offering, green eyes widening for a moment. "Nani?" She blinked, pausing for a brief moment until she realized what he was doing.

She smiled, reaching to take Seiji's hand and pulling herself close to him.

Exploring

"I bet not, he'd kick your butt," she challenged, pouting all the while. She then cuddled against him, her arms coming around him to put her hands on his shoulders and rub circles with her thumbs. "Mm, not yet. I can't decide if we should put one aside as a nursery and then let them have at it with the bedrooms when they're older? Or maybe we'll have finished the attic by then so one of them might want that instead..what do you think?"

I promise there'll be music

Junko giggled helplessly as he began to hum their song, joining in with a made up on the spot harmony. She squeezed his shoulder and his hand, following his lead effortlessly as opposed to nearly effortlessly. She was getting the hang of it. She even stepped on his feet less.

"We should really be getting the kitchen set up so I can feed you," she teased, though she made absolutely no motion to pull away or end their dance.

I Promise There'll Be Music

I'm not hungry. Junko actually stopped, planting her feet on the floor in a likely unsuccessful attempt to become like a statue and keep Seiji from being able to move her. She even tensed her arms and attempting to lock them in place. Glowing green eyes narrowed suspiciously. "I'm not hungry," she repeated with clear disbelief.

"You, Seiji Inoue, are not hungry." She wasn't buying it. Junko leaned back, becoming deadweight in Seiji's arms and forcing him to hold her up. "Liaaaaaar."