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Hel didn't even know. Junko had to hold back a snort of laughter at that. If she could read Mac and Shun's minds she'd find it sad that many of her male friends hadn't even known that Seiji had been her boilfriend or who he even was, and Seiji said she blindsided him. "He was my boilfriend of two years and almost my fiance." Junko replied lightly, plucking a few dresses off the rack. Hm. Too short. Too tight. Not flattering enough. Gross, that color would look terrible with Hel's skin and hair.

"Yes. Yes." Junko sang much the way Hel had sung to her earlier. The ghoul seemed to ignore Hel's declaration of burning all her old dresses, that or she just didn't care.

She likely didn't care.

She waved a hand at the ghoul's protests. "You don't need a boilfriend to go on dates, Hel. Even I know that." She gave Hel a confused look, holding out a dress she deemed suitable for the ghoul. It was nearly form fitting, black. A simple black dress with an intricate black lace overlay. The lace went up to the neck, but it cut in the front in a low V.

"Put this on."

Junko held the dress out more forcefully when asked what had happened. "Dress."

She gave the dress a little shake as Hel continued to protest about this only being a trip for a new bra and shorts she didn't want. "Nuh uh. You can go on dates with boils who aren't your boilfriend if you don't have one. Casual dating, all that good stuff." She moved to stand behind Hel and hold the dress up against the front of the ghoul's body. "Try it ooooon~. You'll look so good in it!"

Junko ignored the question bit.

"Casual dating is when you go on a date with no commitments. Maybe someday you could decide to become exclusive to one another, but they're just dates. Going out and spending time with someone." Junko waved a hand. "Mac took me on one once, but it was us attempting to get along and it didn't work out too well." The a*****e had taken her to a batting cage. Of course she hated it. "A couple of people can go on dates. Just because a boil or ghoul asks you on a date does not immediately deem them your ghoulfriend or boilfriend just because you went on a couple dates." Junko was shocked to be more knowledgeable on relationships than someone else. Seiji had been her first boilfriend, her first everything, but she still knew things! Geeze, Hel! Get with the times!

Junko put her head on Hel's shoulder. "I'll do something that makes me uncomfortable if you do something that makes you uncomfortable. I bet you'll like how you look in it." She held the dress up again.

"What was your question?" Junko asked politely though she had no intention of answering said question. She was feeling good and she wanted to keep it that way. Messing with Hel was fun!

Especially because for once it was someone else reacting to teasing and not herself. "Outings and dates can be synonymous!" She laughed. Gosh, Hel! Why was this so difficult to accept? Here Junko thought Hel would be so..in the know and accepting and stuff. Weird. She wondered why. Her question about her and Mac's 'not-date' got a shrug. "The batting cages. Sports aren't exactly my forte." No big deal, really. They just didn't get along. She would have given more of an answer except for Hel putting a hand against her face and rubbing it, making her squeak and stand back away from the ghoul with an unhappy noise. What the hell?! She rubbed her own face as if this would make her feel better. "...Hel, it can be a date." She gave the ghoul a perplexed stare. Why was she having such a hard time with this? Hel was getting..touchy. Defensive? Was everything okay?

That smile told her no, everything was not okay. She'd made a horrible mistake.

Junko's already pale face blanched when Hel told her the terms of their deal. O..oh...? Like her exis--what? What?! She blushed, staring at them. "U-um.." Why was she so insistent on this? She would've answered the question but noooooo Hel wanted Junko to grab her boobs! Was..

....

Was Hel coming on to her?

Junko's face flushed hotter. She'd been hit on by ghouls before but never one she considered a friend. "I.." How badly did she want Hel to try on this dress?

"She'll do it." Came The Mistress' amused voice. Junko gasped, her face turning pinker. "You'll never want for another's touch when she's through with you~. She's very good at--"

"Mistress!" Junko hissed with clear embarrassment. "Would you stop that?!"

"I'm helping~." She grinned. Junko looked mortified. The dress was shoved at Hel.

"F-fine! Deal! Just..just try it on!"

Junko blinked. Not her..type? Hel was into ghouls? Since when? Her blush was threatening to become a permanent feature on her face as Hel grinned and leaned in, making her heart skip a beat. Why was she so close? What was she doing? Ah! She was..oh...moving her hair..? Junko swallowed hard and just stared at Hel when she called her sweet. She was cute? She was too sweet? A small part of Junko didn't like being told that. For two years she was told she was sexy and desirable, maybe it was the sudden lack of being told that so suddenly that made that part of her raise up defensively. "I'm not always sweet, Hel." Junko protested quietly, though the way she pouted was pretty adorable.

She rolled her eyes when Hel remarked about The Mistress' name. "She named Herself. My mother's is The Empress, and my grandmother's is The Madame.." Confusing ghoul. How had she turned the tables on her!? Damnit! Junko followed her to the dressing room to stop and wait outside the room Hel chose, pouting the whole time.

Junko waited for something, anything. It was quiet...too quiet. "Hel?" She waited a moment before she tried letting herself into the room. "Hel? Are you okay?"

That face was not even a little bit convincing for the ghoul. Junko stared at Hel in the dress. She was right, the dress would be perfect for her. "I'll be happy if you buy it." She answered with a grin, clapping her hands together. "It's like it was made for you!"