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Birthday Picnic

The look he gave the boots didn't go unnoticed. Junko blinked. "Something wrong?" She asked as she scoot closer until she could drape stocking-covered legs across his lap, knowing he liked them most of all. The basket was pulled closer and opened, a few things being set in whatever way she could without moving from his lap.

"Weeeeeell.." Junko looked up at him again, reaching for one of his hands in the process and slipping her fingers between his. "It's..a thing..." She looked down at his wrist and then up at his neck, humming thoughtfully. Finally she let go of his hand to reach up for his collar. "Can I..?"

If he didn't stop her she would unbuckle the collar and remove it, rubbing his throat with her hands and leaning in to give it a soft kiss before she let go of him to dig a spool of bright red thread out of her pocket. "Claw, please~. I didn't want to carry scissors around."

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"Nope, nothing." Features softened, glowing eyes lingering on her a second longer as a half smile tugged at his lips, then he was looking out, down the hill and over the water.

She got his attention with the sweet hum of her voice and the brush of soft fingers against his own. His head turned, dark eyes blinking down at her as she reached up for the leather collar that circled his neck. There was a questioning grunt, but he didn't say anything as she unbuckled it and drew it away.

Not until he saw the red thread. "What are you doing?" It was low, amused, as soft fingers smoothed over his throat.

Obligingly he lifted a hand, a single claw extending.

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"A thing~" Junko repeated, unraveling a long, long length of the thread before taking Seiji's hand to use his claw to cut it. She then reached up to loop it around Seiji's neck twice before tying it off at the end. The thread wasn't constricting, it rest comfortably against his throat and collar bone. Satisfied, Junko pulled out another length of the thread, cut it, and did the same for herself. "They're red strings. Normally they go on your pinkie, but we use our hands a lot so I figured that'd be a little impractical." She was blushing as she looked up at Seiji and put the spool away, leaning to one side to rest her head against his shoulder.

"If you don't like it I can take it off, or like..put it somewhere else even..I just thought it'd be nice and that it..you know...suits us. All things considered." Junko reached out to curl her pinkie around his, gently swinging their hands side to side. "I mean, you know what they mean, right?"

..Maybe she should have asked that first.

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Seiji watched her as she used his claw to cut the thread, brows arched curiously, as she leaned up to loop it around his neck. When she drew back, explaining the significance, his grey hand came up to touch the tips of his fingers to the thin threads.

It did suit them, she had a point, and a small little smile lid along his lips. He touched the thread on her neck as well, before giving the bottom of her chin a light tap with the bend of his finger. "I do know, and they do seem pretty fitting." He gave her hand a squeeze, but took it back so he could reach into his pocket, extracting the first little box and holding it out to her, wordlessly.

Inside was a pair of hair sticks. Nothing incredibly fancy, but they were pretty. Red and black with bits of gold. As she opened it he leaned in to give her a kiss on the cheek, wrapping his arm around her waist to tug her in against his side.

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Junko leaned in to press a soft kiss against his chin. For once there was no red mark after. She closed her eyes. "" she murmured while reaching up to pull him down for a kiss until she felt something being offered to her. Green eyes fluttered open and turned down to the box. What was this?

She opened the box with a happy little noise as he kissed her cheek and held her close, snuggling comfortably against him. She gasped, gently taking the sticks out. "I love them!" Immediately after she reached back to tie them up into her hair with practiced ease, digging a compact mirror out of her pocket to check it. She grinned with pure delight. "They're so pretty~! Ohhh thank you, Seiji!" Junko threw her arms around him in a tight hug, nuzzling her face against him.

The morning

The boil reemerged, face scrubbed clean, and offered his arm to the ghoul.

"Let's go."

Yes please!

Seiji smirked, trailing fingers along her leg. "Won't you get sick of it if I do it every day?" Cool fingers circled her ankle, gliding back down over her foot. A lighter touch, sweet and soothing, before he shifted his attention to her other foot.

She had the cutest little feet.

Smiling down at the ghoul, he pressed his thumbs into soft skin, massaging from the bottom of her heel, upward to each dainty toe.

Yes please!

Junko's teeth pressed into her bottom lip, muffling a pleased sound as he massaged her foot. They ached from the boots she had been wearing. The things she did for fashion. Oh, Jack. It was amazing. She gasped when he got to the heel of the foot he hadn't done yet, sitting up again and tugging at a tendril of her own hair. "Jack, no," she answered. "I'll wear awful shoes just to make you do it. Ohoh will you do my neck and shoulders next? Sometimes they get so tired."

She grinned down at Seiji, giggling. "Maybe you just wanted an excuse to touch my legs." Oh no, Junko was no fool. She knew he loved her legs, and she knew how to use it.