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Bah. Long days were long. Junko sighed as she looked over the checklist of things she had to do in less than a week. Set up the stand, work out final details with Shehk, make sure things were going smoothly and lastly but most importantly...make all the food. Not that she didn't expect she wasn't going to get help! She knew Shehk and possibly even Xiu and maybe even Lizzy and Tomoko and hey Riley could help too if she really felt so inclined! But it was still..all the food. There needed to be enough food to feed the entire student body for the entire week of the upcoming event. She could always make food during that week but it was still a lot of food. The list was folded up and she checked her hair to make sure all her braids were properly done up and pinned in place as she walked down the steps into the catacombs of the ghost dormitories. She knew the path to Seiji's room well enough to not even need to pay attention, though she did enjoy looking around at how bright and light everything down here was. It wasn't what one would expect of a dorm meant for ghosts, especially an underground one.

She stopped at his door and knocked a few times, waiting all of three seconds before just checking the door and letting herself in. "Seiiiiji~?" Junko called out while stretching her arms above her head with a strained groan. "I'm done with the student council meeting and stuuuuuuff..where are youuuu?" She kicked off her sandals and wandered further into the dorm, walking straight for their chair and turning on her heel to flop back into it with a sigh. Man, she loved this chair. It was so comfy! Junko snuggled down into the chair and closed her eyes, curling her legs onto the seat close to her and folding her arms on one arm to rest her head on them. She wasn't terribly tired, just this chair was so comfortable to her it made her want to just nap for days. Or minutes. Or seconds. However long it took for Seiji to come out of hiding from wherever he was. She was cool with waiting.

Junko gave a small nod as he said he was coming, humming quietly to herself until she heard him asking about working her hard. "Hmmm?" She opened her eyes and lifted her head a moment while he walked over and touched her hair, purring with delight and tilting her head into his touch. "Nope, not yet. I just like this chair." Junko grinned up at him and lowered her head again, settling again and humming some more. She was very happy to be here, even feeling content enough to just enjoy his presence whether he was touching her or not. Just being around him made her happy. She wasn't going to fall asleep though, definitely not. Falling asleep was the last thing she wanted to do when she was spending time with Seiji, unless they were both going to snuggle up and take a nap together otherwise she planned on staying very awake.

At his suggestion she opened one glowing eye to peer up at him, about to retort with something sassy as he took her foot and made her squeak. What was he doi--ohhhh that felt niiiice. Junko purred and stretched out as best as she could without moving her foot from what he was doing to it. That felt so good. "I wasn't trying to nap, was just getting comfy..mmm that feels really nice~." A part of her bangs lifted and she hummed curiously up at him. They took a vacation of their own? How fun! There was a whine as he stopped massaging her foot. "Alright, that sounds fu--GEH!" The foot he was tickling kicked a bit as she jumped, squeaking and sitting up in the chair with her back against the arm she had been using to rest her head against. She pulled at her leg to free her foot from him, pouting up at him. "You made fun of me for being ticklish and then you go and tickle me? You're meeeeean." Junko whined, shifting in the chair to gently flop over and lay across his lap on her stomach, reaching for his hand to intertwine her fingers with his.

"So what is it they got you~?"

Again with the bedroom. She gave him a suspiciously narrow eyed look and squeezed his hand before he lifted her up so he could stand. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you just want me in your bed." Junko looked to the side at his bare chest with a soft hum. She was the one teasing him now! Ha! She smiled up at him, looking rather proud of herself for her own joke. She made a joke! She was excited! A vacation sounded nice though! She'd enjoyed her own vacation very much..though she wouldn't say no to another! The next field trip definitely wasn't going to be a vacation, however. She knew that for fact now. Her smile faltered for all of a second before she cleared her throat and looked around to see what he wanted to show her, though noting how he had to push his hair back from his face. She couldn't help the smug grin as she squeezed his hand. "Have you given up fighting me on leaving it down? Good. I like it down better anyway." She quipped, swinging their hands gently between them.

The items on the bed finally got her full attention as she let him go to wander over and pick at the items, sitting on the edge of his bed to run her fingers over the robe. Oh wow! It was so nice! She picked up the sumi paints and tilted her head to one side. "Paints? But I've never seen you.." Did he draw or paint? She didn't think he did! She could draw, nice practice from drawing all of her own designs and the like. But could Seiji? So much red. It was her favorite color but..hm!

Junko set the sumi paints down on her lap and leaned over to gently pick up the tea cup. "These are really nice!" She was thoroughly impressed, though also very faintly jealous. She hid it well enough it was just...hard not to be reminded her own parents would never do something like this for her. Frankly if it weren't for her letters she wondered if they would forget about her entirely over time and just continue on with the life they had going. These thoughts were quickly shoved as far back into the back of her mind as she could possibly put them and she smiled up at him. "You know...one day I want to see you in a different color. You look really good in red but changing it up every now and then is fun too, right~?" Even she wore such a wide variety of colors now!

Junko did blush, though she did her best not to react to his comment other than that simple action. She would just focus on this pretty cup! Yes. She traced the patterns on it with a finger and smirked as he reasoned why his hair wasn't up. Sure, sure. He could say that all he wanted she knew the truth! She won. Ha! Junko looked from the cup to the paints as Seiji told her he'd never painted before, turning to lean back against him and nudge herself against his arm in a not-so-subtle hint for him to hold her while her back was against his side. "Never, huh? I've never painted...but I draw sometimes! Mostly clothes." She shrugged, smiling again and tilting her head back on his shoulder. "You should paint something for me~!" It was mostly a teasing suggestion.

Mostly.

At his comment that they didn't have to send him anything she smiled quietly and turned the cup in her hands, glowing eyes turned down toward the box of paints and the robe. "They didn't have to, but they wanted to." It must have been nice to have parents who would send their child gifts whether they needed to or not. They wanted to. They thought of their child. But she didn't say anything more than that and instead gently placed the pretty tea cup back onto the bedside table. The robe really was pretty! She was running her fingers over the smooth silk fabric as he stubbornly argued her wish. Heyyyy! She didn't say he could do that! Junko pouted and moved to lean back enough to lay across his lap.

"Yeah, well..you'd still look really good in other colors." Junko replied, taking his normal gray hand and just idly playing with his fingers. "You'd probably look really nice in blues, or golds...ohhhh white, maybe! I should make you something in a color not red or black. Yes, I think I'll do that." She nodded on this and spoke with finality. There was no arguing on this! Junko was going to do it. But as he told her there was something for her she stopped and stared up at him in shock. They...they got something...for her?

Junko sat up quickly and looked down at the box, eyes wide. She was surprised and quite...touched, actually! They'd asked her to call them 'mom' and 'dad' and..now they were buying her things? Her own parents never...

"What did.." A present? She didn't get presents very often. Junko leaned down to pick up the box and open it again, gasping at the robe that was folded neatly inside it. She picked it out of the box and held it up to get a good look at it, struck absolutely speechless. Not only did they get her something they got her something beautiful. It was a robe like Seiji's! But it had gray branches and pink sakura blossoms on it. She hugged it to her chest and made a happy little noise, her eyes taking on a fairly glassy quality. She was floored by their generosity; letting her stay with them, being so nice to her, flattering her, now giving her a gift! Junko nuzzled her face against Seiji's shoulder. "Tell them thank you for me~." Junko said quietly, her voice a squeaky whisper as she rubbed the smooth silk against her cheek. Even her own parents never bought her silks...had they even ever sent her a care package since getting here? No, they hadn't. Not a single one.

The snort threw her off after he had just finished saying something that made her feel happy. They liked her...so why was he snorting? His squeeze made her squeak quietly and she looked up at him as he turned back her wish for him to paint for her back at her. But she wanted him to paint for her! She pouted at first. Junko actually was considering saying no just to be a brat, but on the off chance he really wanted her to paint something for him... "..I don't have, like, a canvas or anything." Junko pursed her lips, still holding the silk robe. "Do you have anything I can paint on?" She wasn't sure she would have time to paint something intricate on any of this clothes. That took a lot of time for her. The wall, perhaps? Was she allowed to do that? No. These paints were a special gift from his parents! She had to be responsible with them.

Junko raised a brow at the demand to be able to veto colors. "...I'll find a way to get you to agree to things." She said sagely, nodding and putting on as serious of a face as she could manage. But as long as he would let her give it a try she was happy. She already had a few ideas stirring around in her head. Junko was looking down at the robe with a content sigh until he suddenly touched her cheek and tilted her head back to look up at him. She blinked, blushing faintly and looking up at him with wide eyes. She squeaked at first at the sudden kiss, not expecting it, but she quickly relaxed and returned it with a smile. Junko let the robe lay on her lap as she reached up to rest her hands on his bare shoulders and grip them with a gentle squeeze of her fingers. She was more than content to let the kiss last as long as he wanted it, a hand lifting to brush the back of her fingers against his jaw, his cheek and thread into his hair where it finally settled. It was after that he ended the kiss and spoke, leaving her breathless and blushing all over again. Wh-why so pretty? She smiled sheepishly and leaning in to brush her lips against his. "Why so sweet?" He really was too sweet for her. She didn't deserve someone so loving. "I love you." She purred, catching his lips for a light kiss before pulling back enough to hold him at arm's length with her hands on his shoulders again, blushing and smilingly shyly.

"I think...I will paint you something. And I know what I want my canvas to be."

Junko giggled. "Nope, don't need paper." She had something else in mind! A glance was cast toward his chest as she hummed thoughtfully, drumming warm fingers against his cool skin in a gentle rhythm. She knew what she wanted to do, oh yes. The touch against her arm made her shiver and giggle, smiling fondly as he kissed her hand. He was so sweet to her. She brushed the tips of her fingers along his jaw line and the underside of his chin as he moved to stand up away from her and then let her hand fall onto the bed again with a soft happy sigh, nodding to him as he told her he would go get her some water. While he was gone she'd get everything ready, opening the box and checking the brushes. They were so nice! She hummed happily as she got everything ready, looking down at her sleeves. They were far too long. She looked down at the robe she had been sent and grinned. Oh! Perfect! Looking around to make sure Seiji was still out of the room Junko took this chance to change out of her kimono as quickly as she could. She would fold them after the robe was on and tied closed.

Once on the sleeves were carefully pushed back so they wouldn't get into the paint later. She picked up the box and waited beside the bed, looking excited as Seiji returned to her with the full cup of water. Perfect! "Thaaank you~!" She chirped, gesturing to the bed with a warm smile. "Lie down on your stomach, please." If he didn't understand what her intentions were just with that all hope was lost.

Junko saw the look on his face and her cheeks flushed hotly, shifting from foot to foot with a shy smile and clearing her throat. He looked at her a lot, but sometimes when he blatantly admired her she couldn't help but feel self-conscious. Did she look okay? He seemed to enjoy how she looked even when she was just being sloppy and tossing something together in a few minutes. Sometimes she wondered what he saw in her that made him say she was beautiful, that made him ask things like 'why so pretty?' and made him just want her so badly. It made her worry sometimes but other times...it made her feel really good. Someone found her pleasing to the eye!

She tucked part of her bangs behind one ear and giggled nervously. "Weren't you already going to thank them?" How silly! The way he walked up to her had her heart pounding, her eyes widening and her breath shortening for a moment until he stopped and just looked at her. O-oh. He wasn't...okay. That was good. No need to be disappointed. She relaxed visibly as he answered her. Good, he was going to do it. "Yes. As I..li..ke..." She was cut off by the brush of his lips, her breath leaving her in a shuddering sigh. Jack, she loved every simple little touch. Junko watched him with heavily lidded eyes as he laid down as she had instructed. Wait. Why was he doing that? She couldn't cuddle with him if he was hogging the pillow and hugging it instead of her. Why was he--oh. Oh, right! Right, right. She was..right. She sat down on the edge of his bed and leaned down to brush her lips against the back of his shoulder, sighing contently as she climbed on him to sit just past his lower back. She was on her knees which were situated on either side of him and the box was set down beside him, leaning over to grab the cup of water and bring it closer.

"Stay still, okay?" Junko said quietly, dipping the brush in the water before picking a color. Hmm..white! White would show up nicely on his back. Hmmm..oh! She knew what she'd do! She dipped the brush into the red paint first, humming quietly as she began to brush a long swirl up part of the length of his back. This was why she wanted him to stay still.

Even more? Was..was she wearing the robe wrong? It was rather short. Maybe...oh, Jack. She was wearing it wrong. Junko blushed. She was keeping him on his stomach for as long as she could for sure. It was fun sitting on him like this though! She just hoped he cooperated. Wait, what if he didn't like this? Oh dear she hoped he didn't mind this! It just..it seemed like a fun idea! It was a nice way to be intimate without being...intimate! That worked. She liked just being with him and bonding in new, fun ways.

Glowing eyes flickered toward his arms as he shivered and she giggled at the sight of goosebumps. The brush was only lifted once she was done with her first stroke, wanting to keep this as clean as she could manage. With this type of paint it was a challenge, but a challenge she was willing to accept! As he asked what she was painting she grinned. "Hmmm...should I tell you or should I let you try and figure it out." She tilted her head to one side as she dipped the brush into the red paint again, dragging another long stroke along his back. "I'll let you try and guess." Junko crooned, tickling her nails along his side before putting her weight into one hand so she could lean over his back.

"It's not a flower, I promise. Though there will be a plant." But what kind of plant? Well, that was for him to find out. She finished the stroke and swirled the brush in the water until the red was gone, dipping the brush into the black paint next. This one was going to be a little harder but she was sure she'd figure it out. Luckily black on black was harder to notice.