It took Fuuka a few moments to realize Junpei had passed out. Her heart fluttered in panic, but seeing no change on the monitors, she relaxed. He had just been hit with a lot of information, it was amazing he had stayed awake this long. Gently, she laid her hand on his, gazing at him, Mitsuru's voice fading into the background.
~A week later~
"Well...here we are," Fuuka said with a nervous smile, standing in front of their apartment. Of course, to Junpei, it was just hers, and she had made sure it would appear so. With more tears then she was prepared for, she had put away their photos, all of his personal affects, and anything that suggested more than one person had ever lived here. The only photo of them she had been unable to put away was the group shot of SEES. Surely that one would be alright. 'Might even be helpful,' she had thought.
Opening the door, she stepped in first, waiting for Junpei to follow before closing it. Various shades of blue could be seen through out the apartment--furniture, wall color, kitchen appliances--giving the place a cool and relaxing feeling. She had been sure to light some candles of his favorite scent, hoping to ease his nerves.
"...I hope you like it," she said softly, looking over the living space. It looked empty and lonesome without Junpei's little messes or his photos sitting on the tables. Looking back at him, it felt even more lonely, knowing he wasn't that man anymore.
"Can I get you anything to drink?" she asked, smiling at him, playing nervously with the bottom of her shirt.
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Re: Two
Date: 2013-07-22 11:37 pm (UTC)~A week later~
"Well...here we are," Fuuka said with a nervous smile, standing in front of their apartment. Of course, to Junpei, it was just hers, and she had made sure it would appear so. With more tears then she was prepared for, she had put away their photos, all of his personal affects, and anything that suggested more than one person had ever lived here. The only photo of them she had been unable to put away was the group shot of SEES. Surely that one would be alright. 'Might even be helpful,' she had thought.
Opening the door, she stepped in first, waiting for Junpei to follow before closing it. Various shades of blue could be seen through out the apartment--furniture, wall color, kitchen appliances--giving the place a cool and relaxing feeling. She had been sure to light some candles of his favorite scent, hoping to ease his nerves.
"...I hope you like it," she said softly, looking over the living space. It looked empty and lonesome without Junpei's little messes or his photos sitting on the tables. Looking back at him, it felt even more lonely, knowing he wasn't that man anymore.
"Can I get you anything to drink?" she asked, smiling at him, playing nervously with the bottom of her shirt.