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Characters: Juni (

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Location: A corner of the theatre
Time: The morning after Juni's sex pollen thread
Summary: Juni and Hei waking up and... Probably being fatally embaressed or something.
Warnings: ...I dunno, maybe expletives? And it's kind of vaguely post sexy-time (In that they probably didn't go all the way but they went some of the way) so that probably counts...

Juni woke up, this was quite the sensation in itself considering that sleep was rarely needed in her universe... But wait, this wasn't her universe was it? This was the theatre a nice dark corner of it but it was still undeniably the theatre.

Which brought the inevitable question... Why had she chosen to fall asleep on the plane? Why had she chosen to fall asleep in the theatre? What had she been doing before she fell asleep?

...And then she remembered, which led to a interesting flash of expressions across her face, disbelief, rage, faint interest, amusement and then a expression of embarrassment that was quite remarkable, when Juni blushed she went absolutely scarlet, really it was quite an amazing sight and one to be photographed and treasured.

Though if anybody tried she would rip their arms off.

Oh god, if she was ever able to look Hei in the eye again it would be a miracle...

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Hei had been dozing since Juni had fallen asleep (he couldn't be sure how long ago that was), not wanting to leave her alone after...all that. He heard her stirring nearby and came fully awake. It took him a moment to register the situation--darkness, the theater, and right, a formerly drugged-up Juni coming awake next to him. He rubbed at his face as he remembered what they had done.

It had been for Juni, he reminded himself. He had helped her get that poison out of her system, and that was the important part. Who knew what might have happened if he hadn't?

Sighing, he pulled himself up so that he was leaning back on his elbows and looked over at Juni. He couldn't be sure in the dimness of the theater, but he thought she might be blushing. Apparently she'd come out of whatever euphoria she'd been in. Hei got the feeling this was going to be a lot more awkward than normal.

He wondered vaguely where his shirt had ended up.

"Juni...?" he hazarded.

Ohshitohshitohshit.

Juni raised herself up into a sitting position, gave her dishevelled appearance a cursory glance over, gave Hei a extremely quick glance over (okay, the fact that her eyes tried to pay more attention to his chest then they should have was a sign that it wasn't completely out of her system yet, she'd have to be careful about that) and then finally listened for a few moments.

Nobody seemed to be around, that made it slightly less embarrassing... But only slightly.

"...Yeah" she murmured eventually, brushing her hair back and coughing slightly (if that demon hadn't already been killed she was going to murder it, not only was she completely embarrassed but she was also feeling like hell) "Um..."

She... Didn't entirely remember what had actually happened, she remembered the kissing parts and some warm bits but really that didn't tell her all that much, except that she should still be really embarrassed.

He could remember everything clearly. Very clearly. He tried not to let his mind linger on the nicer parts.

"How are you feeling?" he asked, because if the poison was still in her system then they were probably both going to be in trouble. "Does it still hurt at all?"

It didn't occur to Hei how that last part could be taken.

That’s a pity, because Juni would rather like to linger on the… That’s the remains of the poison talking and perhaps the fact that Juni hasn’t really had anything close to sex in about ten years.

No, definitely the remains of the poison.

Anyway, Juni turns and gives Hei (or to be more precise, a point three centimetres to the right of Hei’s ear) a faintly blank look for a few seconds and the sighs and stretches her arms above her head, completely unaware that the action causes a little more flesh to be shown then is needed “I feel awful to be honest, but that’s just the remains of the poison-“ The bits she does remember were rather enjoyable actually “-It’s mainly out of me I think, though there’s probably a little left so touching is not advised.”

And she is not going to think of any other types of touching but hand to hand, she refuses.

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Hei looks away as soon as she stretches, wanting to give her privacy and definitely not wanting to think of how that flesh felt only a little while ago.

He can't help it; he is a guy, after all.

"That's good. I'm glad you're alright. I was...worried, for awhile there." He probably wouldn't have done anything with her if he hadn't been. He glances back at her briefly.

"How much do you remember?"

Juni happens to glance back at Hei just as he glances at her… And goes red again, dropping her gaze back to her hands in her lap… For all the years that she has been a fighter she was still mostly raised in the twenties and not only that but partially raised by one of the most bashful men to ever exist.

“…Not that much, I remember the bits outside and um…” More blushing and a vague twist of her hands “…Some warm bits, but nothing apart from that.”

People say Hei is a prude, and it's only partly true. Mostly it's that he very rarely thinks about things like sex. For the last ten years, sex and all the etceteras have been the least of Hei's concerns. He simply didn't have time to even think about it.

He blushes a little and looks away. "We didn't...we didn't, ah...you know. I don't know if--what with the poison, maybe we sh--but I didn't want to take advantage of you."

Juni hasn’t really had the time either, nor any opportunities since humans come into the demons universe so very rarely... She did wonder about it occasionally but such things were usually grouped with musings about having a proper life and having children… And Juni did not want to think about those sort of things.

She was a really big fan of repression.

“Well, um, good” A few moments of silence, Juni still studying her hands “Well, I’m not dead so it was probably alright that we didn’t do… That.”

Really they hadn’t needed to do anything, but she wasn’t going to tell him that because she really didn’t want Hei to hate her or anything.

“Uh… So… What did we do?”

"Oh. Well. Good."

A tiny part of Hei which he hadn't noticed was there before and which he was trying very hard to suppress right now almost wished they had.

It was a good thing Hei didn't know that Juni had been lying about truly needing it. It was also a good thing that it was dark in the theater, because Hei hated it when people saw him blush, particularly as deeply red as he was blushing now.

"What did we--ah. Um, well. Well. There was kissing and. And some touching. We lost some clothes. I can't find my shirt."

He was failing at this and he knew it.

Juni opens her mouth to ask what sort of touching but then the tiny (but extremely vocal) logical part of her brain reminds her that she probably doesn’t want to know... Well, she does want to know but the desire to be able to have a perfectly normal conversation with Hei again kind of outweighs that desire.

Just.

Instead she nods faintly and lets her eyes slide up to the point three centimetres to the right of Hei’s ear again “well, we should probably find it then.”

It's a good thing that she doesn't ask further, because he's not sure he'd be able to go into details.

Shirt-hunting, however, gives them both something to do. Hei pulls himself to his feet, wincing a little; he's stiff from the hard floor and sore from the various marks on his chest, shoulders and neck. He rubs the back of his neck to try and work out some of the kinks and then offers Juni a hand.

"You are okay, though? I mean, that's the important thing."

Juni notices a few of the marks and gives a vague wince, so it was that sort of night then, how embarrassing.

Juni is halfway through with reaching for Hei’s hand before stopping, very carefully placing her hand on the floor and pushing herself up under her own power… It would just be even more mortifying if the remains of the poison caused her to jump Hei when she’s been talking perfectly nicely for the past few minutes.

“I’m fine, nothing that time won’t cure” Really it’s only her side and her… (Oh god) Her mouth that are giving her pain that might need to be healed away, the rest is a faint ache and easily ignorable.

“Um, Is it likely to be… far from here?” Cue more blushing.

Hei takes a step backward when he sees that Juni wants to get up on her own. This is embarrassing for him, but how embarrassing must this be for Juni? She's the one who was poisoned, who was forced to do things she probably didn't want to do. He had to do his best to take this in stride.

"I'm glad. Um...how about some breakfast? The Kitchen isn't too far from here."

He scanned the patch of theater that he could see, but his shirt was nowhere in sight.

"Ah...I'm honestly not sure."

Except some of the things she didn't really mind doing so much... But that's going on the list of things which she shall never talk about ever again, not even on pain of death.

...It's a pretty long list.

"Sure... Breakfast sounds great" Juni nods, glancing across the theatre also... And she also can't see the shirt, which is definitely not a good thing and could probably lead to several embarrassing questions if they don't find it.

It's a pity that magic in her universe can't really erase memories, or else this would be so much easier.

Hei starts wandering up and down the aisles, trying to remember the path they took, but it's as if his shirt has simply vanished from the Plane. Come to think of it, did he lose his shirt before they reached the theater or after? He can't remember.

"Hm..." Hei finds himself thinking more clearly now that he has something other than the awkwardness of this situation to focus on.

His stomach gives a rather loud growl.

"Wait here a minute," Hei says. "I have an idea."

He drops from the Plane and comes back a few minutes later, shivering and now wearing a chef's coat. He had been at work on his break before coming to the Plane, and the restaurant always kept extra chef coats on hand, just in case.

"I think I underestimated how cold Sapporo gets in winter. Particularly when you're shirtless. But anyway." He smiles and nods toward the theater door. "Breakfast?"

Juni takes those few minutes to try and straighten out her clothes to a state that doesn’t scream “I’ve just been lying on a hard floor for a few hours after doing embarrassing things which I don’t entirely remember!”

…Not that anything is likely to scream that, it seems a little long to scream.

The moment Hei returns she whips her hand quickly from checking if her shirt still has all it’s buttons intact and smiles slightly, quickly running her hand through her hair again and making a slight face at the few tangles she feels there… That might be painful later, but probably less painful then having webs in her hair.

Juni hesitates for a split second and then nods, her smile getting wider “yeah, I am a bit hungry...”

Which is also a faintly odd sensation and not entirely a pleasant one.

Hei smiles and leads her out of the theater. The walk to the Astral Kitchen isn't too long, but Hei is silent the whole way there, trying to keep his mind on what to cook for breakfast and not on what has just happened.

Once they reach the Kitchen, Hei raids the fridge and the cupboards, gathering out some ingredients.

"French toast sound good?"

Juni also does not talk, mainly because she's considering possible explanations for just in case scenarios and also just what she's going to tell Loss... By the time they reach teh kitchen she figured out the Loss problem and has gathered a few alternatives for the other problem.

Juni is very good at lying, it'd probably hurt if she wasn't.

She glances around the kitchen quickly, frowns a little as she wonders what French toast actually is, figures that Hei wouldn't exactly try and poison her with anything and shrugs "Sure."

Hei sets about mixing things together for French toast. Fortunately French toast is very easy to make, and very quick. Only a few minutes later he's scooping slices onto two plates for himself and Juni. He sits down at the table, setting the jug of maple syrup in the center.

"Will things be okay in your world, once you go home?"

We're sorry Hei, Juni will be looking at the French toast in a very puzzled way and poking at it as if she expects it to explode or something... This continues for a few moments before she finally looks up and blinks.

"Hm? I think it should be alright, I'll just stay in the room for a few hours and then apologize a lot, he'll believe me."

He watches Juni pick at the food, a slow smile creeping across is face.

"Never had French toast? It's not going to bite you or anything."

Hei has already plowed his way through three and a half slices.

"I'm glad. I'd hate for you to...well, get in trouble."

And now Juni would be staring at Hei, then at Hei's plate and then at Hei again... Eventually lifting the toast and nibbling at it timidly, still staring at Hei.

Most demons don't eat that fast.

Juni smiles around the french toast, sets it back on her plate gingerly (just in case it does choose to explode) and coughs "I'll be fine, I usually am."

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