log: fast asleep like lions in summer.

[manoamano.livejournal.com]

Who: Junpei & OPEN to any and all
When: Sunday night
What: TIME FOR A NICE DREAM. n__n

You're outside, and it's a beautiful, temperate, sunny day. Maybe it's someplace you know; maybe the locale is entirely foreign. The point is, there's a playground, and Junpei's standing beside you. He turns to you, grinning.

"Hey," he says, "check it out - swings!"

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[yearoftruth.livejournal.com]

"What are we waiting for?"

This was an easy decision. There were swings, an there is nothing else to do—no envelopes to fold, no job to be at, no one to babysit, no one to cook for, so it's pretty obvious that there's only one thing left meant to be done. He heads up through the playground and toward the swings, tentatively putting a foot up on the rubber hold to left himself up onto it, holding the chains.

[manoamano.livejournal.com]

"All right!" Junpei chases after him, completely out of breath by the time he reaches the swings. He takes a moment to stop and double over and catch his breath.

[twinknife]

"Hey, you're right! Sweet!" As with all good dreams, this one seems to start from the exact middle of the scene. He glances covertly around for disapproving parental figures, but it seems like they're in the clear - no parents, no kids, and nobody to judge him for what he does next.

"........... Last one there gets the baby swing?"

-- And he bolts.

[manoamano.livejournal.com]

Junpei chases after him, grinning but slower than Yosuke. (Someone never really paid much attention to training.) He's definitely the last one there, wheezing and bent over to catch his breath.

"Duuuude."