#onlyoneofjunji

“Junji?” You call out into your home from the front door. 

You toe off your shoes, stepping in and pausing to admire how the setting sun creates a glow throughout your living room. 

You’re broken from your trance when you hear little heavy stomps from the hallway. 

Junji enters the living room, his hair half in a ponytail, half down, but none the less all over the place. 

A smile immediately lights up his face when he sees you. 

“Welcome home!” He sweetly calls as he walks over, wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling his face into your neck.