#tetsujun

Jun took a moment to process what she was seeing.

Tetsu was wearing Jun's shirt. The shirt Tetsu had been wearing when she arrived at the dorms was nowhere to be seen.

The shirt in question was light blue, a simple fitted t-shirt with permanently cuffed sleeves and the logo of a local sweet shop in Jun's hometown printed across the front in white. It had been stolen twice over; Jun took it from her oldest sister Tsukiko's closet when she left for college.

The shirt had never looked as good on Jun as it did on Tsukiko – or as it currently did on Tetsu.

It was a perfect fit.

Tetsu was taller than Jun which was probably the most important factor. The shoulder seams sat on her shoulders like they were supposed to, and the sleeves stopped at mid-arm instead of above the elbows as they did on Jun. The bottom hem of the shirt, which hit oddly between Jun's waist and hips, sat exactly at Tetsu's waist, just above the top of her shorts.

Any accusation of theft died on Jun's tongue when Tetsu reached for her phone on the top bunk.

"Chris says they're leaving for the mall in five minutes," Tetsu said, looking up from her messages.

Jun nodded absently to information she already knew. "I know. I ran into her on my way back here."

Tetsu nodded as if a decision had been made. What that decision was, Jun could only pretend to know.

She slipped her phone into a small bag and then clipped the bag around her waist, the band sitting just below the hem of Jun's stolen shirt. She met Jun where she stood, still frozen in the entryway.

Tetsu reached out and took Jun's hand in hers, lacing their fingers together, easy and casual.

As natural as if she'd been doing it all her life.

It had only been a month since Jun confessed and in that month Tetsu had settled into a place in Jun's life that felt both permanent and new. Rather than a seed taking root, Tetsu approached their relationship like a perennial slowly blooming in the spring, coming out into the sun after being hidden but always there.

Maybe it had always been there.

"We should go," Tetsu said, giving Jun's hand a gentle squeeze.

Jun's fingertips caught the edge of 'Tetsu's' shirt. "Do we have to?" she asked.

Tetsu laughed and Jun knew in an instant that they would be going to the mall with the others. She would go anywhere with Tetsu. Jun would cross the city, cross the world, cross the universe at Tetsu's suggestion, if only Tetsu would let her come along too.

"It'll be fun," Tetsu said with a smile. She kissed Jun too quickly on the cheek before putting on her shoes. "I'll buy you ice cream."

Jun put up no resistance as Tetsu led her out of the dorm room and down to the school gate where their friends were gathered. They walked hand in hand and she tried not to stare at the way her stolen shirt hugged Tetsu just so, tried and failed judging by the curious rise of Tetsu's brow when she caught Jun's eye.

"What is it?" Tetsu asked before they reached the others.

Jun couldn't pretend she hadn't been staring and she wasn't quick enough with an excuse.

"You look good in my shirt," she muttered.

Tetsu glanced down and then looked back at Jun. She smiled.

"So do you."

Jun stopped and looked down at herself.

She was wearing Tetsu's shirt.

Jun took a moment to process what she was seeing.

She was wearing Tetsu's shirt, a white t-shirt with a small pocket on the front and Tsubakuro, the Tokyo Swallows' mascot, peeking out from inside the pocket. It was the shirt Tetsu had been wearing when she arrived at the dorms earlier. Jun felt a warm flush race up the back of her neck when she realized what had happened. She'd unintentionally started a chain of theft: Tetsu had taken Jun's shirt because Jun had taken hers.

Which she had been wearing when she ran into Chris outside of the dining hall.

Jun's eyes jerked towards their friends. They all knew. She could tell from Ryousuke's smirk, Miyauchi's gaze, and the way Tanba wouldn't meet her eyes.

Tetsu let go of Jun's hand and slid her arm around Jun's waist, pulling her close as Chris waved at them. Another too quick kiss to her cheek accompanied a quiet compliment that did nothing at all to calm Jun's blush.