[Knowing what a close call that was for both of them, Yato's thanking his lucky stars that Hiyori hasn't cornered him bodily and forced him to talk regarding what just happened. He wouldn't put it past her, no way. But since she hasn't and her words were that of approval to a degree, he can only assume she doesn't want his guts for garters. Or to bend any other part of him into uncomfortable shapes.
Also stuck in his own head, he doesn't realize how odd the silence is for them, not when his mind is loud enough for two. Part of him is screaming at himself for being such a damn fool for trying to place a kiss on her forehead, and the other for being such a damn fool for not trying it on Hiyori, herself. In the end he comes to the conclusion that yes, he is indeed an idiot.
He mutters as much under his breath while he washes the dishes, face still heated from the incident. This is... definitely a dangerous situation. Maybe one of them should move out...? It would have to be him - he couldn't ask her to leave. But... he likes living with Hiyori, no matter how tempting it may be. Maybe she does, too...? She said she didn't mind, so--
He visibly jumps when the subject of his thoughts makes an appearance, offering him the pan and spatula. Swallowing hard, he nods and takes them from her, struggling to get his voice to work normally.]
T..Thanks. I'll be done in just a minute. So you don't have to worry about helping with the rest.
[ the reason she doesn't is because of that exact thing; it was already a close call. as much as she wants to know, it might be better if she just doesn't. what if things get awkward? ... more awkward. deep down, they both know what just happened anyway. a line was almost crossed. what line was it?
not the guts for garters line, fortunately. or pretzel yato. that's already been crossed before.
all this because of a forehead kiss he couldn't go through with when hiyori has already kissed the back of his hand. wh-what would a kiss on the forehead be! hah!!
(a lot.)
it was never dangerous before. they only have to go back to that "before" again. she wouldn't let yato leave unless he had a place to stay, anyway. going out there and sleeping outside in the trees or something isn't going to happen. she wouldn't be able to live with herself. it's hard enough knowing brc is doing the same dang thing. ]
I want to help. [ as ever, but she can take the hint. it looks as though she wants to say something, but just bites at her lip. suddenly she reaches up, cups his hot cheeks in her hands, and gives him a probing look.
]
Alright. I'm going to my room. Thank you for breakfast.
[ just as quickly, she drops her hands. hiyori bows her head in gratitude toward him and then walks out of the kitchen to leave him be.
once in her room she sits down at her desk, opens up her new diary, and writes:
January 6th. Today was the last day of Yato's advent calendar. My final gift was a life-size reindeer named Rainy. She's in the corner right now. It was too much, but I have to admit it was fun getting presents every day.
Something happened today with Yato, too. I'm not sure what. ???????????????????????????? ]
[...yeah, there's no need for them to spell it out. Hiyori isn't stupid. He might be, but she isn't. Surely she has an idea of what he was about to try. He just has to hope that she didn't get the wrong idea. He wasn't trying to play Sleeping Beauty with her unconscious body!!
For Yato, there's no going back once he acknowledges his feelings. Which is why he's doing his level best not to. To ignore that ache that seems to grow stronger with each passing week. Leads him to doing stupid shit stuff like what he just tried. In her presence, no less!!
What makes it worse is when Hiyori suddenly lays her hands on him, giving her both a good feel of how hot he is and how hard he's breathing. His eyes go wide as they gaze at each other, although he's not sure what he's seeing in her expression, it's so unreadable.
And then just like that she releases him, giving a proper-ish bow before leaving him all alone. For the longest time he merely stares after her, breathing hard as he leans against the counter to catch his breath. He needs to go cool off somewhere.
He finishes up the remaining dishes in a rush, throwing the towel over the sink edge when he's done. Taking up a pad of paper and pen, he scribbles down a note that simply says, "Gone out. Back later." and leaves it for her on the dining table. Then he hurries to his room to change and teleports away to the restaurant part of town. Even at this early hour, he needs a drink.]
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Also stuck in his own head, he doesn't realize how odd the silence is for them, not when his mind is loud enough for two. Part of him is screaming at himself for being such a damn fool for trying to place a kiss on her forehead, and the other for being such a damn fool for not trying it on Hiyori, herself. In the end he comes to the conclusion that yes, he is indeed an idiot.
He mutters as much under his breath while he washes the dishes, face still heated from the incident. This is... definitely a dangerous situation. Maybe one of them should move out...? It would have to be him - he couldn't ask her to leave. But... he likes living with Hiyori, no matter how tempting it may be. Maybe she does, too...? She said she didn't mind, so--
He visibly jumps when the subject of his thoughts makes an appearance, offering him the pan and spatula. Swallowing hard, he nods and takes them from her, struggling to get his voice to work normally.]
T..Thanks. I'll be done in just a minute. So you don't have to worry about helping with the rest.
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not the guts for garters line, fortunately. or pretzel yato. that's already been crossed before.
all this because of a forehead kiss he couldn't go through with when hiyori has already kissed the back of his hand. wh-what would a kiss on the forehead be! hah!!
(a lot.)
it was never dangerous before. they only have to go back to that "before" again. she wouldn't let yato leave unless he had a place to stay, anyway. going out there and sleeping outside in the trees or something isn't going to happen. she wouldn't be able to live with herself. it's hard enough knowing brc is doing the same dang thing. ]
I want to help. [ as ever, but she can take the hint. it looks as though she wants to say something, but just bites at her lip. suddenly she reaches up, cups his hot cheeks in her hands, and gives him a probing look.
]
Alright. I'm going to my room. Thank you for breakfast.
[ just as quickly, she drops her hands. hiyori bows her head in gratitude toward him and then walks out of the kitchen to leave him be.
once in her room she sits down at her desk, opens up her new diary, and writes:
January 6th.
Today was the last day of Yato's advent calendar. My final gift was a life-size reindeer named Rainy. She's in the corner right now. It was too much, but I have to admit it was fun getting presents every day.
Something happened today with Yato, too. I'm not sure what.
???????????????????????????? ]
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For Yato, there's no going back once he acknowledges his feelings. Which is why he's doing his level best not to. To ignore that ache that seems to grow stronger with each passing week. Leads him to doing stupid shit stuff like what he just tried. In her presence, no less!!
What makes it worse is when Hiyori suddenly lays her hands on him, giving her both a good feel of how hot he is and how hard he's breathing. His eyes go wide as they gaze at each other, although he's not sure what he's seeing in her expression, it's so unreadable.
And then just like that she releases him, giving a proper-ish bow before leaving him all alone. For the longest time he merely stares after her, breathing hard as he leans against the counter to catch his breath. He needs to go cool off somewhere.
He finishes up the remaining dishes in a rush, throwing the towel over the sink edge when he's done. Taking up a pad of paper and pen, he scribbles down a note that simply says, "Gone out. Back later." and leaves it for her on the dining table. Then he hurries to his room to change and teleports away to the restaurant part of town. Even at this early hour, he needs a drink.]