[ ........ well. she can tell him where to find the right medicine, maybe. that's what she can do.
to be fair, nearly EVERYONE is scolding him where necessary. although, she knows how much yato misses yukine. hiyori feels it as much as him BUT ONE DAY. one day.
the bottle pauses for a second longer against his collar as memories flood back to her. she takes that second to wonder if yato's weird, dramatic displays of affection were something more in her youth the whole time. she takes it to shoot him a warmer look for saying she's the best and leaning into her, too.
him and his foul mouth. not the worst but up there. as soon as his hand finds hers, too, she squeezes. maybe harder than she meant to as all the worry and fear and sadness for his pain focuses on that touch. it's been non-stop. since the first trip to seoul.
a throbbing ache. don't worry, she's already grabbing his thigh to elevate it AND his leg up on the couch and her lap. they end up in a bit of a tangle but as soon as she has him properly situated, his hand is in hers again. ]
Me too. There was no way to really stop ayakashi completely, but I could tell you made a difference in people's lives when you and Yukine-kun cut them down. [ there's a furrow to her brow until he pulls her in and she's all but laid across his chest. from shoulder to hip, they touch. had anybody chosen to walk in, they'd see the intimate position. for once, she doesn't care about how it might look to others. she holds him close and tight, face pressed into his clothes and evening out her breath. ]
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to be fair, nearly EVERYONE is scolding him where necessary. although, she knows how much yato misses yukine. hiyori feels it as much as him BUT ONE DAY. one day.
the bottle pauses for a second longer against his collar as memories flood back to her. she takes that second to wonder if yato's weird, dramatic displays of affection were something more in her youth the whole time. she takes it to shoot him a warmer look for saying she's the best and leaning into her, too.
him and his foul mouth. not the worst but up there. as soon as his hand finds hers, too, she squeezes. maybe harder than she meant to as all the worry and fear and sadness for his pain focuses on that touch. it's been non-stop. since the first trip to seoul.
a throbbing ache. don't worry, she's already grabbing his thigh to elevate it AND his leg up on the couch and her lap. they end up in a bit of a tangle but as soon as she has him properly situated, his hand is in hers again. ]
Me too. There was no way to really stop ayakashi completely, but I could tell you made a difference in people's lives when you and Yukine-kun cut them down. [ there's a furrow to her brow until he pulls her in and she's all but laid across his chest. from shoulder to hip, they touch. had anybody chosen to walk in, they'd see the intimate position. for once, she doesn't care about how it might look to others. she holds him close and tight, face pressed into his clothes and evening out her breath. ]
I hope what we're doing is making a difference.
[ if all their suffering was for nothing? ]