[That's a fair compromise actually, that way Yato can get the meds he needs without putting her livelihood at risk. He'd rather get himself into trouble anyway.
One day... They'll be together again, even if it takes another ten years for him. Thankfully when she returns home, she won't have so long to wait. N..Not that he wants her leaving anytime soon. Selfishly, he wants her to stay... here, with him.
It shouldn't be too hard for her to realize that yes, there was always more meaning to his flights of fancy when it came to romantic displays of affection - ones that weren't all that long ago for him. He knows. Maybe that's why he smiles to himself with the bottle against his skin.
He too, clings to her almost desperately, needily while they sit there together. Even if her grip is slightly painful, he welcomes the sensation in comparison to everything else he's been through lately. It's warm and reassuring, and reminds him that he's not alone, that he has her to help look after and love him.
Though she gets a soft oof as his leg is forcefully elevated in such an intimate way, causing his cheeks to pinken. Not that he's going to complain when soon after she's holding his hand again, helping him relax once more.]
Yeah... The result was more instantaneous compared to what we're doing here. ...but I have to believe we are making a difference, by keeping people safe and preventing the kaiju from outnumbering humanity.
[Wrapped up together, he lets his eyes close while just simply relishing the close contact. He's missed this ever since she disappeared and yet since having her back it never feels like quite enough. Like he can't make up for the lost time. So instead, he nuzzles against her, lips brushing over her cheek while his free hand brushes through her hair.]
...if nothing else, you save me, Hiyori. Every day. I manage to remain who I am thanks to you.
[Perhaps that sounds strange, but he means it. Even a god like him would become weary of such a hopeless fight without a light at the end of the tunnel, and she is his.]
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One day... They'll be together again, even if it takes another ten years for him. Thankfully when she returns home, she won't have so long to wait. N..Not that he wants her leaving anytime soon. Selfishly, he wants her to stay... here, with him.
It shouldn't be too hard for her to realize that yes, there was always more meaning to his flights of fancy when it came to romantic displays of affection - ones that weren't all that long ago for him. He knows. Maybe that's why he smiles to himself with the bottle against his skin.
He too, clings to her almost desperately, needily while they sit there together. Even if her grip is slightly painful, he welcomes the sensation in comparison to everything else he's been through lately. It's warm and reassuring, and reminds him that he's not alone, that he has her to help look after and love him.
Though she gets a soft oof as his leg is forcefully elevated in such an intimate way, causing his cheeks to pinken. Not that he's going to complain when soon after she's holding his hand again, helping him relax once more.]
Yeah... The result was more instantaneous compared to what we're doing here. ...but I have to believe we are making a difference, by keeping people safe and preventing the kaiju from outnumbering humanity.
[Wrapped up together, he lets his eyes close while just simply relishing the close contact. He's missed this ever since she disappeared and yet since having her back it never feels like quite enough. Like he can't make up for the lost time. So instead, he nuzzles against her, lips brushing over her cheek while his free hand brushes through her hair.]
...if nothing else, you save me, Hiyori. Every day. I manage to remain who I am thanks to you.
[Perhaps that sounds strange, but he means it. Even a god like him would become weary of such a hopeless fight without a light at the end of the tunnel, and she is his.]