[But just because they might be a touch unhealthy now doesn't mean they can't grow into something beautiful and healthy instead. Things will never be commonplace, though. Not with Yatogami at the helm and Hiyori backing him up.
It says something that they have so much support from their friends here, who believe in them despite being god and mortal. Who have seen their devotion to one another and found it to be pure and wholesome, inspiring. Yato may have his doubts still (one can never get rid of them all) but he won't permit them to stand in his way in this second third chance.
Always the more childish one of the pair of them, Yato can't help getting a touch giddy over feeling her bare nakedness cover his own skin. His heart does a little leap, pounding harder out of love and excitement, the thrill of holding the woman he loves - his woman - close being almost too much to handle. Sometimes he hopes he never loses the spark that comes from being so enamored with her.
His gaze remains firmly on her as they step towards the tub, into the hazy scented mist that serves to make him dizzy with so many feelings.]
That's true. But of course. Anything. You only have to name it.
[He gets both feet in on the wood and turns to help her the rest of the way in, taking care to make sure she neither stumbles nor falls.]
Whatever you ask of me, Hiyori, is yours if I can grant it...
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It says something that they have so much support from their friends here, who believe in them despite being god and mortal. Who have seen their devotion to one another and found it to be pure and wholesome, inspiring. Yato may have his doubts still (one can never get rid of them all) but he won't permit them to stand in his way in this
secondthird chance.Always the more childish one of the pair of them, Yato can't help getting a touch giddy over feeling her bare nakedness cover his own skin. His heart does a little leap, pounding harder out of love and excitement, the thrill of holding the woman he loves - his woman - close being almost too much to handle. Sometimes he hopes he never loses the spark that comes from being so enamored with her.
His gaze remains firmly on her as they step towards the tub, into the hazy scented mist that serves to make him dizzy with so many feelings.]
That's true. But of course. Anything. You only have to name it.
[He gets both feet in on the wood and turns to help her the rest of the way in, taking care to make sure she neither stumbles nor falls.]
Whatever you ask of me, Hiyori, is yours if I can grant it...