[ WHAT ABOUT THE OFFICE LADY THAT STALKED HIM!!! ALL THE WAY TO HER HOUSE.
she wouldn't mind the ego-stoking and people saying he was attractive and cool and strong and anything else BECAUSE HE IS!!!!!! if kaga having thoughts of taking advantage of him weren't screaming in her mind. yato SHOULD know he's a catch, that he should believe in himself, because as much as he frustrates the shit out of her she feels so lucky too, dammit!! but
not like this. not this ego-stroking. not where she's practically on the verge of tears all the time, now. the timing is so awful. she can't juggle everything that's going on anymore.
one thing at a time, then. one thing.
and then it all stops, like the camper. both of them tumble and hiyori, instinctively, reaches up to cradle yato's head to her as they land on the ground somewhere in a heap. she has her nose buried in yato's chest and a flurry of memories cross her consciousnesses.
from being a teenager and finding his scent so comforting, to feeling the same way but with his new smell. not the lovely aroma of the divine, but the natural scent of her first and only love. ]
I need to get out of here.
[ the van, she means. the cramped space. her own thoughts. her whisper cuts through the hiss of hydraulics around and beneath them, the camper stopping for the night. ]
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she wouldn't mind the ego-stoking and people saying he was attractive and cool and strong and anything else BECAUSE HE IS!!!!!! if kaga having thoughts of taking advantage of him weren't screaming in her mind. yato SHOULD know he's a catch, that he should believe in himself, because as much as he frustrates the shit out of her she feels so lucky too, dammit!! but
not like this. not this ego-stroking. not where she's practically on the verge of tears all the time, now. the timing is so awful. she can't juggle everything that's going on anymore.
one thing at a time, then. one thing.
and then it all stops, like the camper. both of them tumble and hiyori, instinctively, reaches up to cradle yato's head to her as they land on the ground somewhere in a heap. she has her nose buried in yato's chest and a flurry of memories cross her consciousnesses.
from being a teenager and finding his scent so comforting, to feeling the same way but with his new smell. not the lovely aroma of the divine, but the natural scent of her first and only love. ]
I need to get out of here.
[ the van, she means. the cramped space. her own thoughts. her whisper cuts through the hiss of hydraulics around and beneath them, the camper stopping for the night. ]
Please. Can we just...