[ that's hiyori's question: why is he so unbothered now?
but she won't ask it until later. until after they've dealt with the immediate threat of kaiju and rescue civilians. give them the first aid they need, the resources for safety.
for her, it's okay too. it will be okay. to think it would be otherwise isn't a road she wants to go down when there's already so much. she truly will go insane if she thinks there's a possibility of this ending poorly.
they can do it.
with an equally soft sound when yato apologizes for the air being sucky, too. she worries about him but she mostly just thinks about yato. when something reminded her of him, like an advertisement with a crown. browsing wedding things on the way back from her day job and wondering if yato would like this food or that one. what can she do to help settle his worries?
and she knows he's there for her to talk to. she does. if not him, who? for him: if not her, who?
so she squeezes his hands, huffing out a surprised laugh while her heart squeezes in on itself. for all their differences, for all their similarities yato knows how to make her smile, as weak as it is. it's something. a little something.
she's like to beat SOMETHING up. maybe one of those fish. ]
What if I keep accidentally taking out being mad and uncomfortable on you?
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but she won't ask it until later. until after they've dealt with the immediate threat of kaiju and rescue civilians. give them the first aid they need, the resources for safety.
for her, it's okay too. it will be okay. to think it would be otherwise isn't a road she wants to go down when there's already so much. she truly will go insane if she thinks there's a possibility of this ending poorly.
they can do it.
with an equally soft sound when yato apologizes for the air being sucky, too. she worries about him but she mostly just thinks about yato. when something reminded her of him, like an advertisement with a crown. browsing wedding things on the way back from her day job and wondering if yato would like this food or that one. what can she do to help settle his worries?
and she knows he's there for her to talk to. she does. if not him, who? for him: if not her, who?
so she squeezes his hands, huffing out a surprised laugh while her heart squeezes in on itself. for all their differences, for all their similarities yato knows how to make her smile, as weak as it is. it's something. a little something.
she's like to beat SOMETHING up. maybe one of those fish. ]
What if I keep accidentally taking out being mad and uncomfortable on you?