[ also the kind of smile that softens hiyori up like butter left out in summer heat. the kind of smile that makes her heart flutter much like his and her mind to go blank. and it was already struggling to form thoughts to begin with. she has to look away from it, red cheeks puffing out. does he have ANY idea?
not the mattress idea. hiyori stops short as yato appears in front of her, eyes widening and struggling a bit as he draws her in and a wall materializes behind her. she drops the horny weed ball to put a palm on his chest. ]
O... or take a cold shower.
[ hiyori doesn't want to tell him he's not wrong for fear it'll encourage him even more. think of something to distract him. anything. ]
no subject
not the mattress idea. hiyori stops short as yato appears in front of her, eyes widening and struggling a bit as he draws her in and a wall materializes behind her. she drops the horny weed ball to put a palm on his chest. ]
O... or take a cold shower.
[ hiyori doesn't want to tell him he's not wrong for fear it'll encourage him even more. think of something to distract him. anything. ]
D - Did you see all the sushi?
[ FANCY FISH DISTRACTION ]