[He's hitting the big times now, needing to put his foot DOWN and hard. It's time for all the empathy he can muster because nobody is more important to him than Hiyori and her precious feelings.
...putting it like that would immediately get him into protecc mode, that's for sure. Wife. He's gonna have a wife. If he doesn't screw up and stick his foot in it.
It... definitely is a relative time thing. She's got to remember that for the past two years, he's known her as a girl of sixteen. For her to suddenly be an adult takes some adjusting to. (Clearly.) But ah, he's always sticking his foot in it, isn't he? He's not sure how or why, but the very subtle shift in her demeanor says it all.
"Idiot Yato."
Biting at his lip, he grasps at her hands, suddenly needing reassurance that she's still here, that she still wants to be beside him. That he hasn't done something to drive her off.]
Hiyori...
[He's definitely the more immature one, here, no doubt about that. Childish in some ways and very much like a horny, dumb teenager in others. Full grown dumbass, though. And always a cute blush at the ready for her.]
Oh. Yeah, I guess so. But this is great, too! I love that you went to so much trouble for me. ...though I don't have anything similar to give you in return...
[Maybe he'll have to start sending her nudes, too?? Little pictures to keep her spirits up while at work. Maybe that would be a nice present for her.
In the hopes of brushing away the weird mood that's settled over them, he takes her into his arms again, lips finding hers and lingering there for some time.]
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...putting it like that would immediately get him into protecc mode, that's for sure. Wife. He's gonna have a wife. If he doesn't screw up and stick his foot in it.
It... definitely is a relative time thing. She's got to remember that for the past two years, he's known her as a girl of sixteen. For her to suddenly be an adult takes some adjusting to. (Clearly.) But ah, he's always sticking his foot in it, isn't he? He's not sure how or why, but the very subtle shift in her demeanor says it all.
"Idiot Yato."
Biting at his lip, he grasps at her hands, suddenly needing reassurance that she's still here, that she still wants to be beside him. That he hasn't done something to drive her off.]
Hiyori...
[He's definitely the more immature one, here, no doubt about that. Childish in some ways and very much like a horny, dumb teenager in others. Full grown dumbass, though. And always a cute blush at the ready for her.]
Oh. Yeah, I guess so. But this is great, too! I love that you went to so much trouble for me. ...though I don't have anything similar to give you in return...
[Maybe he'll have to start sending her nudes, too?? Little pictures to keep her spirits up while at work. Maybe that would be a nice present for her.
In the hopes of brushing away the weird mood that's settled over them, he takes her into his arms again, lips finding hers and lingering there for some time.]
...I love you, Hiyori Iki.