[...yeah, there's no need for them to spell it out. Hiyori isn't stupid. He might be, but she isn't. Surely she has an idea of what he was about to try. He just has to hope that she didn't get the wrong idea. He wasn't trying to play Sleeping Beauty with her unconscious body!!
For Yato, there's no going back once he acknowledges his feelings. Which is why he's doing his level best not to. To ignore that ache that seems to grow stronger with each passing week. Leads him to doing stupid shit stuff like what he just tried. In her presence, no less!!
What makes it worse is when Hiyori suddenly lays her hands on him, giving her both a good feel of how hot he is and how hard he's breathing. His eyes go wide as they gaze at each other, although he's not sure what he's seeing in her expression, it's so unreadable.
And then just like that she releases him, giving a proper-ish bow before leaving him all alone. For the longest time he merely stares after her, breathing hard as he leans against the counter to catch his breath. He needs to go cool off somewhere.
He finishes up the remaining dishes in a rush, throwing the towel over the sink edge when he's done. Taking up a pad of paper and pen, he scribbles down a note that simply says, "Gone out. Back later." and leaves it for her on the dining table. Then he hurries to his room to change and teleports away to the restaurant part of town. Even at this early hour, he needs a drink.]
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For Yato, there's no going back once he acknowledges his feelings. Which is why he's doing his level best not to. To ignore that ache that seems to grow stronger with each passing week. Leads him to doing stupid shit stuff like what he just tried. In her presence, no less!!
What makes it worse is when Hiyori suddenly lays her hands on him, giving her both a good feel of how hot he is and how hard he's breathing. His eyes go wide as they gaze at each other, although he's not sure what he's seeing in her expression, it's so unreadable.
And then just like that she releases him, giving a proper-ish bow before leaving him all alone. For the longest time he merely stares after her, breathing hard as he leans against the counter to catch his breath. He needs to go cool off somewhere.
He finishes up the remaining dishes in a rush, throwing the towel over the sink edge when he's done. Taking up a pad of paper and pen, he scribbles down a note that simply says, "Gone out. Back later." and leaves it for her on the dining table. Then he hurries to his room to change and teleports away to the restaurant part of town. Even at this early hour, he needs a drink.]