i’m sorry for the late reply, this is my first yatori
and man writing it fluffy when all i want is more smut lol i hope i did well. please enjoy!
several days being away from each other, Hiyori decided she was quite concerned
as to how her favorite boys were doing. Thanks to the continuous letters she
kept sharing with Yukine, she was able to keep them in her memories.
So one day,
after she finished delivering some medicine books to the library, she passed by
the shrine of Kofuku.
effusive hug coming from the goddess, Hiyori asked where were Yukine and Yato,
only to be told that little Yukine had gone off without a word with a very ‘funny’
face in his features.
immediately what kind of ‘ funny’ face was Kofuku referring, so as she sighed,
she decided to get a look upstairs, where the ever so Yato was lying asleep.
why Yukine had left him probably making his way out stomping and kid-cursing
because even with all the trouble he deals with, he was a good boy. And so was Yato, she knew better than to let
him fool her with his boyish attitude.
beside him, watching how he tightly hugged his stuffed capybear. She giggled.
you are doing your best, Yato. Keep it up, you’ll become a great god” she
whispered as her eyes softened and her hand stretched out to reach to his hair.
Despite her not being in her half-soul mode, she had gotten used to the smell
Yato had, and Hiyori continuously found herself lost in it as she caressed his scalp.
her, Yato discarded the capybear he was holding, to reach out to her waist and
snuggle in her lap. A muted ‘Eeep!’ escaped her mouth as her face turned warm;
her hands were paralyzed to her sides completely forgetting her ministrations
on Yato’s hair.
He was so close.
to make matters worse, Yato had started to sleep-talk. Another gasp was let out
by her as scandalized eyes lowered down to look at him, only to find him
looking back at her with sleepy eyes “…be my goddess”
Just as her
face erupted, she shoved him away with a tremendous kick, sending him away to
the other side of the room.
saying nonsense, you perverted Yato!”
And in that
exact moment, it was when Kofuku entered the room to offer some tea; completely
oblivious to the dreamy look in Yato’s beaten face and Hiyori’s blush bright