[He was a bit too wrapped up at his dad having kissed her to enjoy the illicitness of it then...
But he's not about to be a huge brat about the mirrors anymore when she's so flustered by everything that's going on. Clearly it's bothering her more than it is him. For now, at least. He's not quite sure what to do to assuage her nerves over cheating on him with himself.
...can that even be a thing? It's still him, in a sense.
........on that note, if he were to get some relief with one of the others, would it be masturbation or sex? Selfcest? He almost wants to ask her opinion, but even someone as dense as him knows this neither the time nor place. Naughty Yato Thoughts can wait.
With her clinging onto him, his hands find her shoulders and gentle rub them, hoping to calm her down. It's probably futile until he can convince her she hasn't spoiled their precious first love, but they'll get there, he's sure of it.]
Hiyori~ It's fine, it's fine! I'm not mad or anything...
[Although with her sobs it might be hard to tell that it's gone quieter outside the door, especially when Yato is fixated on Hiyori and Hiyori alone. He doesn't give a damn what the rest of his selves do when she's so distressed. They can wait their fucking turn.
With brows knitted together, he starts to lean in with the intention of kissing her tears away, only to be stopped by both hands, muffling him with a disgruntled huff.]
It's me, I promise! How can I make you believe me?
[He gives a full-fledged pout under her hands, trying gently to pry them away without forcing the issue. At least let him talk, sheesh...]
THEY ARE I LOVE THEM
But he's not about to be a huge brat about the mirrors anymore when she's so flustered by everything that's going on. Clearly it's bothering her more than it is him. For now, at least. He's not quite sure what to do to assuage her nerves over cheating on him with himself.
...can that even be a thing? It's still him, in a sense.
........on that note, if he were to get some relief with one of the others, would it be masturbation or sex? Selfcest? He almost wants to ask her opinion, but even someone as dense as him knows this neither the time nor place. Naughty Yato Thoughts can wait.
With her clinging onto him, his hands find her shoulders and gentle rub them, hoping to calm her down. It's probably futile until he can convince her she hasn't spoiled their precious first love, but they'll get there, he's sure of it.]
Hiyori~ It's fine, it's fine! I'm not mad or anything...
[Although with her sobs it might be hard to tell that it's gone quieter outside the door, especially when Yato is fixated on Hiyori and Hiyori alone. He doesn't give a damn what the rest of his selves do when she's so distressed. They can wait their fucking turn.
With brows knitted together, he starts to lean in with the intention of kissing her tears away, only to be stopped by both hands, muffling him with a disgruntled huff.]
It's me, I promise! How can I make you believe me?
[He gives a full-fledged pout under her hands, trying gently to pry them away without forcing the issue. At least let him talk, sheesh...]