[Oh, he's not truly offended, just slightly put out. (Mostly because he knows it's true.) It was just how fast she asserted it as fact... Isn't he a little normal? Sometimes??
...'kay, probably not. He'll get over it. Eventually. Just perhaps not the lingering worry. She may have to put up with him being extra clingy for a while.
And that clinginess only become more pronounced when she comforts him, then blatant as Stern and Serious intrudes on their moment. It earns a sigh from Yato; they need more seating in the house, for starters. And where are they all going to sleep?! The logistics of keeping them all around is already giving him a headache, resulting in him running a hand through his hair.
The other Yatos though seem pleased at being freed from timeout, cautiously approaching the pair as they file past to the living room and kitchen. A couple mutter to their original: "lucky", "jerk", earning them an irate glare. All afford Hiyori some attention, be it a quick brush over her hand, a gentle brush of hair from her face, to a smooch on the cheek by the gold-eyed one as he drapes his flower garland around her neck.]
Thank you.
Talk to you later, Hiyori~!
How about an orgy?
[That bright suggestion is made by a seemingly inconspicuous-looking Yato. He's not wearing anything odd, his hair is the normal color, as is his eyes. In fact, he could - can - be mistaken for the real thing. He lingers back to flash Hiyori with a sultry grin, one arm planted firmly on the wall beside her head.
For his part, original(?) Yato tries to wedge himself between the two without much luck. The jerk stands firm, so that if he wanted to squeeze in there he'd have to shove Hiyori.]
Don't even start--!! Not happening! We haven't even gotten to second base yet!
omg that would make the others so jealous;;
...'kay, probably not. He'll get over it. Eventually. Just perhaps not the lingering worry. She may have to put up with him being extra clingy for a while.
And that clinginess only become more pronounced when she comforts him, then blatant as Stern and Serious intrudes on their moment. It earns a sigh from Yato; they need more seating in the house, for starters. And where are they all going to sleep?! The logistics of keeping them all around is already giving him a headache, resulting in him running a hand through his hair.
The other Yatos though seem pleased at being freed from timeout, cautiously approaching the pair as they file past to the living room and kitchen. A couple mutter to their original: "lucky", "jerk", earning them an irate glare. All afford Hiyori some attention, be it a quick brush over her hand, a gentle brush of hair from her face, to a smooch on the cheek by the gold-eyed one as he drapes his flower garland around her neck.]
Thank you.
Talk to you later, Hiyori~!
How about an orgy?
[That bright suggestion is made by a seemingly inconspicuous-looking Yato. He's not wearing anything odd, his hair is the normal color, as is his eyes. In fact, he could - can - be mistaken for the real thing. He lingers back to flash Hiyori with a sultry grin, one arm planted firmly on the wall beside her head.
For his part, original(?) Yato tries to wedge himself between the two without much luck. The jerk stands firm, so that if he wanted to squeeze in there he'd have to shove Hiyori.]
Don't even start--!! Not happening! We haven't even gotten to second base yet!