[And boy was that a fiasco... He probably should've forced them back into the mirror after that, but no, Yato is too damn softhearted, even towards himself.
In turn, they're all soft for Hiyori, even if they can never be her special one. How could they not be, when she treats them all with such kindness and care? Despite their overzealous enthusiasm earlier. The blond Yato may not have been part of the ritualistic to-do, but he has his own flaws, as she's learning. Selfishness, jealousy... None of them are perfect. Especially not their original. It's silly to think any one of them could replace him. It'd just make Hiyori miserable.
And that's the last thing he, or any of them, wants.
So that when she starts crying a little, his eyes go wide with concern and he flails about a bit, fishing out a tissue from a pocket and holding it up.]
P-Please don't cry, Hiyori...!
[Although it becomes an afterthought as her lips press against his pink (now red) cheek. A stunned silence follows as he tries to process what just happened. H-Hiyori kiss... Ah... ♥ Still flustered, he nods dumbly, one hand coming up to cover the warm spot where she kissed him.]
Y..You're welcome. And... thank you, Hiyori. I'll do my best to make sure he treats you right. [It's the least he can do for her sake.]
shovels more of it on~
In turn, they're all soft for Hiyori, even if they can never be her special one. How could they not be, when she treats them all with such kindness and care? Despite their overzealous enthusiasm earlier. The blond Yato may not have been part of the ritualistic to-do, but he has his own flaws, as she's learning. Selfishness, jealousy... None of them are perfect. Especially not their original. It's silly to think any one of them could replace him. It'd just make Hiyori miserable.
And that's the last thing he, or any of them, wants.
So that when she starts crying a little, his eyes go wide with concern and he flails about a bit, fishing out a tissue from a pocket and holding it up.]
P-Please don't cry, Hiyori...!
[Although it becomes an afterthought as her lips press against his pink (now red) cheek. A stunned silence follows as he tries to process what just happened. H-Hiyori kiss... Ah... ♥ Still flustered, he nods dumbly, one hand coming up to cover the warm spot where she kissed him.]
Y..You're welcome. And... thank you, Hiyori. I'll do my best to make sure he treats you right. [It's the least he can do for her sake.]