This was drabble was inspired by a prompt from a meme, submitted to me by clockwork-louis on Tumblr.

Drastic Measures

"Great job, Yukine! Let's go home." Yukine reverted to his human form as Yato called his name and the three of them turned to leave, the area completely free of storms.

The regalia folded his arms behind his head, admitting quietly, "You actually met my quota for once, so I guess you did a pretty good job too."

"Gee, thanks." Yato gave a sarcastic reply, but a smile crossed his lips nonetheless.

Hiyori laughed softly at their exchange before she felt her legs begin to wobble underneath her and she started to lose her balance. She made a small noise as she started to fall over, causing both Yato and Yukine to turn around.

"Hiyori!" She felt Yato's arms catch her before she found herself outside of her body, looking down at herself and him.

Letting out a deep sigh, she apologized, "Sorry for scaring you."

Yato blinked, his ice blue eyes wide as he started, "You fainted… straight into my arms." His lips turned upward into a smirk, "You know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go to such extremes."

Yukine automatically smacked the back of the god's head, who let out a loud whine in response, "Don't joke about it, you asshole." He looked back up to Hiyori, his expression softening, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." She answered, her voice starting to raise and a blush beginning to take over her face as she looked back at Yato, "And you. You're the reason why I'm still like this in the first place!"

"Sorry." He replied quickly and emotionlessly, reaching under her legs and picking her up as he stood again, "Let's keep going."

Her blush grew deeper as she watched herself being carried by him, blocking his path, "Put me down!"

"It's either this or I can use divine possession to get your body to Kofuku's." He raised his eyebrows suggestively, "We'll be way late for dinner if we wait around for you to make it back into your body, so it's your choice."

Hiyori let out a series of frustrated noises and clenched her fists, her decision coming out in a huff, "Carry me."

"I figured that'd be your pick." He adjusted his arms to carry her more comfortably, pulling her closer to his stomach. Shortly after starting to walk again, he commented happily, "You know, you're really warm, Hiyori!"

She shot him a glare but her brain was way too scrambled to formulate words for a while.