Hiyori stares at her piles of homework in dismay. She'd spent all her afternoon at Kofuku's place and now, she was starting to regret it.
Having a brilliant idea, she quickly pulls out her phone and taps the screen to call her most frequent contact.
"Hiyori?"
"A-ah, Yato?" She asks, suddenly feeling nervous.
"Duh. Who else?"
"You take requests from anyone, right?"
There's a pause before he answers. "Yeah. Pretty much."
"Even from me?"
"Sure." Impatiently, he says, "Look, what's this about-"
"Then…. I- I have a request for you!" Hiyori blurts out. "Could you come over?"
"...Okay, why not?"
"You're serious." Yato deadpans. "You want me to do your homework?"
"It can't be much worse than cleaning bathrooms." Hiyori protests. "Besides, I'll pay you."
"...5 yen?"
She smiles. "I'll pay you 500 yen if you do this for me. Just this once. Please?"
"...Fine." With a sigh, he sits down with unnecessary force and picks up her pencil.
"Wait. You know how to do these questions, right?"
"Of course!" He looks at her, offended. "How old do you think I am?"
She doesn't answer. Best not to think about it.
Hours later, Yato finally finishes. He looks over to the bed where Hiyori already fell asleep. Looking around, Yato realizes that he's never actually been in Hiyori's room before, unless you count the one where he had to extract Yukine from her bed. He does a bone cracking stretch and stands up. Yato pokes Hiyori's cheek, urging her to wake up.
"Oi. Wake up already." Another poke. Then another.
She stirs and sleepily opens her eyes. "Yato?" Her eyes fly open. "Yato?! W-what are you-"
"I'm done with your request." He points to her desk. What did she think I was doing?
The red in her cheeks tone down a bit. "Oh. S-sorry. And thanks." She pulls out her wallet, handing him a 500 yen bill. "Here."
His face lights up as he receives the money. Yato turns to go, when Hiyori stops him.
"I-I have another request." Her face turns positively red. Hiyori's eyes don't meet his.
"What is it?"
"Stay here for the night?" She asks.
He stares at her with an expression of shock, his face already a bright red.
"N-not like that, you idiot!" She backtracks madly. "Y-you don't have to, of course, but I was just wondering whether you'd want to… sleep on a bed…."
It wasn't a choice, really. A futon in a cold attic (there was Yukine too, but he often got the only bed) or a warm bed in Hiyori's house.
"I..I accept." Turning his face away, yet holding out a hand. A 5 yen coin is placed on his palm and he grins at her.
"Your wish… has been heard loud and clear!" He jumps onto her bed and quickly claims it, snuggling under the covers.
"Hey! I meant in the other room, you know!" Hiyori yells, but she can see that its already too late. Sighing, but not minding much, she decides to let Yato have her bed and walks into the guest room.
"So this is where you were." Yukine's dangerously low voice awakes Yato.
"Oh, so I can't sleep here but you can? You lecherous old man! Do you know how long I've been searching for your lazy ass? Get off!" He manages to pull Yato off the bed.
"But it was a request!" Yato whines, already missing the warm covers.
"Request, my ass, go do some proper jobs, will ya?!"
Hiyori peeks in from the doorway, wondering what the commotion is. Yukine was dragging Yato away by his feet, and Yato was trying to crawl back to her room, crying about injustice.
"Hiyori!" He screeches. "Help me, this crazy kid is trying to godnap me!"
She could only wave goodbye to him helplessly.
Um, this was supposed to be a fluffy one shot, but it turned out like this… Sorry for all of you who were expecting fluff! .