I wanted to write about the origins of the table that Yato uses to block out Yukine's light while they sleep lol.

Making Adjustments

"Yukine, can't you just try to sleep without that lamp? It's driving me crazy!" Yato had his pillow folded over his head, trying to block the light out after spending the last few minutes tossing and turning, "I know you're scared of the dark, but can't we just get a night light or something? This is too much."

Yukine turned over onto his side and responded in a growl, "If it bothers you so much, then go back to sleeping at one of Tenjin-sama's shrines! Kofuku-san and Daikoku-san set this room up for me, not you. But as usual, you're taking advantage of them." He let out another huff, "And speaking of—you need to quit taking advantage of Hiyori, too. It's one thing if she wants to buy us food, but don't go around asking her for it; especially when you never give her anything in return."

"Alright, alright." The god waved him off, "Glad to see you're becoming the pillar of morality now."

Yukine inhaled sharply and felt his face start to get warm, "You more than any one should appreciate that, Yato. I'm trying to make up for everything I did but it won't mean much if I have a master who goes around and does the same shit."

Yato lowered the pillow, mumbling, "I get the point." He picked it up and placed it back under his head, "And I do appreciate it."

"But you won't change." The regalia turned over, his back to Yato.

"I'm trying." He answered quietly, more to himself than to Yukine, "I really am." After a minute of staring up at the ceiling, Yato finally slipped out from underneath his blanket and moved to the corner of the room.

Yukine turned his head to watch him pick up his desk, his eyes following Yato as he made his way back to his futon.

Yato put the table down on its side about a foot and a half away from his pillow before he retreated back under the blankets, "There. Now you can have your stupid lamp and I can sleep."

"…Thanks." Yukine answered softly, a small smile on his face as he closed his eyes and started to drift off into sleep.