A Case of Blight
"Yukiiineeee, I don't wanna go to work today." Yato whined after he had let out a series of loud and obnoxious yawns, turning over to face him.
"If we only worked when you wanted to we'd never get anything done." He answered with an unamused stare, sitting up and folding his legs beneath himself as he prepared to lecture the god.
Yato let out another loud whine before he stretched out his arms and legs, answering in a sigh, "Yeah, yeah, okay."
Yukine looked like he had seen a ghost when he looked back at him, asking worriedly, "What was that?"
"What was what?" He scrunched his eyebrows together and glanced around the room.
"By the neckline of your shirt," Yukine scooted forward slightly, "Did you get blighted yesterday? How did you not notice, you idiot!?"
Yato immediately took offense, "I know I've got a decent pain tolerance, but I'm pretty sure I would damn well know if I was blighted." He sprung upward and lifted his shirt, glancing just below his neckline and paling, "Oh."
Yukine groaned, "So you really did get blighted." He stood up and immediately pulled on Yato's arm, "C'mon, go downstairs and we'll—"
"I, uh," Yato looked off and gave an amused but sheepish smile, "It's not blight, Yukine. It's, ah… a bruise. Technically."
"Why would you—" Yukine started before he ripped his hand away from Yato, taking a hard step backward and practically letting out a yell in disgust, "Ugh!"
As Yukine's face continued to redden, he turned to go downstairs and Yato called out annoyedly, "Hey! You're gonna cause real blight if you don't calm down." In a quieter and more pleading tone, he added, "Also, don't tell Hiyori you saw—"
"SHUT UP." He answered loudly, covering his ears as he rushed out the door.
I got this idea earlier today and thought it was hilarious lmao idk if it came out quite as well as I hoped but ah well.
