Hiyori blushed as she left her house to meet up with her certain blue eyed god. She was still convinced the last few hours had been some cruel joke her brain was pulling on her. That she would wake up any moment now, only to realize it was all nothing but another cruel dream.
She had this fear.
That none of this was real.
That everything that happened so far today had just been some sick lie, a glimpse of what happiness felt like only to be awoken to cruel reality.
She was scared that she would wake up any moment to realize her and Yato never really did what they did. That neither one confessed their painfully obvious love towards one another, that it was simply a repeat to the dreams she (and Yato) have been having since day one of meeting.
"Loving someone is nothing.
Being loved by someone is nothing.
To be loved by the one you love is everything"
Hiyori reminded herself of a quote she stumbled across one of her infamous twitter spree during her sleepless nights thinking of Yato.
'Yato is a god… I'm just a mere human. How could a god possibly love a human? How could a god love love a human?' All gods love their worshippers, but never had it crossed Hiyori's mind that a god would ever fall in love with a human.
That was her purpose for feeling this way. She had already awoken countless nights only to realize her happiness had all been a lie, that it had been nothing more than a dream. Maybe that's why she was having such a troublesome time believing that this, in fact, was reality.
Almost as if it was a defense mechanism to prevent her from being disappointed. She often dreamt of her and Yato, but ultimately when she awoke only to discover she was in a dream she couldn't help but feel disappointed and sad.
Dreaming of your wannabe lover, or in other words, dreaming of someone you don't have. How cruel it can be, while in the dream you feel a sensation unlike any other. Happiness floods you, your entire body begins to feel pleasant. That is… until you awaken.
Hiyori realized she was thinking to much into it, she decided to leave it be for the time being. Although unconsciously, she was doing all she could to believe in the glimpse chance that this was, in fact, reality.
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(Yato POV)
'I can't believe it finally happened… I love Iki Hiyori, I have since I first met her. She's always went an extra mile for me when nobody else would. Not even just with the shrine and being supportive things. I've found someone truly unique. Someone who will always be there for me, finding people like this is no simple task..' I paced back and forth thinking about what happened at Hiyori's house.
I often had plans to confess to Hiyori, but I never quite went through with any of them to the end. In my mind, I am destined to be alone. For "anyone who comes in contact with the Yaboku god is to be met with nothing but calamity." His father would remind him. How could a beautiful supportive girl like Hiyori ever love someone like that? How could someone as unique and rare as her ever stand a stray god?
Before I could react, I heard knocking coming from downstairs. Having the assumption a certain pink eyed half phantom spirit was there, I rushed down the stairs. Kofuku beat me to the door and greeted her guest with a tight hug. "HHHIIIYYYOOORRRRIIINN," the pink haired god cheered.
Hiyori had difficulty breathing but soon escaped the firm grasp. She apologized and shortly after informed Hiyori that she and the others (Yukine and Daikoku) were going to head out soon. They'd be gone all day, but she made sure to let her know she's welcome to stay for as long as she likes and Yato would keep her company.
Hiyori suddenly blushed at the mention of Yato, thankfully the pink haired god of poverty was too preoccupied to notice or Hiyori wouldn't hear the end of the teasing. "Kofuku! Hurry up! We'll be late!," Daikoku shouted. "Ah! I'm coming, I'm coming!," she responded leaving in a hurry.
Yato took one more step, officially entering downstairs and once again pink met blue.
They both began to blush, embarrassed. There was silence until it was broken by Hiyori.
"H…Hi.,"
Hiyori mentally screamed at herself. Was that really all she could utter? A stuttered hi? Not even a hello, just a hi?!
I mentally chuckle to myself.
With a smile on his face he builds up his courage and manages to speak,
"Hiyori… you're so adorable,"
Hiyori resembled lava, as she was blushing ten times as redder as she had the entire day. "W- What! No I'm no-" before she can finish Yato walks up to the special pink eyed human and lands a kiss on her lips.
And with that, any doubt Hiyori or Yato had about their love confessions and acceptance being just a dream shattered. Hiyori immediately returned the kiss.
Yato and Hiyori's heart felt like it would implode, their hearts were beating rapidly and ruthlessly, but the kiss was breathtaking.
When the kiss was broken, Yato hugged Hiyori and she wouldn't dare reject it. "I love you Hiyori,"
Hiyori smiled, hugging Yato back she said,"I love you too.. Yato,"
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"Alright! So which movie do you want to watch?,"
"Hmm… We have all day don't we? We can just marathon this series."
Hiyori smiled under her blanket she was wrapped in beside Yato. They had the entire day to themselves to do whatever they pleased. She was just happy to be with Yato. That alone was enough for her. He hugged her like he did the pillows thinking about her on those hard heartache nights. They both kissed and started the movie. 'This has been an amazing day…' Yato thought to himself as he pulled Iki Hiyori slightly more closer to himself.
I hope you've enjoyed reading! It's unclear whether or not this is the end, I would like to add on more chapters of Yato and Hiyori doing things(adult things; wink wink) and going places. Let me know if that's what anyone wants. Thanks for taking time to read, please give your support review, follow, favorite all that nice stuff. Check out my other fics!
As I've mentioned I'm not in love anymore so I do believe these fics quality have been fading, let me know so I know to stop updating lol. Until next time, Stay Frosty.