[ He turns just enough and stops the door with the back of his boot. Yukine's answer came fast enough that Yato can tell he's only thinking of the immediate. And though he doesn't miss that pointed form of address, he ignores the twist it brings. ]
That isn't what I mean. If you'd never met me, and you were living here... do you think you'd be happy?
[ He knows it must be a strange question. But his tone is serious and tolerates no ridicule. ]
this guy really has some fucking nerve! it takes all of the willpower in him not to shout, lowering his voice to a furious hiss as he kicks at yato's foot to dislodge him from between the door and the threshold. although, a sinister part of him considers waking up his aunt and letting her take care of this situation for him. )
Do think it's fair for you to demand anything now? What kind of asshole are you? You wanna hear that I'd be unhappy if I hadn't found you hiding in Anya's house?
( hitting his fist against the door. )
Fuck you! You don't give a shit how I feel! Whatever dumb shit you're doing right now is all about you!
[ He was hoping to hear the exact opposite, actually. If Yukine would be happier in a life without Yato, things would be a lot simpler. Not easier. But simpler.
Yukine's cursing and banging doesn't move Yato any more than the kick at his foot. Not that Yato isn't hearing it. He can't afford to react and let loose the torrent beating at the dam. Not even a trickle. Because once a crack shows, he's certain he'll burst.
He takes a moment to breathe in, breathe out. Still half-turned, not quite able to meet the hatred he's sure must be in Yukine's eyes -- he gets it, he remembers what he said behind the building at Prom -- he continues with painstaking calm. ]
I'm here to help you. But not with this. Don't ask me about anything Retrospec again.
[ No, it isn't fair of Yato to demand anything of Yukine. But he'll do it all the same, because he must. He removes his foot from the doorway, leaving Yukine to close the door if he wants to. ]
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That isn't what I mean. If you'd never met me, and you were living here... do you think you'd be happy?
[ He knows it must be a strange question. But his tone is serious and tolerates no ridicule. ]
Give me an honest answer.
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this guy really has some fucking nerve! it takes all of the willpower in him not to shout, lowering his voice to a furious hiss as he kicks at yato's foot to dislodge him from between the door and the threshold. although, a sinister part of him considers waking up his aunt and letting her take care of this situation for him. )
Do think it's fair for you to demand anything now? What kind of asshole are you? You wanna hear that I'd be unhappy if I hadn't found you hiding in Anya's house?
( hitting his fist against the door. )
Fuck you! You don't give a shit how I feel! Whatever dumb shit you're doing right now is all about you!
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Yukine's cursing and banging doesn't move Yato any more than the kick at his foot. Not that Yato isn't hearing it. He can't afford to react and let loose the torrent beating at the dam. Not even a trickle. Because once a crack shows, he's certain he'll burst.
He takes a moment to breathe in, breathe out. Still half-turned, not quite able to meet the hatred he's sure must be in Yukine's eyes -- he gets it, he remembers what he said behind the building at Prom -- he continues with painstaking calm. ]
I'm here to help you. But not with this. Don't ask me about anything Retrospec again.
[ No, it isn't fair of Yato to demand anything of Yukine. But he'll do it all the same, because he must. He removes his foot from the doorway, leaving Yukine to close the door if he wants to. ]
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Get off my lawn.
( his voice is hard and cold. )
Talk to me when you figure out if it's convenient for you to actually be my friend.
( then shutting the door. )
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So that could've gone better. ]
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of course, yukine can't let it go at that and shoots off a text. )
don't reply
don't text me tomorrow either
but
i'm not always going to
keep letting stuff go
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Okay Yato won't reply to this text or text him tomorrow, but once the clock hits midnight on the third day, he'll be getting a cheerful
Yuki are you getting lots of rest?? (〃･ω･)
text. It's the principle of the matter. ]
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stalker
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Punctual! (#`皿´)
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stalkers
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Wizards
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that is not true
wizards just arrive that time that they're met
don't lump wizards in with your creepy ass!