[ When he gets the text, Yato thinks that Mikoto might have a job for him. The demand for flower deliveries must be at a peak on Valentine's, after all.
When he sees the note, flowers, and pizza, Yato is just. ??? These are for him ??? What the fuck is he going to do with these flowers. Strap them to his bike? And this pizza. Why is it a heart. Is Mikoto trying to tell him something. This is all just a little gay?
He glances around, half expecting Mikoto to be watching from a corner with a blushing virgin stare. Seeing no one, Yato opens the envelope and reads the note... ]
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When he sees the note, flowers, and pizza, Yato is just. ??? These are for him ??? What the fuck is he going to do with these flowers. Strap them to his bike? And this pizza. Why is it a heart. Is Mikoto trying to tell him something. This is all just a little gay?
He glances around, half expecting Mikoto to be watching from a corner with a blushing virgin stare. Seeing no one, Yato opens the envelope and reads the note... ]