( to avoid letting anyone know that he was going out, yukine ended up sneaking out of his window. living with his parents wasn't the same as living with his aunt, primarily because they actually kept tabs on his whereabouts while he could pretty easily leave the the house whenever he wanted before. yukine figures he can't really fault his parents for it, but it sure is goddamn annoying. he liked that sort of freedom! thus, he'd left at first opportunity before his parents did something like suggest a family movie night and kept him all night.
he's nowhere near the playground, but yukine has been in the park for the last half hour trying with all of his concentrated might to convince a small black cat to let him take a picture of its face. so far, he's not had any luck and he's mostly given up and flopped onto the nearby grass where he's been softly trying talk to it. not that he expects it to understand! but he's hoping that maybe he can woo it into letting him at least pet it.
somehow it becomes liquid as soon as he tries to get his hand near it, perfectly contorting itself into weird shapes to avoid contact. )
Geez, so stingy.
( quietly, he attempts to meow at it. as if that'd work. )
( unbelievably, considering yato's pathetic attempts at mimicry, there's a response. a soft and timid little mewl comes from the cat in answer as it takes two solid steps closer. it's not close enough to touch, but it's at least seemingly extending some measure of trust. )
Heh heh! Don't make a suggestion if you can't handle the consequences!
[ That said, it's kind of amazing that it actually worked. Emboldened by success, Yato sets down his ice cream cooler and lies on the grass in a playful(?) and appealing(?) way and looks back at the cat expectantly. ]
( for way too many reasons to count. yato's playful(?) antics are enough for the cat to approach and try to rub its cheeks against him. unwilling to let this go entirely, yukine pulls his phone out of his pocket to snap a few photos of this.
[ Inside will be a pair of spoons and an array of little disposable cups of the promised red bean ice cream, along with ghost pepper, honey lavender, and other miscellaneous flavors he had stuffed in his freezer, all homemade. Because he doesn't know how to not be extra, all of it tastes pretty darn good, creamy and never too sweet.
He deposits the cat into his scarf, the better to point at Yukine dramatically. ]
Fool! My love is in every bite of that ice cream! Letting it melt would be like tossing my feelings into the trash!
( this is kind of weird and intense. did he home make all of this? from where? he wonders how exactly he's supposed to feel about this because it feels a little too much. was he honestly feeling that bad about the slime thing?
there's no way he can refuse asking. again. )
Are you that stressed out over me almost dying for you?
[ Exaggeration or not, Yukine isn't far off the mark. It's less stress and more... guilt? Gratitude? A sense that he could be doing more to deserve the lengths to which Yukine is apparently prepared to go for him.
Yato doesn't answer immediately, plucking out a spoon and sticking it in his mouth. Then he pushes a little cup of the red bean at Yukine. ]
I only made the red bean today. The rest are leftovers from a batch I made for someone else.
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september retrospec post ❄ yato
and what if i'm already there? WHAT THEN
( to avoid letting anyone know that he was going out, yukine ended up sneaking out of his window. living with his parents wasn't the same as living with his aunt, primarily because they actually kept tabs on his whereabouts while he could pretty easily leave the the house whenever he wanted before. yukine figures he can't really fault his parents for it, but it sure is goddamn annoying. he liked that sort of freedom! thus, he'd left at first opportunity before his parents did something like suggest a family movie night and kept him all night.
he's nowhere near the playground, but yukine has been in the park for the last half hour trying with all of his concentrated might to convince a small black cat to let him take a picture of its face. so far, he's not had any luck and he's mostly given up and flopped onto the nearby grass where he's been softly trying talk to it. not that he expects it to understand! but he's hoping that maybe he can woo it into letting him at least pet it.
somehow it becomes liquid as soon as he tries to get his hand near it, perfectly contorting itself into weird shapes to avoid contact. )
Geez, so stingy.
( quietly, he attempts to meow at it. as if that'd work. )
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He spots Yukine on the way to the playground and pads his way over, his footsteps uncommonly light. ]
You'd be stingy too if some pimply kid on the street was trying to feel you up.
[ Yukine may or may not actually have pimples. Yato produces a dog treat from his pocket and crouches near the cat too. Maybe bribery will work??]
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Don't make it sound gross! ( glancing over at him. ) You try meowing at it.
Maybe it'll accept yours.
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Yato turns back to the cat and tries not to feel stupid. ]
M... Meow. Meeeoooow.
[ Stupid. ]
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Unfair and awful.
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[ That said, it's kind of amazing that it actually worked. Emboldened by success, Yato sets down his ice cream cooler and lies on the grass in a playful(?) and appealing(?) way and looks back at the cat expectantly. ]
Meowww. Mew mew meow!
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( for way too many reasons to count. yato's playful(?) antics are enough for the cat to approach and try to rub its cheeks against him. unwilling to let this go entirely, yukine pulls his phone out of his pocket to snap a few photos of this.
maybe he'll need them later. )
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I guess he could sense my pure intentions.
[ He gestures at the cooler with his head. ]
Anyway, go on. If you wait so long that it melts, I'll make you drink everything down to the last drop.
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( this is annoying, but the cat is more than happy to accept yato's sweaty affection. it even begins to purr loudly. almost tauntingly. )
What the hell. Harsh. Weren't you the one to offer in the first place?
( so he says but he's opening it up anyway to peak inside. )
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He deposits the cat into his scarf, the better to point at Yukine dramatically. ]
Fool! My love is in every bite of that ice cream! Letting it melt would be like tossing my feelings into the trash!
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( this is kind of weird and intense. did he home make all of this? from where? he wonders how exactly he's supposed to feel about this because it feels a little too much. was he honestly feeling that bad about the slime thing?
there's no way he can refuse asking. again. )
Are you that stressed out over me almost dying for you?
( he's exaggerating. )
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Yato doesn't answer immediately, plucking out a spoon and sticking it in his mouth. Then he pushes a little cup of the red bean at Yukine. ]
I only made the red bean today. The rest are leftovers from a batch I made for someone else.