I always found myself wandering aimlessly around this dull city. Nothing, and no one to care about, just bleak days,
until one particular day..
A sweats wearing roadman galloped towards me,
"Wagwan piffting, you lookin peng still,"he growled.
"Suck your mum you dutty wasteman," I snarled back
"Who are you calling a dutty wasteman you bombaclart, i am Yato, god of calamity,"he spat back spittingly.
My eyebrows knitted in confusion, and Yato smiled a proud smile,
"ive never heard of you before" i retored whilst rolling my eyes
Yato's smile dropped to the floor like pennies on the pavement and he gasped stupendously.
"Thats because im a noragami (stray god)" he muttered under his breath,
Although he was a dutty wasteman, he has this familiar scent, this soft and sweet aroma. It reminded me of home and everytime i caught a sniff, my heart fluttered. Ah yes, the scent of 'lynx africa', i recalled the days of sitting in maths after pe and smelling it on the dutty wastemen trying to mask their stanky BO.
such nostalgia...
Yato raised an eyebrow inquisitively, and the side of his lip turned up in a knowing smirk,
"so you tryna jeet?" he said with a chuckle with fire burning in his beautiful eyes, they were as beautiful as a bloo passport.
my cheeks tinged with a rosy tint, and i felt my loins tingle, my knees weak, arms heavy, mom's spaghetti.
a sudden spark of boldness ignited in me, and i grabbed his hankerchief that layed around his neck and pulled him toward my face, closing the distance between us.
"your breath reeks.." i whispered to him, his gaze darkened,
"well my breath is gonna be smelling like fish soon..."
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A/N : hey guys!! this is my first time ever writing a fanfic UwU
i just really love my bby Yato hes so kawaii desune.
i hope you guys are really excited to see how this romance blossoms, see you next time my sugar babes ;))
- author jenny oni-chan
