ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏғғ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ

alcohol is bad for you!

Send me Truth or Dare and I’ll generate a number from 1-29 from the appropriate list for my muse to carry out the action!

15.  How often do you drink?

                    ❝ Only when Yato gets alcohol as an added payment from a job. ❞

                    ❝ Hey, pick between left and right. ❞

                    ❝ ----! ❞

His eyes were wide with curiosity, and Kouji gasped inwardly. He quickly pulled back his phone and typed skilfully as the other had noticed, and quickly shot the screen back into his face.

       ”Please, I insist! I have plenty of money and I don’t mind at all.          You really look like you could use a new set of clothes, and         I’m in the position to help you!’

That was a lot to type, but he did it! No problemo.

He gave a half smile. He figured if he did nice things for others, maybe one day he’d get nice things in return, so… Why not! He put his hand out to shake it, and pulled out his wallet, flashing his ID card, showing his name. He couldn’t speak because he chose not to, not because he couldn’t.

Maybe one day Yukine here would find out just why. If they became friends. He wasn’t Dakota, but…he seemed pretty friendly, right?

          The amount the boy had been meddling around equaled the extent the male was willing to go for him. Eyebrows knitted together, tight and eager to receive another message. Adjusting his eyesight for a moment, orange hues scanned the screen once more, elated to recognize such an endearing memo.

          Before looking back up at the other, another item had seemed to be jutted straight into his line of vision...a wallet, clearly showing some sort of identification. Skimming the dented card intently, Yukine had found a name, as well as several other tidbits of biological information.

                                                                     ⊰ ᴛᴀᴋᴀᴛᴀ ᴋᴏᴜᴊɪ ⊱

          And what do you know -- yet another object was in front of him, and this time, a hand. Almost awestruck, the teen held out his right hand in exchange, the other's smile soon becoming infectious, spreading from Yukine's right side, slowly creeping over to his left. 

                    ❝ I'm Yukine. It's really nice to meet you, Kouji. ❞

          Even after their handshake broke, Yukine felt like he had so much to say to this new acquaintance of his. He was just trying to help, and as long as Yukine didn't take advantage of him, he wouldn't have to be punished by Yato -- not like he would anyway. Those past desires are long gone.

                    ❝ Hey, would you mind doing me a favor? ❞

        { ♪ } He took a deep breath.「Because, Mio don’t have a valentine, but he wanna one, but he don’t have, but he still wanna a valentine! And, it’s his mission to spread love on the world!」

          Ah, Valentine's Day was coming up, wasn't it? The thought had almost slipped his mind. A frown had graced his lips, much out of solicitude. The stranger before him had triggered some sort of emptiness within him -- he wouldn't call it irritation, nor sadness.

          Just emptiness.

                    ❝ A good mission at that. I guess we just all have our own, right? ❞