/// come close to midnight, hell fade me down
and then my eyes got used to the darkness
and then my eyes got used to the darkness
His fingers are warm and focused as they slip into the open expanse of his waistcoat, meeting Asta’s relaxed muscle and posture even as he adjusts to accommodate Danta’s face pressed in against his throat. The sensation is numb in some places where the scars are worse, but he can feel the gesture all the same - able to put the pieces together.
He hears the confidence thereafter, the muffled tones that scream sleep and happy, and everything that the butcher needed. It drags him into that comfortable balm of sleepiness, letting the exhaustion spread through his limbs, cushioned by the lush patch of moss they’d found, even ignoring the yellow leaf that zips down toward them in silent arcs to land on Danta’s golden hair as it spills over his chest.
Plucking it to let it fall back amongst the rest of the earth they’d momentarily borrowed to take their nap, he curves into Danta in turn, pressing his lips to his cheek and jaw, murmuring a gentle goodnight, darling in return - half using his body as both an anchor and a shield with his arms a warm embrace around his lover.
He listens to Danta’s heartbeat and breaths slow until he’s sure he’s asleep - using it to drag him under the weight of his exhaustion, too, until they both would likely wake up when the cold starts to set in.
- FIN
He hears the confidence thereafter, the muffled tones that scream sleep and happy, and everything that the butcher needed. It drags him into that comfortable balm of sleepiness, letting the exhaustion spread through his limbs, cushioned by the lush patch of moss they’d found, even ignoring the yellow leaf that zips down toward them in silent arcs to land on Danta’s golden hair as it spills over his chest.
Plucking it to let it fall back amongst the rest of the earth they’d momentarily borrowed to take their nap, he curves into Danta in turn, pressing his lips to his cheek and jaw, murmuring a gentle goodnight, darling in return - half using his body as both an anchor and a shield with his arms a warm embrace around his lover.
He listens to Danta’s heartbeat and breaths slow until he’s sure he’s asleep - using it to drag him under the weight of his exhaustion, too, until they both would likely wake up when the cold starts to set in.
- FIN
Astaroth
and everyone that i knew,
was lost and so long forgotten after you ///
was lost and so long forgotten after you ///
