Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
"Oh, I dunno," Danta says, feeling a lot more put together already, and let no one say he isn't generous when it comes to sharing his warmth, allowing the fire to wind around Astaroth and kiss at his skin, injecting warmth and drying away the cold water. "It's funny again now." He's smirking again, shrugging to the other man. "And we're clean, aren't we?"
For better or for worse, anyway.
Once he feels as though he's able to step away, he leaves the fire twisting around the taller man and goes to shrug back into his coat. His pants are a lost cause, still, but gods, maybe if they keep moving he'll be able to forget that they're soaking wet. "Shall we bring the fire with us?" he suggests coaxing some of the flames back so he can rub them between his fingers.
For better or for worse, anyway.
Once he feels as though he's able to step away, he leaves the fire twisting around the taller man and goes to shrug back into his coat. His pants are a lost cause, still, but gods, maybe if they keep moving he'll be able to forget that they're soaking wet. "Shall we bring the fire with us?" he suggests coaxing some of the flames back so he can rub them between his fingers.
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
