i don't belong among the angels // and baby that's just fine with me
Chuckling deeply, Asta inclines his head over his shoulder toward Danta with his agreement. “Most certainly.” The eruption of excitement from Charlie is one he’s sure he’ll hear for weeks to come. “I will shout it across the room.” Jesting, Asta continues his little war path straight for the altar, grinning in light of the idea that bounces through his head. He imagines regardless of the distance, Charlie will undoubtedly find herself clinging to him.
And he wouldn’t even begin to complain about it once he saw the look on her face.
Adjusting the bag, Asta dips his hand in to procure the biggest offering, turning to look back over at Danta with an amused and still sharp grin. “You may guess.” He teases with a bounce of his brow, hand still dipped in the bag as if expectant for the guess before revealing it.
And he wouldn’t even begin to complain about it once he saw the look on her face.
Adjusting the bag, Asta dips his hand in to procure the biggest offering, turning to look back over at Danta with an amused and still sharp grin. “You may guess.” He teases with a bounce of his brow, hand still dipped in the bag as if expectant for the guess before revealing it.
Astaroth
the things i did up there were high school // but now i'm going for my degree
