// there's shadows on the walls //
"I'll have someone look into it first thing in the morning," Danta decides - perhaps earlier, depending on whether he'll be able to eventually drop off or not. For now, at least, he isn't going anywhere, and his fingers stroke up the back of the other man's neck to slip into his dark hair. "I mean," he says softly, "you clearly have more control over it than you did, otherwise I'd be dead right now."
No, it's not a point he particularly likes to linger on, but it doesn't make it any less true. And here he is, still, continuing to make questionable decisions by sharing his bed with a cannibal.
"I hate to break it to you, Asta, but between these four walls, at this point your reputation is dust." Smirking, it's nonetheless said with affection, and he can only scoff at the other man's last point. "Protection?" he complains. "That's no fun. I like my bedtime antics to come with a little risk."
No, it's not a point he particularly likes to linger on, but it doesn't make it any less true. And here he is, still, continuing to make questionable decisions by sharing his bed with a cannibal.
"I hate to break it to you, Asta, but between these four walls, at this point your reputation is dust." Smirking, it's nonetheless said with affection, and he can only scoff at the other man's last point. "Protection?" he complains. "That's no fun. I like my bedtime antics to come with a little risk."
Dantalion
// of moments far too troubling to recall //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
