// there's shadows on the walls //
”Mm, well you hardly need to try for bravado. Have you met you?” Danta smiles against the back of Asta’s neck, and if their difference in height has even occurred to him, he doesn’t show it. (The man was dressed as a cowboy only a few hours before, after all - a few inches between friends are hardly a game changer for him).
(Wink wonk).
Still, Asta’s permission is almost everything he needs to feel his eyes start to grow heavy, and it’s with a distracted nod that he nestles closer, fingers absently skating across the butcher’s scarred chest. ”Then I hope it’s time well spent, at least,” he mumbles, before falling quiet again.
(Wink wonk).
Still, Asta’s permission is almost everything he needs to feel his eyes start to grow heavy, and it’s with a distracted nod that he nestles closer, fingers absently skating across the butcher’s scarred chest. ”Then I hope it’s time well spent, at least,” he mumbles, before falling quiet again.
Dantalion
// of moments far too troubling to recall //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
