reaching for a book of matches
strike a light and then you'll see the real mess that i am
strike a light and then you'll see the real mess that i am
Humming a note as the whiskey goes down and Astaroth picks the pipe back up, he drags a deep pull on it. “Small blessings.” He agrees, content to keep that hand under Danta’s shirt, drawing little designs like he’s one of the pieces of paper to the charcoal Astaroth had used to craft the design for his cane.
Dark eyes take him in as he leans back to get a full view, bringing a barking chuckle out of him as he rolls his eyes. “Correct, shall I dress down more?” Eyeing him with a glint of mischief in his eyes, the butcher stills as Danta fusses over him, wiping away that smudge of charcoal he hadn’t even noticed he’d gotten there.
Consider the knot of the conversation tied, Asta exhales a cloud of smoke, letting it curl around his lips and nose before he shakes his head and glances back down toward the cane sketches. “Thank you, darling.” True gratitude was a rare thing from the Butcher. “You do not seem satisfied, though.” He notes, letting his dark gaze flit back to scan the sharp cut of Danta’s jaw, his free hand slipping up under his shirt a bit as a comforting touch.
Dark eyes take him in as he leans back to get a full view, bringing a barking chuckle out of him as he rolls his eyes. “Correct, shall I dress down more?” Eyeing him with a glint of mischief in his eyes, the butcher stills as Danta fusses over him, wiping away that smudge of charcoal he hadn’t even noticed he’d gotten there.
Consider the knot of the conversation tied, Asta exhales a cloud of smoke, letting it curl around his lips and nose before he shakes his head and glances back down toward the cane sketches. “Thank you, darling.” True gratitude was a rare thing from the Butcher. “You do not seem satisfied, though.” He notes, letting his dark gaze flit back to scan the sharp cut of Danta’s jaw, his free hand slipping up under his shirt a bit as a comforting touch.
Astaroth
i swear it's nothing personal - i swear it's nothing personal //////
