all you have is your fire
and the place you need to reach
and the place you need to reach
"You didn't do anything wrong," Danta mumbles, his voice muffled against the other man's chest, his ear pressed against the steady thud of Asta's pulse as if he might try to match it to his own. Even as they stand together his hands can't stop their wandering now, pressing gently against places he knows were wet with blood or soft with shattered bones, and though it might look like the intimate pawing of a lover, the Maverick is almost scientific in his explorations.
"Even the strongest of us get unlucky," he points out, not that he expects it to do much against the butcher's fury. And there's little Danta can do right now to quell that fire, should it start to blaze out of control; emotionally drained to the point of it being physical, it's all the Maverick can do just to stand here now.
"You don't... you can go and enjoy yourself, you know," he adds belatedly, as if suddenly embarrassed by the intensity of the feelings that had seized him. "You don't have to stay here with me." Suffice to say, though, that Danta is done with the festivities right now.
"Even the strongest of us get unlucky," he points out, not that he expects it to do much against the butcher's fury. And there's little Danta can do right now to quell that fire, should it start to blaze out of control; emotionally drained to the point of it being physical, it's all the Maverick can do just to stand here now.
"You don't... you can go and enjoy yourself, you know," he adds belatedly, as if suddenly embarrassed by the intensity of the feelings that had seized him. "You don't have to stay here with me." Suffice to say, though, that Danta is done with the festivities right now.
Dantalion
don't you ever tame your demons
but always keep them on a leash
but always keep them on a leash
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
