so what, my friend, whatever will it be?
i can give you what you crave, just not for free
i can give you what you crave, just not for free
“I shall.” Asta says just as deflated, the joke falling between them like a heavy cloud, one that Astaroth feels helpless in trying to lighten the mood, not that he has any means to anyway. He simply just focuses on cleaning up the Maverick and depositing the rag on the side of the bucket.
He hears the sigh to his rebuttal and he frowns slightly, following after Danta like a lost dog toward the bed, suddenly feeling quite guilty for making the blonde have to put up with him, but it was too late now.
The wave of fire to clean him up the rest of the way and dry him off is left alone for Danta to finish with, trailing to slip under the blankets with him, unable to trust himself completely in keeping his teeth to himself after the nightmarish last few days, so he curls up with his back to Danta.
He hears the sigh to his rebuttal and he frowns slightly, following after Danta like a lost dog toward the bed, suddenly feeling quite guilty for making the blonde have to put up with him, but it was too late now.
The wave of fire to clean him up the rest of the way and dry him off is left alone for Danta to finish with, trailing to slip under the blankets with him, unable to trust himself completely in keeping his teeth to himself after the nightmarish last few days, so he curls up with his back to Danta.
Astaroth
you know what's on the line
