// you've got a passion in those eyes //
Smiling against Asta's forehead and shifting enough so they both might be comfortable - not that the where and how matters much to Danta now, so long as the who remains the same - he draws back as the other man glances down at him, his fingers whispering along the shimmering obsidian of his horns, catching stray locks of dark hair to tuck them back and out of the way. Leaning into the touches offered in return, he does expect the butcher to break their silence eventually, though not with that particular question.
Blinking as if trying to figure out if what the other man has said is real, Danta has to glance away (they're getting there, but gods if it isn't a slow process), though the smile curling across his lips suggests that he's absolutely heard him correctly. "Yeah, I'd like that," he mumbles, nipping gently at the inside of Asta's wrist and letting his hands fall, at last, to loop warmly around his shoulders. "Just name the time and place, and I'll be there."
As if Asta wouldn't struggle to find the time to prepare such a date with how Danta is always nearby these days.
Blinking as if trying to figure out if what the other man has said is real, Danta has to glance away (they're getting there, but gods if it isn't a slow process), though the smile curling across his lips suggests that he's absolutely heard him correctly. "Yeah, I'd like that," he mumbles, nipping gently at the inside of Asta's wrist and letting his hands fall, at last, to loop warmly around his shoulders. "Just name the time and place, and I'll be there."
As if Asta wouldn't struggle to find the time to prepare such a date with how Danta is always nearby these days.
Dantalion
// so aim it straight and true //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
