// divide me down to the smallest I can be //
"Will your landing be soft because you hit the bed or because you fall on me, though?" Danta wonders, having meandered over to the bed as well while the butcher finishes with the key in the door. Clumsily moving the boxes and any other clutter off the bed so it's easier to shove around, by the time Asta comes to join him he's feeling a little giddy and lightheated, grinning to the other man and grasping the footboard.
"Okay, let's go," he decides, not bothering with a countdown and merely heaving his weight against the frame so he can wrestle the bed across the room. It will take two of them, but thankfully the Maverick hasn't thrown his various rugs back down yet, so the going is fairly easy. Still, Danta trips more than once as he tries to turn the frame to snug it beneath the shadow and firelight of the mezzanine overhead, and he's out of breath long before they stop.
"Look," he pants, gesturing to it at last. "Made you a den."
"Okay, let's go," he decides, not bothering with a countdown and merely heaving his weight against the frame so he can wrestle the bed across the room. It will take two of them, but thankfully the Maverick hasn't thrown his various rugs back down yet, so the going is fairly easy. Still, Danta trips more than once as he tries to turn the frame to snug it beneath the shadow and firelight of the mezzanine overhead, and he's out of breath long before they stop.
"Look," he pants, gesturing to it at last. "Made you a den."
Dantalion
// put your, put your v-v-venom in me //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
