// divide me down to the smallest I can be //
"You know," Danta mutters, a catlike smile curling across his lips, "I thought you'd say something like that." Fine, says Frodo, keep your secrets. Managing another sip of coffee before the other man is turning towards him properly, the Maverick surrenders all too willingly to the offered kiss - evidence that his hangover is slowly easing its grip over him - before reaching out to set his mug down somewhere. (He doesn't know where since everything is so fucking new in the room again).
"Can I interest you in another nap?" he asks, despite the coffee they've just drank. Listen, the caffeine can get to work while they're napping and they'll wake up double-awake, right? "If I don't feel like I'm dying after this one, maybe I'll consider breakfast." He might even decide leaving the bed is an option, even if leaving the room isn't on the agenda.
Either way, with or without Asta, Danta promptly slouches to burrow himself back beneath the blankets and the butcher will find the Maverick curled around some part of him depending on their position.
"Can I interest you in another nap?" he asks, despite the coffee they've just drank. Listen, the caffeine can get to work while they're napping and they'll wake up double-awake, right? "If I don't feel like I'm dying after this one, maybe I'll consider breakfast." He might even decide leaving the bed is an option, even if leaving the room isn't on the agenda.
Either way, with or without Asta, Danta promptly slouches to burrow himself back beneath the blankets and the butcher will find the Maverick curled around some part of him depending on their position.
Dantalion
// put your, put your v-v-venom in me //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
