// you knew who I was //
"Mm, I thought you might." Danta smiles across at the other man, biting at the inside of his cheek not to laugh at the way Asta's hair gets caught in the antlered shape of his horns. Luckily for the Maverick, his own blond locks are swept neatly back and out of the way, the light catching against his own horns and casting small prisms of colour as he's ferried backwards.
Raising an eyebrow, only once the butcher bumps against the side of the springs does Danta realise the intention is to relax rather than to commit more mischief, and he melts more than willingly into Asta's arms and against his chest. "I am," he assures him, turning his head enough to brush his lips against the stubble along the other man's jaw. "Even more so now. I always forget how nice this place is. I didn't come here very often, before."
Raising an eyebrow, only once the butcher bumps against the side of the springs does Danta realise the intention is to relax rather than to commit more mischief, and he melts more than willingly into Asta's arms and against his chest. "I am," he assures him, turning his head enough to brush his lips against the stubble along the other man's jaw. "Even more so now. I always forget how nice this place is. I didn't come here very often, before."
Dantalion
// with every step that I ran to you //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
