// the kinda wrong that make you feel right //
"I know you know plenty of ways to show your appreciation," Danta says with a crooked smile as he unwraps the gift, his fingers stilling at the strange and otherworldly presence that seems to fill the room. "...Yeah, I did," he murmurs with equal distraction, peering over the back of the couch as well and watching the room as if expecting whatever was there to pop out and say hello. Narrowing his eyes, only when he's satisfied that there's nothing untoward approaching does he turn back to the present.
Blue eyes light up at the sight of the valet tray and its delicate branding, Danta holding it to the light and grinning. "You," he tells him, "are terribly thoughtful, you know that?" Shifting to sit up properly - sorry, Asta - and leaning in to press a kiss to the butcher's cheek, the Maverick murmurs his thanks against the scruff of his jaw before rolling to his feet, his movements substantially improved compared to a few days ago.
"Speaking of jewellery, though, and how much we are both starting to wear..." Smirking and going to rummage in one of his drawers, Danta takes out a small leather box, bringing it over to Asta so he might open it. "I thought it was time you had your own look, instead of having to borrow mine," he says with a playful wink. Within, the butcher will find the delicate bloodstone stud and the silver fang earrings, Danta perching on the arm of the couch nearest to his lover to see his reaction.
Blue eyes light up at the sight of the valet tray and its delicate branding, Danta holding it to the light and grinning. "You," he tells him, "are terribly thoughtful, you know that?" Shifting to sit up properly - sorry, Asta - and leaning in to press a kiss to the butcher's cheek, the Maverick murmurs his thanks against the scruff of his jaw before rolling to his feet, his movements substantially improved compared to a few days ago.
"Speaking of jewellery, though, and how much we are both starting to wear..." Smirking and going to rummage in one of his drawers, Danta takes out a small leather box, bringing it over to Asta so he might open it. "I thought it was time you had your own look, instead of having to borrow mine," he says with a playful wink. Within, the butcher will find the delicate bloodstone stud and the silver fang earrings, Danta perching on the arm of the couch nearest to his lover to see his reaction.
Dantalion
// the little death that make you feel alive //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
