// the kinda wrong that make you feel right //
"No, I'm pretty sure your not healing quickly is down to you using your broken shoulder at every opportunity you get," Danta says, amusement twinkling in his eyes as he sits back to properly admire the butcher's new look. Much as he appreciates the jewellery in his ears, though, he can't help but also note the obvious signs of exhaustion etched into his face - which is why his next ask is double-edged.
Humming softly against Asta's mouth and the kiss he plants upon it, Danta nods and carefully tugs the blanket down from over his head before rising to his feet to fetch the repaired muzzle. The bandages on his arm are still there for now, crisp and white, and the Maverick has a mind to keep the wound covered until it's completely healed and free of bruising.
In the meantime, though, he brings the muzzle in its box from the tailor back to their couch, sinking down onto it beside Asta this time and removing the delicate metal to hold it up. "He added an extra strap, I think," he says as he turns it this way and that. "And the leather he used looks stronger. Still feels soft, though." Glancing to Asta and waiting for permission, once the butcher gives it, Danta will reach out to carefully clasp and buckle the contraption around his mouth and jaw.
"How does it feel?" he asks.
Humming softly against Asta's mouth and the kiss he plants upon it, Danta nods and carefully tugs the blanket down from over his head before rising to his feet to fetch the repaired muzzle. The bandages on his arm are still there for now, crisp and white, and the Maverick has a mind to keep the wound covered until it's completely healed and free of bruising.
In the meantime, though, he brings the muzzle in its box from the tailor back to their couch, sinking down onto it beside Asta this time and removing the delicate metal to hold it up. "He added an extra strap, I think," he says as he turns it this way and that. "And the leather he used looks stronger. Still feels soft, though." Glancing to Asta and waiting for permission, once the butcher gives it, Danta will reach out to carefully clasp and buckle the contraption around his mouth and jaw.
"How does it feel?" he asks.
Dantalion
// the little death that make you feel alive //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
