// the kinda wrong that make you feel right //
"I don't know about safer, but it was getting too funny to ignore," Danta apologises with a lopsided smile, the Maverick extracting himself and scooting over on the couch so Asta might be able to lay down and stretch out as much as his long legs will allow. As the butcher settles with his head in his lap, Danta takes a moment to adjust the blankets around him, tucking a lock of dark hair back behind his ears.
"Not for the first day or so," he assures him, of how obvious it might have been. "By now, though? Yeah, you're a bit rough at holding a conversation," he admits, choosing not to mention that they've had the same pattern of chit-chat for a couple of hours now. "Sleep," he urges softly, stroking a gentle thumb along the bridge of Asta's nose and across his forehead.
"You're safe, and I'll be here awake, just in case anything happens." Which he sincerely doubts it will, based on how much the butcher needs to rest.
"Not for the first day or so," he assures him, of how obvious it might have been. "By now, though? Yeah, you're a bit rough at holding a conversation," he admits, choosing not to mention that they've had the same pattern of chit-chat for a couple of hours now. "Sleep," he urges softly, stroking a gentle thumb along the bridge of Asta's nose and across his forehead.
"You're safe, and I'll be here awake, just in case anything happens." Which he sincerely doubts it will, based on how much the butcher needs to rest.
Dantalion
// the little death that make you feel alive //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
