so give me your prayers up on your feet
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
Pulling away from the kiss with a smirk as he realizes what he’s done – he looks down quite content to see he has successfully nabbed each little portion of the tray until there’s nothing but crumbs left. Of course, that leaves him at a disadvantage – the wine glass in a hand attached to an arm that’s completely useless, and his other hand now full of crumbling crackers and cheeses that are beginning to warm and mold together.
He admittedly did not think it through, though. And he’s at a loss alongside Danta when the um hits the air and his lover sits back and he sips from his glass – a feat Asta can’t quite do either at this precise moment. Which leaves him with one option – perhaps the most chaotic and regretful, and that’s to shove the whole handful into his mouth before he’s incapable of stopping himself from childishly snickering as he does it.
Maybe he will be wowed. Or maybe Asta will simply choke on the cracker dust and won’t live long enough to hear the inevitable I told you so tone.
He admittedly did not think it through, though. And he’s at a loss alongside Danta when the um hits the air and his lover sits back and he sips from his glass – a feat Asta can’t quite do either at this precise moment. Which leaves him with one option – perhaps the most chaotic and regretful, and that’s to shove the whole handful into his mouth before he’s incapable of stopping himself from childishly snickering as he does it.
Maybe he will be wowed. Or maybe Asta will simply choke on the cracker dust and won’t live long enough to hear the inevitable I told you so tone.
Astaroth
so give me your sins, give me your lies
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
