// day breaks sorrow //
“Very good, darling.” The butcher praises, his smile bright and pleased as they continue their practice. Round after round, he certainly notices just how well Danta is focusing, the sensation of actually trying to learn it and commit it to memory. The happiness radiates from the butcher, warm and content as their chains match one another’s in the way they clink with the movements, an additional way they can match while they navigate the instructions.
Ah, but then the confidence gets to him and as Asta steps forward when Danta should be stepping back, the two of them collide hard enough that a little wheeze escapes the butcher that he hides with the bark of laughter that accompanies the Maverick’s. “It is alright.” He reassures him, squeezing his hand where they’re still connected. He leans in to press a kiss to his nose and forehead for the trouble. “Let us start slow again, you will get the hang of it.” He reassures him, stepping back into the beginning position. “And when you are ready I can offer distraction to see how well you do under that.” Because it was often a time people could get away with more private conversations, things that couldn’t wait until the dance was finished.
And honestly? The butcher does still need to talk to Danta about his recent findings, but he doesn’t want it to be so out of left field.
Ah, but then the confidence gets to him and as Asta steps forward when Danta should be stepping back, the two of them collide hard enough that a little wheeze escapes the butcher that he hides with the bark of laughter that accompanies the Maverick’s. “It is alright.” He reassures him, squeezing his hand where they’re still connected. He leans in to press a kiss to his nose and forehead for the trouble. “Let us start slow again, you will get the hang of it.” He reassures him, stepping back into the beginning position. “And when you are ready I can offer distraction to see how well you do under that.” Because it was often a time people could get away with more private conversations, things that couldn’t wait until the dance was finished.
And honestly? The butcher does still need to talk to Danta about his recent findings, but he doesn’t want it to be so out of left field.
Astaroth
// and i still feel the edge of this cold knife //
