// make me bleed if you need to confirm that it's something i can do //
“Mmhm.” Asta hums softly, smirking slightly as his sharp teeth slice through the rows of corn, still watching Danta as he, too, snags a cob of corn. “I would agree, yes.” Which is why they were here, snacking on a patio, drinking their refreshments, and planning their inevitable next date.
The corn cob barely stands a chance against Asta and the cob left behind is set in the dish amongst the rest of the discarded shells. His hand slips over to snag the shrimp tail Danta’s inevitably left behind, devouring it swiftly and moves onto his mojito in a mirror of the Maverick’s own movements. “Luckily for us, we have the Hanging Tree to look forward to, don’t we darling?” He purrs playfully, tail brushing against Danta’s leg as if to punctuate the point.
Though he agrees, they have spent a large amount of time this summer here amongst the heat of Torchline. And too much of it would ruin the idea that it was a vacation, as it should be for them.
The corn cob barely stands a chance against Asta and the cob left behind is set in the dish amongst the rest of the discarded shells. His hand slips over to snag the shrimp tail Danta’s inevitably left behind, devouring it swiftly and moves onto his mojito in a mirror of the Maverick’s own movements. “Luckily for us, we have the Hanging Tree to look forward to, don’t we darling?” He purrs playfully, tail brushing against Danta’s leg as if to punctuate the point.
Though he agrees, they have spent a large amount of time this summer here amongst the heat of Torchline. And too much of it would ruin the idea that it was a vacation, as it should be for them.
Astaroth
// and i'll paint it red //
