// tell me i'm forgiven, say you'll always be mine //
“Perhaps I am.” He teases, voice dropping a fraction as he lets more of his accent slip, his smile twitching more roguish as his tail flicks more playfully. “I used to go by Ferox, after all.” In case Danta forgot – he doesn’t think that he has – but the name is close enough as is and he’s fine enough now to make the joke.
Settling in beside Danta once the bacon piece is handed over, Asta’s free arm slips around his lover’s shoulders, keeping him tucked in as they enjoy their breakfast and to offer plenty of body heat for him to steal. “There is someone outside just in case.” He’d taken on a few underlings for additional help and the attuned harbors an arctic shift that seems to be perfectly content stationed out in the snow and cold. It felt like the perfect job for him, anyway.
The butcher stretches a little before he snags a piece of toast, glistening with a bit of butter and sweet jam, he swallows down the bite before he speaks again. “I have not even made tea yet.” A staple as of late to try and wake him from the neverending clutches of sleep. Another clear indicator he’s very much awake now.
Settling in beside Danta once the bacon piece is handed over, Asta’s free arm slips around his lover’s shoulders, keeping him tucked in as they enjoy their breakfast and to offer plenty of body heat for him to steal. “There is someone outside just in case.” He’d taken on a few underlings for additional help and the attuned harbors an arctic shift that seems to be perfectly content stationed out in the snow and cold. It felt like the perfect job for him, anyway.
The butcher stretches a little before he snags a piece of toast, glistening with a bit of butter and sweet jam, he swallows down the bite before he speaks again. “I have not even made tea yet.” A staple as of late to try and wake him from the neverending clutches of sleep. Another clear indicator he’s very much awake now.
Astaroth
// say that everything is over, tell me i'm fine //
