you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"Never thought I'd be grateful for somethin' that gave you nightmares," Danta says idly, letting his hand drop from Asta's chest at last to curl around him again, fingers just about able to catch the tips of the scars that carve along his back. He's happy to fall into silence as the butcher retreats into himself for however long he needs, and Danta's eyes have slipped shut by the time he speaks again, drawing him from his doze.
Laughing softly, he bullies his way up enough to gently nibble at Asta's lower lip. "I meant what I'd be like now," he clarifies. How he'd have continued without waking the other man from his stony slumber, without finding himself darkly and inexorably entangled with him to the point that his heart had learned to beat in rhythm with the butcher's.
"And I already forgave you," he reminds him. "So shut up and kiss me."
Laughing softly, he bullies his way up enough to gently nibble at Asta's lower lip. "I meant what I'd be like now," he clarifies. How he'd have continued without waking the other man from his stony slumber, without finding himself darkly and inexorably entangled with him to the point that his heart had learned to beat in rhythm with the butcher's.
"And I already forgave you," he reminds him. "So shut up and kiss me."
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
