// he's nice, polite, he'll catch you by surprise //
The okay does answer all the variety of things that Asta has said. And without much else to say other than sit there and hold him, keeping him close like he’s got all these fragile, little brittle pieces that he’s trying desperately to keep all contained lest he lose too much of Danta in this quiet moment where the Theocrat could absolutely start to spiral.
And honestly? He’s prepping himself for it the best he can with gentle little strokes, soothing notions of keeping him held against his chest, realizing the nightmare he’d likely sparked by asking this of him so this perhaps wouldn’t be the last time in the next couple of days he’d have to prove to him again that they aren’t back in the Climb.
But it’s the question that takes him entirely by surprise, brows pinching as he looks down at Danta’s face when he withdraws, a small smile blooming on his face as he reaches up with his hands to cup his fiance’s cheeks, the ring on his finger still very much there and prominent as he cradles his face and scans those red tinged eyes that only make the blue of his fiance’s eyes more shocking, more beautiful. “I will always marry you, darling. Always.” He confirms, leaning in to press his forehead to Danta’s, the movement causing the edge of one of his horns to scrape against the stone. He pays it little mind. “I told you that you are stuck with me. Forever.” He’d meant every word of it.
And honestly? He’s prepping himself for it the best he can with gentle little strokes, soothing notions of keeping him held against his chest, realizing the nightmare he’d likely sparked by asking this of him so this perhaps wouldn’t be the last time in the next couple of days he’d have to prove to him again that they aren’t back in the Climb.
But it’s the question that takes him entirely by surprise, brows pinching as he looks down at Danta’s face when he withdraws, a small smile blooming on his face as he reaches up with his hands to cup his fiance’s cheeks, the ring on his finger still very much there and prominent as he cradles his face and scans those red tinged eyes that only make the blue of his fiance’s eyes more shocking, more beautiful. “I will always marry you, darling. Always.” He confirms, leaning in to press his forehead to Danta’s, the movement causing the edge of one of his horns to scrape against the stone. He pays it little mind. “I told you that you are stuck with me. Forever.” He’d meant every word of it.
Astaroth
// a smile so bright, you'd never bat an eye //
