// but i'm weak, and what's wrong with that? //
"Mm, don't tell anyone else," Danta quips with a grin; being a lifesaver goes against the fearsome image he's (sort of) tried to build. Nodding after the butcher as he goes to fetch them some wine, the Maverick can't help the way his smile softens a touch to see Asta able to meander between the workers and the bartender again as if the past season had never happened. For all that he's helplessly attracted to the other man when he's at his possessive and hormonal worst, it's very much the exception to the rule.
A what? is locked and loaded on his tongue as Asta returns, but he's kind enough to explain the flavour of the wine, prompting a very ready nod from Danta. "A connosieur, as usual," he purrs, unbuttoning his coat properly and ushering them upstairs where the noise of the Dusklight will fade to a faint and thrumming heartbeat.
"And you brought snacks," he adds, raising his eyebrows. "Be still my heart." Shrugging out of his coat as they head up the stairs, he's prompt in his unlocking of their door, holding it open so the butcher can sweep inside and free up his hands.
A what? is locked and loaded on his tongue as Asta returns, but he's kind enough to explain the flavour of the wine, prompting a very ready nod from Danta. "A connosieur, as usual," he purrs, unbuttoning his coat properly and ushering them upstairs where the noise of the Dusklight will fade to a faint and thrumming heartbeat.
"And you brought snacks," he adds, raising his eyebrows. "Be still my heart." Shrugging out of his coat as they head up the stairs, he's prompt in his unlocking of their door, holding it open so the butcher can sweep inside and free up his hands.
Dantalion
// boy oh boy I love it when I fall for that //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
