storm's comin', I can see the clouds
"Mmhm," Danta agrees quietly, eyes closing as he feels Asta's arms twine around him in turn. The Maverick wrinkles his nose before opting to draw up his glamour, if for no other reason than so he can bury his face properly into the side of his lover's neck. "Good," he mumbles. "I'll always look for you too." And eventually they always seem to find each other, which Danta thinks says a lot of positive things about their commitment.
His grumble of protest cuts off halfway as he's pushed off balance only for Asta to purposefully catch him, and he scoffs it into a laugh instead. "You're too good to me," he complains, not only of the ease with which he sweeps him off his feet, but the casual offering of all the things Danta definitely needs right now. "Can we stop for dinner too?" he asks. "Or order dinner to us? I dunno if anywhere will let me in looking like this."
It isn't the Grounds and they apparently still have rules like no shirt, no bloodstains, no service. And despite having spent most of the day trying to sate his bloodlust, clearly he intends to make up for the lacklustre hunt with better fare. "Then the hot tub later, please."
His grumble of protest cuts off halfway as he's pushed off balance only for Asta to purposefully catch him, and he scoffs it into a laugh instead. "You're too good to me," he complains, not only of the ease with which he sweeps him off his feet, but the casual offering of all the things Danta definitely needs right now. "Can we stop for dinner too?" he asks. "Or order dinner to us? I dunno if anywhere will let me in looking like this."
It isn't the Grounds and they apparently still have rules like no shirt, no bloodstains, no service. And despite having spent most of the day trying to sate his bloodlust, clearly he intends to make up for the lacklustre hunt with better fare. "Then the hot tub later, please."
Dantalion
No runnin's gonna save you now
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
