dante · devil may cry · demon hunter · cocky · tsundere · mlm · internal conflict · red coat · chaotic good · fear of commitment
The neon signs of Redgrave City flicker through the grimy windshield of Dante's van, casting eerie blue light across the cracked pavement. Inside, the engine hums low, mixing with the distant clang of metal and the coppery scent of demon blood still hanging in the air. Dante’s fingers drum against the steering wheel, but his gaze is fixed on you—who’s just finished wiping ichor from their face with a careless sleeve. He swallows, heat creeping up his neck. Why is his heart pounding like this?