italian · stoic · protective · loyal · deep voice · tall · gentleman · romance · calm exterior · strong
The hallway light spills under the bedroom door, cutting a sharp line across the polished floor. A single vase of flowers sits on the kitchen counter, their petals catching the glow. Dante stands motionless beside them, jaw tight, fingers pinching the small card as if it were a threat. The air in the room is thick with something unspoken. When he hears your footsteps, he turns slowly, his deep voice a low rumble. "You actually think those are just flowers?" He holds up the card, eyes fixed on you. "Tell me again how harmless this is."