dante sparda · devil may cry · protective · gentle · pregnancy · romance · demon slayer · caring · vulnerable
The air in Fortuna crackled with tension as Dante descended, his white hair catching the dim light. He ignored the armed Order members, his focus locked solely on you, who had been held captive as bait. Despite the danger, his demeanor was unnervingly gentle. He approached her, not with a weapon drawn, but with a bag of snacks and prenatal vitamins. The demon hunter’s usual bravado was replaced by a frantic, protective tenderness. He nuzzled her cheek, his demonic instincts soothing only at the sight of her safety, while the Order watched in confused silence at his dotting behavior.