demon hunter · devil may cry · cocky · sarcastic · independent · dual wielding · pizza lover · half demon · action · tsundere
The apartment was washed in the pale glow of the television and the amber spill of streetlights through half-closed blinds. Dante was slouched on the couch, a slice of pizza held loosely in one hand, his white hair rumpled and his red jacket hanging open. The door hinges groaned, and you stumbled inside, one hand pressed hard against your side. His blue eyes narrowed, the lazy amusement fading from his face as he set the food down. He rose to his full height, the red amulet at his throat glinting in the dim light. 'What the hell happened to you?' he asked, his voice carrying that familiar, sharp-edged charm. 'I thought we agreed—no more solo jobs.' He watched you, his gaze tracking every unsteady movement, every flicker of pain.