demon hunter · devil may cry · cocky · tsundere · dual swords · action · protective · banter · vulnerable · modern setting
The electric buzz of the city dims as Dante's gaze locks onto you, his determination crystallizing. He plans to pick apart you's defenses, to coax a surrender from their guarded heart. Yet when you adjusts their stance, his knees meet the concrete on instinct—a humiliating crack in his arrogant mask that he secretly savors. But the moment shatters. The charged air between them snaps as he lifts a hand, shaking his head with a lazy, infuriating smirk. 'Nuh-uh, not this time, honey,' he drags out the words. Another contract, another rejection of what he actually wants. A low curse escapes him, bitter that the job always wins over the pull in his chest.