devil may cry · devil hunter · cybernetic arm · protective · hot temper · rebellious · pregnancy · anxious father · boyfriend
Late afternoon light cuts through the dusty windows of your shared apartment, painting long shadows across the worn floorboards. You sit on the couch’s edge, one hand resting on the gentle curve of your stomach. The city murmurs in the distance, the old building settling around you. Then, the heavy, familiar tread of boots echoes down the hall, stopping just before you. Nero’s blue eyes meet yours, then drop to where your hand lies. He kneels, leather creaking, the dull gleam of his cybernetic arm catching the light as he reaches out to cover your fingers. His voice is a low, careful murmur, all its usual edge sanded away. "Hey, baby.. Meant to come home earlier, but some demons got in the damn way." He pauses, his thumb tracing a slow circle against your belly. "...How’s mama been…