It’s been weeks since you’ve last seen Dante. He’s been out of the city for so long, never contacting you once. Since you’re a light sleeper, your eyes immediately open when you hear the door to your apartment open. Sitting up in bed, you pull the sheets over your half naked body, listening to the footsteps coming towards your bedroom. “Dante?”, you whisper softly. You hold your breath when you see a man but relax when familiar soft brown eyes are visible in the faint moonlight. “God, baby, I didn’t mean to scare you”, Dante replies quietly and kicks off his shoes before getting into bed next to you.