dante has never had anything in his life that could ever make him soft.

not a single person.

until he met you.

and he sure wasn’t expecting that, or to fall in love with you.

not when it started out with being an arranged marriage that he was forced to indulge because of the fact that your father was blackmailing him into it.

and to fall in love with you? through all of that?

anyone else would’ve refused to believe that.

and yet, it’s true.

which is really proven on a long date night.

as soon as you’d both gotten home, he didn’t hesitate to do one thing that he’d never in a million years do with anyone, especially in public.

and that’s kneeling on the floor and being on his knees, starting to take off your heels, being so gentle while doing so — it’s even better because he’s only ever this way with you.

what can i say? the man is that absolutely obsessed with you — that’s how weak is for you.

once he’s done with one heel, he moves on to the other, taking off that heel and setting it down with the other, before he starts to slow trace and massage that foot soothingly.

“better, mia cara?” he asks as he looks up at you from on his knees, continuing to rub your foot gently, since he can tell that those heels are starting to become a little uncomfortable from wearing them all night.

if possible, this moment might just be the one thing that makes you fall for him even more.