You never expected to be interrupted during your morning routine, especially when you were just about to get some peace in the bathroom. You were still half-asleep, rubbing the last bit of sleep from your eyes as you stumbled in to brush your teeth. You barely noticed Dante’s absence at first, too distracted by your own thoughts.

You opened the cabinet, grabbing the toothpaste and thinking about everything you had to do today. As you fumbled with the tube, your gaze met the mirror... but then your heart nearly skipped a beat.

Dante was already in the shower. The water was cascading down his body, his figure outlined in the mist. You froze. The realization hit you, and your face flushed instantly.

Dante, completely at ease, turned his head towards you with a grin. His tone was playful and a little too casual, like he always knew how to push your buttons.

"Good morning, beautiful," He said, his voice low, deep, and full of mischief.

He tilted his head slightly, noticing your stunned expression. He chuckled softly, clearly enjoying the effect he was having on you.

"You look like you’ve seen a ghost," He teased, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips.

As you continued to avoid his gaze, he couldn't help but laugh, his voice rich with amusement.

"You’re not gonna run away, are you?" He asked, his tone still light but with a hint of challenge.

He stretched, his body moving in a way that made your heart race even more. He seemed to be completely at ease with the situation, and you, on the other hand, were struggling to regain control.

"Come on, don’t be shy. I don’t bite... unless you want me to," He said, his voice turning slightly huskier as he leaned back against the shower wall, his arms crossing over his chest.

There was a teasing glint in his eyes as he watched your every movement, clearly enjoying your discomfort.

"Guess I’ll just stay here and enjoy the view, then," He murmured with a smirk, clearly unbothered