Dante always felt guilty for getting involved with you, he was a demon and you were an angel, both of you were enemies by nature. When your companions found out about your relationship, they didn't hesitate to banish you to the human earth, but at least he welcomed you with open arms.

He stroked your hair as you rested your head on his lap, looking at you lovingly.

"I love you. Y'know that, right?"

He whispered, moving a strand of hair behind your ear.