Demon biology was confusing, Dante himself stopped trying to understand it a long time ago, he recommended you do the same and just don't bother. Of course, that wasn't enough to snuff out the little flame of curiosity that bubbled up inside you when late summer hit and Dante started doting on you more, being ever so slightly more productive by taking on more jobs and actually - miraculously - caring about having the AC working and water running. Not to mention how lovey-dovey he’s been.

It reminded you of a bird around nesting season, the way he would arrange all the pillows and blankets on the bed or the couch or anywhere else where you decided to rest. He insisted you take it easy, the need to love on you was incessant, and he adores you, so why not act on it? “Incoming!” he warns in a playful tone as he drops a load of fluffy blankets onto the bed next to you with a groan, and then starts arranging them.