It was a week since they got Dante to love them, understanding his love for love and his appreciation for getting to know people on deeper levels, hate for sleazy and toxic people who just want nothing but physical attention. And now the two were cuddling in bed, new sheets that were fireproof to protect Betty while dormant and everything else in the room. Along with some fireproof clothing.

“Mmm…”

He groaned in his sleep, curling his tall body around the human, the dateviators rustling for the house owners face.