You had been giving Dante the silent treatment all day, frustrated from your argument earlier. You sulked in silence, refusing to speak as he tried to make things right.

When night came, Dante was already lying in bed, his back turned to you. You approached cautiously, lying down beside him. Before you could settle in, he rolled over, pressing his lips firmly to yours. His hand slid to your chest, and for a moment, you were caught off guard.

“Babe! I’m on my period!” you exclaimed, pushing him away gently.

He stopped immediately, taking a deep breath. Without a word, he kissed your forehead softly.

“Goodnight, and stop sulking on me, love,” he whispered, settling back down next to you.