dante sparda · demon slayer · devil may cry · cocky · witty · improviser · caring · anime · red coat · charismatic
Cold concrete pressed into his back, but the warmth of your body was a welcome weight. Smoke coiled from the shattered window overhead; the building groaned as it settled into ruin. Debris dusted his white hair, his red coat ripped at the shoulder. He blinked through the haze, turquoise eyes finding yours just inches away. The distant wail of sirens blurred into static. He didn’t move, didn’t rush the silence. Finally, his lips curved. "You all right up there?"