Dante Sparda x Reader

How you met:

You and Dante have been going
out for a little over half a year. You first met when you came to
Dante as a client and insisted on going with him to see the creature
that killed your older sibling and wanted to help kill it for
revenge. But when reaching the lair of the beast Dante had saved you
and you felt your heart jump, knowing that this mysterious red clad
man was the one for you.

How it happened:

Dante had been on a mission for nearly
a week and you missed him horribly. So you decided to pay a visit to
his shop and wait until he came home, whenever that would be. A few
days passed at an agonizingly slow pace and there you were in his
chair using your arms and his desk as a pillow. Only to be awoken by
the sound of heavy boots walking towards you cautiously. When hearing
the footsteps stop, you lifted your head with a yawn, only to hear a
sigh of relief “Jeez! ___ don’t do that, I thought you
were an intruder” Dante said as he released the handle of
his sword and walked over to you, before you could respond you felt
strong arms wrap around you and shivered at the feel of his cold,
signature red leather jacket against your body “I wanted to
greet you when you came home so I stayed here for a while and fell
asleep waiting” You say with a yawn as you bury your face
into his chest and listened to his hear beat, only to jump when
feeling him run his finger down the center of your spine and make you
shiver then pout when hearing him laugh “Stop laughing”
You whine as you cross your arms, soon hearing Dante’s laugh
continue for a moment before getting a kiss on the forehead and hear
him sigh “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it”
Dante chuckled as he gradually calmed.

After a while of small chatter, you
and Dante began to show affection towards each other to really show
how much you missed each other while he was gone on that long
grueling mission. Soon the small kisses grew deeper and more passion
filled, and before you knew it the both of you were upstairs in his
room and having a night neither of you would forget

Present time:

That amazing night was two weeks ago.
Now you sat in the examination room at the doctor’s office,
awaiting the results of a few tests in hopes to find out why you had
been throwing up lately and always felt so exhausted. Soon the doctor
came in holding a packet and looked up to you from the text “Miss
___...Have you done any drinking, smoking, or any sort of heavy
partying?” she asked as she pushed up her glasses, seeing
the confused look on your face “No….Why?”
You ask, already starting to get an idea of what might be next said
and started to panic a little and pray your assumption was wrong
“Well that’s good, because you are two weeks pregnant”
the doctor said, and before she could say anything else you bolted
out of the office and soon out of the building. Without even
realizing, you ran straight to Devil May Cry and froze when seeing
the bright red neon lights off and the doors locked, even though you
had a key but left it at home ‘Oh crap…That’s
right… Dante is on another mission’ you thought,
soon uncontrollably bursting into tears and leaning against the
doors. ‘How will I tell Dante that he’s going to be
a father? He’s hardly going to be around to care for the child
if he keeps leaving like this’ you thought as you slid
down and sat on the deck, soon crying yourself to sleep against the
building.

A few hours later you awaken and find
yourself in a large bed and look around to find Dante asleep on the
edge of the bed. As you slowly sit up you look out the window and see
that it is nearly pitch black out despite the small sliver of
moonlight radiating from the thin crescent moon. You hesitantly reach
out towards Dante and gently run your hand through his white locks,
jumping when hearing a noise escape the man as he shifted onto his
back and stretched his stiff limbs, you must have woken him but that
was too easy since he sleeps through almost anything “You
finally woke up, I was starting to fall asleep waiting” he
yawned as he shifted around onto his side to face you, his tired and
groggy eyes looking straight into your red, swollen eyes which began
to fog up with new tears “___what’s wrong?”
Dante asked as he put a hand on your cheek and gently wiped the tears
from your eye, your sudden tears having caught him off guard “I-I
went t-to the doctors today while you were still on your mission”
You say with a sniffle as you place your hand on top of Dante’s
and slid it from your cheek so you could hold it “Yeah?
And?” he asked as he started to get nervous and sat up,
which made you sit up so you could look him in the eye “Don’t
worry….I’m not going to die or anything” you
say with a weak chuckle before clearing your throat and sighing
heavily “I’m pregnant” you then say, curling
up to protect yourself from Dante’s reaction “Pregnant?
How? How far are you?” he asked as he slid a hand under
your chin and lifted your head “Remember what happened two
weeks ago?...Please don’t be mad” you said as you
started to avert your eyes, only to feel Dante lightly shake your
head to make you look at him again “Mad?...How could I be
mad? I’m the one that did this to you….I’m not
mad, I’m actually quite happy” Dante said with a
small chuckle as he released your jaw and took hold of your hand, now
holding both of your hands “I love you ___ and I want to be
there for the child as much as I can” he then said with a
smile, soon laughing as you smiled brightly and nearly tackled him “I
love you too Dante” you say before lifting your head and
kissing the man. The two of you spent the rest of the night talking
about the child and fighting about whether it would be a boy or a
girl, even making a bet on whether or not the child was going to be
male or female.

8 Months Later:

You give birth to twins, both boys
that had their father’s hair and eyes, but looked more like you
feature wise. Which threw Dante off since he actually won a bet, but
his prize was only a few dollars and a few days free of caring for
the child, his prize actually doubling because of having two
children, which you really enjoyed (note sarcasm). The two of you
named the twins William, the oldest, and Carter, the youngest.