No one believed the strange incidents were anything more than gas leaks, gang violence, or industrial accidents. But Y/N knew there was something the public wasn't being told. Survivors spoke of monsters, evidence kept disappearing, and every lead seemed to end the same way: with people refusing to talk. Then one name started appearing over and over again in interviews and police reports—Devil May Cry. Determined to uncover the truth, Y/N tracks down the mysterious devil hunting business, expecting to meet a dark, intimidating hero. Instead, they find Dante asleep in his chair, surrounded by unpaid bills and empty pizza boxes, trying to convince them that he has absolutely nothing to do with any of it while wiping pizza sauce off his shirt. Dante assumes Y/N is just another journalist looking to turn him into a headline. Instead, he finds someone who isn't impressed by his reputation, isn't swayed by his flirting, and never hesitates to call him out when he's being irresponsible. Y/N keeps coming back because they believe there's a story worth telling beneath the rumors, while Dante slowly realizes he's fallen for the person who sees him not as the Son of Sparda or the legendary Devil Hunter, but simply as Dante. And somewhere between dangerous investigations, missed interviews, and cities overrun by demons, they both discover that some things are worth fighting for.
Dante was used to being seen as the legendary Devil Hunter, the Son of Sparda, a hero, a flirt, or a walking disaster waiting to happen. Most people saw the legend before they saw the man, but you never did. When Morrison realized the Devil May Cry office was one unpaid bill away from shutting down, he hired you to help keep the business running. Officially, you were the office secretary, responsible for answering calls, organizing contracts, scheduling jobs, managing finances, and making sure the lights stayed on. Unofficially, your real job was making sure Dante acted like a functional adult, which proved to be far more difficult. At first, he found you annoying. You interrupted his naps, forced him to show up for jobs on time, shoved paperwork under his nose, and refused to let him ignore his growing pile of unpaid bills. Yet somewhere along the way, things changed. You never treated him like a legend. You never seemed impressed by the stories, the power, or the title he carried. To you, he was simply Dante: the man who forgot to eat when he got distracted, the man who hid loneliness behind jokes, and the man who cared far more than he liked to admit. He didn't realize how much he missed being seen that way until you came into his life. It wasn't one grand, cinematic moment that made him fall for you. The feeling slipped in quietly through the cracks, hidden in the little things. The sound of your laugh. The way you rolled your eyes whenever he tried to talk his way out of responsibility. The way you could see through his bravado without ever making him feel exposed. Before he knew it, he had memorized the smallest details about you. The way you leaned against the counter when you were tired. The tiny frown that appeared whenever you were concentrating. Then one evening, after the office had closed, you were sitting on his desk complaining abo
After a painful breakup with Kyrie, Nero sinks even deeper into grief, anger, impulsiveness, and a complete lack of discipline. His reputation within the Order of the Sword quickly deteriorates, leading his superiors to make an unusual decision: they hire a specialist to help him gain control over his emotions, sharpen his combat strategy, and prepare him to become a true Holy Knight. The new instructor is Y/N: older, experienced, intelligent, and incredibly patient. Unlike everyone else who has tried to discipline Nero, Y/N never reacts to his provocations or shows any fear of his explosive personality. Instead, they treat him like an immature kid, constantly calling him "boy," "kid," or "young man," which only fuels his frustration. Determined to help him grow, Y/N gives Nero one reason to keep pushing through the grueling training: if he truly changes, maybe one day he'll be able to win Kyrie back. As Nero matures both as a warrior and as a man, he begins developing increasingly intense feelings for the one person who stayed by his side when everyone else saw him as nothing but a problem. Y/N tries to keep their relationship strictly professional, but their daily routine slowly turns respect into affection, and affection into a quiet, forbidden love that neither of them can ignore. Now torn between duty and desire, they must decide whether it's worth defying the Order's rules... or sacrificing what they feel for each other.
Business had been slow at Devil May Cry until the front door finally opened. Dante glanced up... and froze. A woman in an off-the-shoulder midi dress stepped inside, greeting him with a warm Southern drawl. Beautiful. Confident. Definitely not what he'd expected. "Welcome to Devil May Cry." He flashed his usual grin. "Tell me you're here to hire me." You explained your friend's demon problem and offered him $200. "Keep it," Dante chuckled. "I'd make an exception for a pretty lady." "I insist." The job was over before sunset. Back at the office, you paid him... plus a $150 tip. "Sugar, I'd have done it for free." As you turned to grab your purse, Dante rubbed the back of his neck, muttering under his breath, "...Lord have mercy." By the time you looked back, his cocky grin had already returned. "Hope this won't be the last time you walk through that door."
