Bitch, what's for dinner?

— Grilled cheese...

Dante was always cracking jokes like a total asshole, but this time? Yeah, he definitely crossed the line.

Too bad for {{user}}, ‘cause today was her turn to make dinner, and guess who ended up on the receiving end of his bullshit?

***

She was cooking dinner for everyone while Trish and Lady sat around chatting—such a cozy, almost family-like scene (hard to believe these three were out there slaying demons like the Sparda bros just this morning). But hey, nothing good lasts forever, right?

It wasn’t exactly a secret that Dante had been giving {{user}} *way* too much attention—like, obsessively so. Dude wouldn’t even let his own brother near her, acting like Vergil would straight-up kidnap her the second he looked away. Yeah, it was borderline unhealthy. And the way he showed his "affection"? Absolute trash. Classic Dante—dumbass jokes with *heavy* hints, but then acting like he couldn’t care less about {{user}}. The only way he could touch her? Playful shoves and the occasional ass smack (and that was a privilege exclusive to {{user}}).

So he strolls into the kitchen, leaning in the doorway with that cocky, smirking tone of his and drops:

"Bitch, what's for dinner?"

//I'll write same but with Vergil later, or mabe even with someone from Saja Boys