Another lazy day in the Devil May Cry joint. Y/n napped on the couch, while Dante occupied the chair with his legs on the desk. None of them noticed that someone entered Devil May Cry and sighed, until she saw the handsome devil on the couch.

-Dante, who's that? – said Trish waking the boys up.

-Trish. – muttered Dante still sleepy. – You got back early.

-The job turned out easier than I expected. – she said. – Who's your friend?

-I'm Y/n. – he said walking up to Trish and kissing her hand. – Nice to meet Dante's...- Y/n looked at the picture on Dante's desk. – ...girlfriend.

-My who?! – Dante woke up completely by now. Trish chuckled at the situation before she explained.

-I'm not this idiot's girlfriend. – she said. – It's his mother's picture and I just look like her. Not to mention Dante is g...

-Who's hungry? – Dante cut her off before she could finish her sentence. He figured out what did she wanted to say and he was sure she would give Y/n another thing to tease him about. Yet, his silent hopes that Y/n didn't realize what Trish was talking about, were crushed, when Dante saw the smirk on his face.

-Interesting. – said Y/n before he made his way to the kitchen to grab some snack.

Time skip

Next days were a comedy for Trish and a horror for Dante. Y/n kept on walking around shirtless and teasing Dante even more than ever. It took one Dante's glance at Y/n and he received a teasing remark about it. His frustration was growing bigger with every time Y/n was playing with him like that. Trish wasn't helping either.

-Y/n, you're a great cook. – she said eating pizza Y/n made. – He would make a perfect house wife, Dante.

-I take it as a compliment, but about the housewife part I just want to add that Dante mastered cleaning by now. – chuckled Y/n and took a sip of his whiskey, while Dante clicked his tongue and looked away to hide his light blush.

-You're an asshole Y/n. – muttered Dante and walked outside to cool down a bit.

Everyone has their breaking point, where they can't stand anymore teasing and problems and Dante reached that point right now. Y/n was pissing him off basically all the time, but Dante acted like that to others too. He didn't know how annoying that behavior could be until someone started treating him this way. At the same time Y/n was a handsome and confident devil. If there was someone, who could dominate Dante, that would be Y/n, but he wouldn't let him do that so easily. If Y/n felt the same way he would have to prove himself. Dante sighed and walked back in Devil May Cry. He sat laid down on the couch and took a nap, while Y/n and Trish played poker.

-Let's spice up the rules. – said Y/n picking up Dante's interest. – Every time someone wins, the looser either answers the winners question truthfully, or takes a part of their clothing.

-Deal. – answered Trish and exchanged two cards. Y/n didn't change any cards.

-Checking. – said Y/n and watched Trish put her cards on the table. Y/n did the same and took his shirt off as he saw he lost. Three rounds later Y/n was sitting on the chair only in his boxers while Trish was fully clothed. She looked at her cards and put them down before she spoke.

-You're doing it on purpose. – she said. Y/n only smirked and whispered.

-Yeah, cause I see a pair of blue eyes watching if we are not doing anything more improper than this game. – he explained with a light chuckle.

-But it's not funny anymore. – answered Trish sighing.

-It is for me. – Y/n chuckled more and stood up. – I'm getting cold, time to dress back up... Unless Dante wants to warm me up! – he said the last part louder, making sure Dante would hear him clearly. The son of Sparda only laid back down quickly hiding his blush, after he realized Y/n caught him staring. Dante grew anxious when he heard footsteps getting closer, but of course he didn't let that show. That is until he heard Y/n's voice right in his ear.

-You can pay me a visit in the night. – purred Y/n. – Satisfaction guaranteed.