The surprisingly ‘cute’ sound earns itself a smile from the creature. Thumb lightly stroked the male’s cheek, fiery red settling itself upon the demon’s visage. At times words were simply not needed.
The adopted child of Misfortune held his father’s gaze; hues of green always seemed piercing through one’s soul but here it was soft though for how long is the question. A quiet purr vibrates within the demon’s throat as he leans into Dante’s touch as lips pulled into into a mischievous yet content smile. No. Words were not needed at all.
It was nice though to make his father smile instead of scowling down at him with dislike.
He does not need to talk if he doesn’t want to, Dante will just give him a (gentle) pat on the cheek regardless of that fact~.
Insert cute chirp here!
(( TW ONIONS I LOVE U OMfg ; u;
I THOUGHT YOU’D LIKE THAT B)
That’s right. Evvvvvaaaa’s gonna make me french onion grilled cheese sandwiches. B)
Aaaaaah babu! ;w;