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to say dante is protective over his familiar is an understatement, so once he closes the door behind lannan, his piercing blue eyes are glaring down at him. one thing that he has always been able to do is listen, and oh is he listening intently to lannan’s words ; taking it all in and letting it sink deep. arms cross once more over his chest whilst he contemplates how to go forward, because one thing he knows for certain is that lannan cannot get away with it that easily. not to him at least. “alright,” dante pauses, still for a moment before releases a slow and deep hum. “you say you’re not the same kid as you were before… you need to prove it.” his tone isn’t threatening, not as though he is being forceful, but he is blunt. “you broke my trust the minute you hurt my daughter, and that isn’t something i’m just going to give back.” he doesn’t quite believe lannan loves felicia, but that’s the trust that’s broken coming through. “how many times did you cheat on her?” it’s something he’s always wanted to know, but hasn’t ever fully known ; he’s been skeptical, though quiet about it.
lannan was worried this conversation was going to take a turn for the worst. a turn down the shit past that lannan had. his life was fucked and he knew it. the younger closed his eyes then opened them, looking at dante, “and i understand this, sir and it’d be more than my pleasure to prove that to you, mr armstrong.” he said to the other. the male sighed softly as he breathed in. he was more than terrified, trying to not visibly be shaking in his boots, “if i tell you this, i really really hope that you can understand that i haven’t been with anyone in a long time. because i love your daughter and i want to do anything and everything to make her happy. four different people. i am so sorry, sir.” he wanted to break down and cry because he knew this would fuck over his chances with felicia.
















