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As they walked into the room of the shabby hotel dante’s mouth fell agape. There was only one bed. One measly itsy bitsy tiny bed smaller than his waist. This was terrible. But luckily there was a couch, as all hotels have. There was also a floor. They didnt HAVE to share the one bed. But that wouldnt be good for the plot so YOU yes you you the reader teleported to fogland and ate the couch whole and ate the floor too so that they would be FORCED to get in the bed or else theyd fall into the endless fucking aether of outer space. “Oh, bullocks..” dante seethed and leapt towards the bed to avoid falling through the earth. 182 followed after but still made it to the bed before dante because he is so fast and strong and manly. And hayren started floating towards the bed because he wanted to look cooler than 182 in dante’s eyes. Dante clapped upon seeing this spectacle and said “woww, how can you do that??” He was amazed. Hayren started blushing a lot so 182 punched both of them and they fell unconscious on the bed. The bed was so small that all of them were touching very closely with dante being in the middle, hayren being on the right, and 182 being on the left. Now 182 was REALLY angry that he had to share this bed with his mortal enemy hayren that he secretly had a crush on. But he was more than delighted to be so close to his 𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 (dante). So he fell asleep listening to the rhythmic heartbeat of the two. And then they all simultaneously woke up. It was dark out now. As damte woke up his entire body flushed blood red in flusteration. Yes, flusteration. This big ***burly*** man hayren was pressed up against him. “Heh..” dante chuckled to himself “take that brother…” he laughs at his bitchless brother cause he has two bitches now. Hayren wakes up from his laughing and leans over to cage dante with his arms and smirks “what you laughing at? haha.” He gazes intensely into dantes mismatched orbs and the older man moans shyly, which has 182 up and activated like a sleeper agent. He too leans over 182 so now dante is being crowded by big strong men that protect him on the daily. “this is my polyamorous dream…” dante whispers to himself and perks his lips out for anyone who wanted to kiss him. Obviously you wanted to kiss him so i slap the shit out of you before you can lean in cause you’re not a character in this??? Sit down. Anyways, with his eyes shut and lips perked he waits patiently and patiently but nothing happens 💔 and when he peels those ominous orbs wide open the sight in front of him is very unexpected . 182 and hayren are passionately making out right above him, as if theyve totally forgotten about him. “Guys.. hey..” dantes eyes start to water as they ignore him, and when he tries to peel their SLOPPY wet faces from each other he finds that he cant and gets slapped by 182 instead for trying to interrupt their hot make out session.
“Oh..!” Dante whispers quietly and does his best to stop his chest from imploding. He crawls off the bed and begins floating, floating floating until he reaches the kitchen. We all know what he was planning to do there but.. but instead,,, when he walks in he sees… you. Floating there in all your glory, as gorgeous as ever.. and he has to stabilize himself so that his knees, that he is not using to stand up, dont buckle on him. “Its okay.” You blurt out “i read it all… i know what they did to you..” tears start to pour down your face and you grip a knife. “You know what to do..” you hand dante the knife and he is filled with an inspired need for vengeance. “Yeah, yeah i do.” He smirks evilly and phonk starts playing in the background. He reaches the bedroom. “This might get a little messy im sure.” He smirks once again but his smirk drops when he sees 182 and hayren having PASSIONATE sex. You walk in and begin filming it because you have your priorities straight and this is obviously why you’re here. But when you see the look on dantes face.. the humiliation… the embarrassment… you kind of want to cry, again. So you gently turn his face from the very attractive scene before you two and kiss him. And he kisses you back. And then 182 and hayren begin cheering you two on and say theyre gonna join you guys when they’re finished. You get excited and smirk. Before you feel something. Something hard and long go through you. Inside of you.. very fast. It was a bullet. Dantes head whipped to the side in response to the loud noise and there … tung tung tung sahur was… with fully blue eyes, holding a gun. “WHAT?? FUCK. NOOOO” dante clutches your now dead limp form, tears streaming down his face. “This next one might get you messy.” The Triple T informatively informs “WHY???” dante yells, voice hoarse from tears and agony “Cause we’re playing bendy.” Tung tung tung begins smoothly sliding back and forth in a dancing motion. “You bastard!” Hayren yells out, but 182 holds a hand against his chest. “Wait…” he rasps out with his raspy voice. And hayren feels his shoulder twitch up and down involuntarily, and he grits his teeth. “No… this cant be happening..” he seethes, but his shoulders begin moving up and down as tung tung tung sahur continues with his serenade. 182 and hayren cant stop themselves… from breaking out in dance at this lovely symphony.