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dolletro · 1 year

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Tender Moments

Hello everyone! Thank you for all the feedback! I really appreciate every single one ^^ I had this idea that lived in my head rent free for weeks now so i ended up writing it as a continuation for the other fanfic!I hope you will enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing! Word Count: 1.6+k

Chilly breeze swayed the curtains despite the blinds being tightly shut. Through the small gaps golden sun rays tinted the walls and the posters and paper sheets you called "manga wall" that were plastered around your room. You must have forgotten to close the window after you opened it to let some fresh air in. To be fair, he couldn’t really feel the cold underneath the mountains of blankets you placed on him. Even your cats were nestled into his sides keeping him warm even more. Vergil's eyes scanned around to find your clock you always manage to relocate, only to realize that your phone was on the nightstand right next to him, along with a tray of food, a bottle of water, mug with something hot inside judging by the steam, a strange pill and a note dedicated to him.

"Went with my one and only babygirl because he wanted to wake you up for a job.

I dunno if you like soups but that is all I was able to cook sorry! Also, the tea is herbal, not your usual choice of tea. Hope it tastes good, it should help with fever.

Eat, take in your medicine and hydrate and rest plenty!

Will be back in the evening... hopefully"

He was grateful, yet he couldn’t help but feel like everything else other than the medicine on this tray felt a bit too excessive. You took your time to prepare a meal and tea for him, without knowing when he would wake up. Vergil took his time while he ate, enjoying the quiet atmosphere of your room. The stillness felt a tad bit out of the ordinary, although this was the third time he had ever stepped in, even then the first two times were to inform you about a quick change in the training schedule. He intended the third time to be just the same, but there he was, sick in your bed.

With a sigh, he took the mug into his hand, carefully not to spill any on your blankets. The tea had quite an unfamiliar smell. He took one sip, it tasted sweet but at the same time there was a bitter tone to it. Vergil found it interesting, and somehow it reminded him of you. Maybe he was just associating now, since he was sure you were the one who brewed tea for him and not Dante; though you certainly asked for help from him, the soup was just a tad too salty; or maybe his fever was running high again.

He placed the now empty mug back on the tray, and he decided after taking the medicine in, getting more sleep would help him recover quicker.

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Vergil once again awakens to a soft rustling. When did he fall asleep? He could see Agni and Rudra resting and glowing next to the door, staying silent. You probably asked them to do so. Then, he noticed you. The shoes were still on your feet and the same clothes you probably went out in were now covered in blood, they must have been uncomfortable, yet the first thing you did when you came home was to wash your hand and check up on him. You tried to be as quiet as possible, he knew, by the way you slowly lowered yourself to his level to check his temperature with the back of your hand then your lips.

"Good. Hope you are having a nice dream." You were too focused on collecting the dirty dishes on the tray to notice that he, in fact, was awake. Your name rolled off of his tongue, quiet and hoarse earning a small but kind smile from you as you sat down on the bed next to him.

"How are you feeling Verge?" Quick to abandon the tray, you brushed the stray hair strands out of his eyes. Your fingers were cold against his burning, feverish cheeks.

"Certainly better than yesterday evening…" He slowly sat up. There was a twitch in your hands, he noticed. Perhaps you didn't like how close the two of you were currently seated, yet there was a slight doubt in his mind, as your eyes were plastered on his fingers and the back of his hand. The room was so silent he could hear how your heartbeat quickened just for a short while. Hesitance was apparent in your stature, as if you wanted to say, or do something but were afraid to do so.

"I'm glad your fever has gone down a bit." You slowly and gingerly grabbed his right hand with both of yours. The ring on your middle finger is just barely cooling his skin. Refusing to meet his gaze you rubbed small circles on Vergil's palms, inspecting the small cuts and calluses he gathered over the years as a result of wielding a katana.

"I was a bit worried, you know…that is why I reassured you that it's okay to stay here." Like a mouse's, your voice was quiet and meek, a rare occasion truly. You had always been just a tad bit louder than an average human being, either not knowing when you were shouting or just completely ignoring it. Your shining personality showed well in how outspoken and easygoing you were with those who you think are important to you, your loved ones, be that family or friends, you certainly were ready to give everything you have. Yet now Vergil just realized, this is the other end, the kindness and the caring nature in you. The way you are now holding his hand so tightly, afraid, as if he would be gone in a blink of an eye. If he had to be completely transparent, he never really paid any mind to your gentle touches in the past few months, but recently it became quite evident how you caressed his back in a calming manner whenever Dante was being one big idiot, or the way you sat closer to him whenever you two happen to be reading on the worn out couch, as if you were gravitating towards him every time.

Speaking of his brother, now he was hyper aware of the difference between the way you shared skinship with Dante and between the way you did with him. Lingering fingers, asking for his attention without demanding anything, always soft, always warm.

There was an itch, planted deep deep inside of his mind. What would it feel to initiate the kind of tender touches? Would you reciprocate it, or would you be in too much of a shock to even process it? Vergil had barely given himself enough time to mull over such things. In the past he deemed relationships as useless distractions, now since he just feels like he is undeserving of love. You always broke him out of his prison of thoughts, when he was internally beating himself up over the past and you never asked nor expected anything in return. For that Vergil is utterly grateful, since there cannot be such an item that could ever hold the same value as your reassuring, kind words, albeit sometimes they were masked with sarcasm.

God and heavens above, he really does cherish you more than he could've ever thought.

The blue devil didn’t know how long he was lost in his mind palace. Eyes grazed your features, just like they did yesterday. Today, for the first time, he let himself be pulled in by your presence. His hands gingerly wandered on your arms, delicate shoulders and now cheeks, just as hesitantly as yours did before. They were certainly tinted with blush, something you always brushed away, too embarrassed to admit it. Yet now your sheepish smile and a glint in your eyes allowed him to experience such a thing.

Neither of you dared to speak, afraid to ruin the tender and memorable moment between the two of you. Your heart was about to break out of your ribcage, this was something the both of you certainly noticed, although now Vergil was wondering if it was because you were nervous about it, or if it was just the affection you happen to receive from one and another.

As if you wanted to change the, albeit unspoken, but obvious subject, you cleared your throat.

“How was the tea Verge?”

“It was…bitter.”

“You didn’t like it?” there was a tiny bit of panic noticeable in your eyes. Vergil shook his head and gently tightened his grip in your hands, reassuring that you didn’t do anything wrong.

“I did enjoy the tea itself, the taste just perhaps took me by surprise.”

“Sorry, I read nettle tea is good for a cold and the flu, so I thought maybe it would help with the fever too.”

“There’s nothing to apologize for.”

“I should go clean up after that, I’ll leave you to rest.” you already missed the warmth Vergil’s hands provided as you stood up to your feet, checking the blankets if you got any demon blood on it or not. Your eyes fell on your console just for a brief moment, but you quickly averted it, thinking it would make too much noise. Those seconds were enough for Vergil to figure out what you were thinking about.

“Your games are the last thing that would honestly bother me at this point.” he said, giving attention to both cats as he was petting them.

“They slept like that all day?” you placed your hands on your hips, only now noticing the way your cats were nestled against the blue devil. Vergil nodded his head, while it was your time to shake yours, only now it was in disbelief.

“Honestly, why am I surprised?” and with that sweet chuckle you disappeared into the bathroom.

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ransprang · 5 months

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Confessing to Vergil in front of BFF! Nero

You and Nero were jamming out to r&b and rap songs on Nero’s phone in the DMC van. The music was temporarily muted when his phone buzzed. He lifted up his phone, “Ah it’s just Vergil asking where I am. Let me text him back quickly.” He put down his phone and the song resumed. You looked at him with an eyebrow raised “Shouldn't you call him dad by now?” Nero chuckled “Not yet...I don’t know”. You gave him a soft smile, “I think he yearns for it Nero, he would glow if you did.” Nero smirked, “I think he has glowed enough as of late, as Urizen.” His phone buzzed again. Nero, puzzled, looked at his screen, “He said he's on the way, I wonder why”.

You looked red faced hearing this from Nero, frantically getting up and messing around the place to find your hair brush. You found the nearest mirror and start combing right through the knots. Nero looked confused, and slightly disgusted, “What the hell do you think you're doing? With my brush?” You turned around with a mania in your eyes “SHUT UP!” as you turned around and looked for lipstick and eyeliner in your bag.

The door of the van slid open as Vergil stepped in, “Nero, Dante has important new information we need to go now to investigate.” He caught sight of you, stunned, standing there with your mouth half open. Your lipstick applied on only your lower lip and eyeliner on one eye. Nero was staring at you too, “Vergil, let's go investigate. I think she has completely lost her damn mind.” As Nero got up and Vergil was about to step away, in a panic you reacted to save your reputation, "Well I have a big crush on you Mr. Vergil."

Vergil looked down at you, eyes slightly widened, but otherwise he made no hints of being surprised by the words that left your plump lips. “Hm. Is that so.” He glanced over at Nero, who had an expression as though he was a puppy who had been kicked. It was obvious by the way Nero looked at you that he was not surprised as he was heartbroken.

Vergil stepped in as a dad, as he held Nero’s shoulder and guided him out of the van, “We will deal with this later my boy, first we've got work to do.” Your eyes wet with tears, thinking, how could you say that? Why did you say that? Going crazy with your thoughts you decided the easy way out was to ignore the whole debacle. You stepped out of the van and said “I'll bring the car around to your guys’ location.” Vergil looked back with a softened gaze and small smile, “That would work, see you there soon”.

You parked the car in an alley close to where the monsters were sighted. You saw Vergil waiting to guide you up ahead to help the boys. He was alone as he held you by your upper arm “Hold on I have to talk to you” you looked at him pursing your lips afraid of the reprimand. Vergil looked at you in the eye seeing your nervousness he cut to the point “I always knew. But let's not mention this in front of Nero, okay?”

Your face brightened up. “So, do you like me back, Mr. Vergil?” He looked partially embarrassed, smiling showing his dimples, looking down. You didn't wait for an answer as you lunged forward kissing his cheek, you stood back and looked at him. Vergil pulled you closer to him, you stumbled forward and put a hand on his chest. He gazed into your eyes, “Well yes, love. I did have to contain myself since Nero harbours feelings for you as well.” You shifted around uncomfortably, you do care about Nero, but you just love Vergil so much more and in a different way. Vergil saw you look conflicted and caressed your hair, “Worry not little one, I’ll handle him. Just focus your attention on me from now on.” While you looked dazed at him, he eventually had to let you go and said he’d contact you soon after the mission.

Unwilling to wait too long and not knowing when the next mission would be in Vergil’s profession, you both decided to go on a date the very next day. You met him at the train station, from where you headed to the coffee shop. He was wearing leather pants, a t-shirt and a leather jacket, glaring at the passersby as he waited for you. Your heart melted at noticing how he had put some effort into dressing up and you fiddled with your sundress nervously.

You both decided to head to a cute coffee shop you had found nearby, but before you set off you held out a small wrapped package to Vergil. “What’s this, love?” “It’s for you,” you replied, not quite ready to meet his gaze. Vergil gave you a small smile, his icy exterior melting at your kindness. It was a bracelet, which he slipped onto his wrist quickly. As you continued with your date, Vergil suddenly started walking in the wrong direction. Confused, you asked, “Where are we going?” He smirked, showing his dimple, “Come I have a surprise for you too.”

He led you to a shabby shop in an alleyway, but inside it was the biggest collection of cosplay items you had seen. They had full cosplay sets, props as well as rolls of fabric, wigs, makeup and everything a cosplayer could need. Your eyes widened, and you looked towards Vergil. “It’s for you,” he smiled, echoing your words from before. Unable to resist, you stepped towards him and leaning on your tippy toes, you planted your lips on his, feeling the quirk of his smile beneath yours. Finally, Vergil was all yours.

Your vans,

admins sav, san & sar

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shoukanjo · 1 year

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devilmayfamily · 1 year

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How would dmc 3 Vergil deal with having a crush?

Oh boy. He was not ready nor aware of such an emotion that could hit him this hard. Vergil is only 17-19 around the time of the events in DMC 3, so he's definitely still going through those human teenage emotions that no one understands.

He's very set in his mind about finding out more about his father and he's not giving up on it. Meeting you however does stop him in his tracks for a short time.

You've talked a few times and it was originally for Vergil to see if you knew anything about his father but upon learning you knew nothing, the man still finds a way to get into conversation with you.

Vergil finds himself trailing you almost everywhere you go. He says it's all just coincidence but he's really making sure that you're ok. You seem to find each other most in the local library.

The two of you end up spending a good few weeks together until the devil man finally decides he needs to leave. Any more time spent laying in your bed meant less time he had to harness his father's power but maybe five more minutes would be ok.

Vergil tells you his leaving is to keep you safe but you don't understand what that means. You don't know about his true nature and he hopes you never will.

He left your small one-bedroom apartment early in the night so as to not have to see your face when you realize he's gone but as he walks away he can feel his own cold heart shatter.

He'd come to care for you (love you even, though that word scared him) but he couldn't stay. He didn't see it as an option right now. He had what he thought were more important things on his mind right now. As much as he wanted to, staying with you wasn't something he could do right now.

You never see the mysterious man again for some time. You promised yourself when you see him again, if you ever do, you won't fall in love with him again. Seeing him after he came back from hell after DMC 5 made that hard. But maybe this time he was ready to fall in love.

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