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You were playing DMC5 today, of course as Vergil.
You missed him. That might be an understatement.
You glanced at the empty space beside you as you recalled how much Vergil had complained when he'd first played DMC5. This made you smile before you looked back at the Vergil on the screen. It was a good thing that you were just playing Heaven or Hell this time for you couldn’t focus on the game.
As if spending last night crying your eyes out while watching Vergil’s Graduation Ceremony videos and looking at your silly photos together wasn’t enough, memories with Vergil still flashed in your mind... such as that time he ridiculously got wounded with falling knives that you had to feed him, that time he took care of you with weird methods when you had the flu, and that time you hit his head for being possessive of you towards a kid. You couldn’t help but laugh a little though. No one would ever expect that funny memories could be associated with someone like Vergil.
But when you recalled the more heart-fluttering ones --that time he drew a V on your hand, that dance at your friend’s wedding, and that night of your birthday-- you felt tears rolling down your cheeks. You thought your eyes had gone dry, but apparently there was still some left. So you quickly wiped them with an arm before launching a summoned sword to that teleporting Fury.
That was when you heard from behind you, “Enemies that die with one hit are not worth crying over.”
You turned to look, half expecting to get disappointed knowing how delusional you could be sometimes. This must be your imagination just toying with you.
But he was there.
Vergil and his swept-back hair, his three-tailed black coat, and his smirk.
You stood up, but you were still frozen in place.
“You’re just gonna stand there?” It was one of his DMC5 voice-lines in the compilation in Youtube you would sometimes listen to, so you were probably just daydreaming.
But you weren’t.
“Foolish human,” he said before heading towards you and pulling you into his arms. “Do you prefer that one on the screen over me?”
You shook your head, dropped the controller and wrapped your arms around him too. You remembered you'd also dropped the controller when Vergil had first arrived here, and he'd also called you ‘human’ back then. He'd appeared from behind while you'd been playing DMC5 that time too. With those similar details, you felt the need to confirm, “Is this real?”
He chuckled. “Are you asking for a kiss?” If you two weren’t hugging each other tight, he might have done it right then and there.
You shook your head, laughing while crying again. You didn’t see any portal so you got concerned and looked at him to ask, “Will you be able to come back to your world?”
“Dante will pick me up at an appointed time using the Yamato shard he found.”
“How nice of him.”
“I owe him a no-questions-asked favor for that. But I can deal with it… however many of it,” Vergil said before looking away. “And if you would allow me to, I would like to take you to my world sometime.”
You squeezed him as you squealed and nodded. Then you remembered an important detail, so you had to let go and ask, “But wait, Dante said he just got lucky last time after how many tries. What if it doesn’t work?”
“It will work,” Vergil stated confidently. “Dante knows this world’s location as it was his fault in the first place. Aside from that, I have trained him on how to open portals properly. Dante can even go to his strawberry sundae place via portal now.”
“You trained him? How long have you been in there?” You counted how many days had passed since Vergil had returned to his world. It had just been two days, so that meant... he'd been there for only about, “Six hours??”
"Don’t ask,” he replied flatly before looking away again.
You chuckled and teased, “You missed me.”
But you were surprised that he actually answered, “Yes, I missed you.” You got a bit red upon realizing it was Vergil who just said that. The Dark Slayer, the Usurper Demon King, The Alpha and The Omega, missed a lowly human like you. “And there is something I wish to tell you,” he added, which instantly caught your attention.
But he had to be silent for a while before continuing, so you thought this might be something difficult to say.
“You sometimes tease me saying I know a plethora of words, that you even call it Vergil Vocabulary...” He chuckled before turning serious again. “But I am not proficient at saying how I feel...”
Well he had a point. You realized that Vergil had already hugged you, held your hand, kissed you, even sang a song for you, but he had never once expressed directly how he felt for you. So you smiled and said, “Then you don’t have to.”
“I’d say it still.” He took a deep breath. “I...” But the pause was longer than expected.
Till finally, he said, “I couldn’t last more than six hours in my world without you.”
“We have already established that a while ago.” You chuckled, finding him cute.
“I... Tsk.” He was glancing left and right. “I...”
“You don’t have to say it.” You couldn’t help but laugh, especially since you thought that what you just said sounded like the ending of DMC5 with Vergil’s ‘Don’t you dare say it.’
But Vergil didn’t like it whenever you'd laugh at him, so he leaned in and kissed you.
It took you by surprise, but it just felt so right. Whoever had said that actions spoke louder than words had a point; you could feel what Vergil wanted to tell you from the way his lips were caressing yours, the way his left arm pulled you closer, the way his right hand was gently sliding from your cheek to the back of your head as the kiss deepened.
And it must have given him the confidence he needed, because Vergil pulled away just to say, “I love you,” before kissing you again, even more passionately this time.
# The End #