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Unlike when you’d been pregnant with V, this time, you often had headaches. Sometimes they were migraine attacks that would last for more than a day, which of course, got your overprotective husband fussing over you. But oddly, the pain would ease up whenever you would apply White Flower Oil, the same oil you’d used on the drunk Vergil and Dante before. The menthol scent soothed you too, helping you relax and fall asleep. Vergil would often massage you with it, with his warm hands and his best effort to apply just the right strength.
One time that he was doing so, Vergil was quiet that he seemed lost in thoughts. You two were seated, cuddling on the bed, but your head was within an easy reach for his kisses and massage. So when he planted a tender kiss on top of your head for the third time, you turned to face him and asked what was on his mind. It took a little convincing, but he eventually expressed it, “Could this be some kind of a foreshadowing that our child will give you headaches in the future?” He looked seriously worried, well, his version of it, with those furrowed brows and semi-grumpy look. Contrary to that, you burst out laughing.
You: Where did you get that? 😆
Vergil: My… research about childbirth and pregnancy. *looks away*
You: 😆 You’re so adorkable. *pinches his cheeks*
Vergil: *straight face while cheeks are pinched* ⊂＜ ￣_￣ ＞⊃
You: Is that research the science one or the demonology one? *lets go of his left cheek*
Vergil: c＜ ￣_￣ ) Neither.
You: 😆 I’d like to believe she won’t be causing me literal headaches.
Vergil: She? 😳 Y-You know the gender?
You: I can somehow feel it, I don’t know. All I imagine is having a baby girl, I don’t know why. 😅
Vergil: 😳 Finally… a little you…
You: 😆 *pinches his cheek again, but Vergil takes your hand and kisses it, then he leans in and kisses you for real* 😳 … 🙈
Vergil: 😏 *happy that his Vergil charms still work like how they used to during roommate days* *surprises you even more by kissing your preggy belly* 😘
You: 😳 … 😍
*cuddle and massage resume*
You: If she’s really a girl, I’d like to name her something meaningful. You’re worried that this might mean she will cause me headaches in the future, so why don’t we name her after the one that heals my headaches? I mean, so she won’t be causing me headaches but will be the one healing them.
Vergil: Massage? 🤨 *imagines calling a baby girl ‘Massage’*
You: 😆 Not that!
Vergil: Bedtime Routine? 😏
You: *slaps his arm lightly* 😂 This one! *shows him the small bottle of oil*
Vergil: You intend to name our child White Flower? 🤦🏻♂️ *but he’s smiling, so you hit his arm again*
You: No, just something related! 😆 Hmm, when one says white flower, what comes to mind?
Vergil: 🤔 Lily, Jasmine, Rainflower.
You: *shy smile* Back then when we visited your childhood home, I bought rainflowers and thought that they were lilies…
Vergil: *gentle smile then pinches your cheek lightly* That was very thoughtful of you, so don’t be embarrassed about it. 💡Why don’t we name her Lily?
You: That’s a good one. 😍
Vergil: But…
You: Hmm?
Vergil: What is the Japanese for lily?
You: Yuri. Why? 😯
Vergil: I don’t want the meaning to be too obvious. *looks away* And she will most likely have white hair too, so people might think we named her Lily just because of that.
You: 😂 We named our daughter from my massage oil. Isn’t that something worse? 😆
Vergil: It is not. *gentle smile that melts you* But I would like to make it a little mysterious. 😏
You: The Mysterious One! 😆
Vergil: *Slight SmileTM* So let’s… what do you call that— ah, ‘weeb’ it a little.
You: 🤣 *pinches his cheek hard* You’re so adorkable! So Yuri it is. 🥰
Vergil: *nod + smile* Yuri… I like how it sounds. And I can already imagine her being so much like you. …or the little you with whom I played horror treasure hunt before. *looks away because he can’t contain his smile*
You: You’re so cute you cherished that.
Vergil: Of course. 😏 *plays with your hand so you won’t look at him but at your hands* I have always wanted a daughter like Little You since that time… (😳)
You: 😍 Will you play horror treasure hunt with our baby Yuri too?
Vergil: Definitely. I will start planning one tonight. 😏
You: 😆
While laughing at Vergil’s cuteness, you squeezed his right arm and he faked a pained expression. Then he offered his left and said, “Balance,” making you laugh and squeeze it too. Then you faced him to kiss his cheek, but he shifted and caught your lips instead.
It was supposed to be a mere peck, but it turned into a sweet, gentle kiss that lasted for as long as it could. And when he pulled back, Vergil smiled and said, “I love you. Thank you for making my dreams come true.”