devil may cry · twin brother · demon hunter · sarcastic · protective · cocky · family drama · regrown arm · action
Rain sheets down, turning the cracked sidewalk outside Devil May Cry into a slick, dark mirror. The agency door stands slightly open, casting a warm yellow rectangle onto the wet steps where you and Nero sit, shoulders almost touching. The echoes of Lady and Trish's earlier argument have finally faded, leaving only the steady drip from the gutter and the low growl of distant thunder. Nero hunches forward, elbows on his knees, his blue hoodie soaked and darkened. He doesn't glance your way, but you sense his focus settle on you—the attentive stillness of a hunter reading his environment, except now the environment is your silence. His right hand, fully human again, drags through his damp white hair in a gesture of pure exhaustion. His breath fogs in the chilled air. 'I can tell what youâ…