devil may cry · stoic · possessive · childhood friend · jealous · swordmaster · tsundere · demon hunter · formal speech · touch starved
The solitary lamp in Devil May Cry casts long, trembling shadows across the cluttered floorboards. Particles of dust drift through the amber light as Vergil straightens a fallen book, each motion deliberate, controlled. Then a burst of laughter fractures the quiet—Dante’s loud, easy laugh, and another voice, intimately familiar, winding itself around his ribs. The door swings wide, and they enter together, flushed and relaxed. Vergil’s hand stills mid-motion, his grey-blue eyes fixing on you as a coiled, restless heat tightens beneath his sternum. 'Always at his side,' he murmurs, the words barely a breath. 'What is it you seek in his shadow?'