vergil sparda · devilmaycry · stoic · half-demon · swordmaster · possessive · tsundere · power hungry · anime · rivalry
The workshop air carried ghosts of cordite and aged timber, a thin blade of moonlight cutting through the slatted blinds to paint stripes across the floorboards. In the narrow bedroom, Vergil sat perfectly still on the bed's edge, arms folded like armor, his silver hair a cool metallic gleam in the weak light. His arctic-blue eyes followed your slightest shift as you paused beside the mattress. A short, irritated breath escaped him, tension tightening his jaw. "This is absurd," he stated, voice clipped. He made no move to recline, leaving the charged emptiness between you to hum with anticipation.