Could you do more of vergil being a husband and fluff or something around that? Just do your magic, literally am 🙇♀️🫠 for your writing
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Vergil wakes up with a sigh, sunlight barely pours from the curtains. A glance over to the clock on the nightstand reveals it’s still quiet early. He rubs his face, turning over to check on you, he see’s you still fast asleep. Vergil gently runs his knuckle down the curve of your cheek, it’s not enough to make you stir. Vergil admires you quietly, you look younger like this, with your face relaxed with sleep. It creates a sense of peace within him.
He tries getting out of bed discreetly, but he still when he feels your hand curl around his wrist. “Hey..” You murmur sleepily, Vergil feels a pang of guilt. “Hi.” Vergil croons back, “I was going to freshen up.” He informs gently petting your head, caressing your face down to your neck. His hand is warm, calloused from years of sword-fighting, it feels large, like it could cover your whole neck if he really wanted to. “Do you want company?” You murmur, leaning into his touch. “Only if it’s yours.” Vergil hums, being a smart ass. You extend your hand and he helps you up out of bed, kissing the back of your interlaced hands.
Vergil starts the shower, letting the water heat up. The two of you strip, Vergil turns the shower head to spray you, to which you shriek and cover your chest with your arms to avoid the harsh pelting of lukewarm water. He snorts, moving it away. “You’re so sensitive.” He murmurs, enjoying the way your hair flattens, making you look like a drowned cat. Vergil croons, brushing all your wet hair out of your face, his nails scratching against your scalp. “Wash day?” He asks, pouring some shampoo into his palm, when you nod he lathers it up, massaging it into your scalp. It’s gonna make you smell all minty, “Close your eyes.” Vergil murmurs, tipping your head back, gently running his palm back into your hair, rising out all the suds. You get to do the same to him, albeit he has to bend down a little so you can reach the top of his head.
The shower is a nice spot, but only for so long till the water starts running cold, this time you’re able to return the favor, spraying his neck and chest with cold water. His skin reacts with goosebumps and he groans, “You’re such a child.” Vergil remarks, turning the water off, notorious for being able to dish, but not receive. “Wonder where I got it from.” You roll your eyes, wrapping the towel around your torso. He smacks your butt, it leaves behind a slight sting that would’ve been worse without the padding of the towel. “Ow!” You groan, then feel his hand pat you lovingly, “Want me to kiss it better?” He says all coy, situating a towel around his hips. Water drips down his abs into the towel, he’s nicely defined, leaner than his brother, but you know he’s still strong. “Go away.” You murmur, giving him a push, he laughs and saunters off to get dressed. Vergil treats you with a nice breakfast, even toweling your hair dry with you eat. He’s a weirdo in his own right, but he’s good to you, so you think things even out.
dividers by @thecutestgrotto
a/n: hope u enjoy this anon! srry its been in my drafts for so long….
