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Summary: You, 0204 (Atlas) and 5012 play truth or dare. Chaos is included.
Word count: 2.037
Notes: I wrote this before bed, so don't expect much. Gender isn't really mentioned much, if it's mentioned it is irrelevant. No use of y/n. With that said, enjoy <3
5012 had no idea how he got into this situation.
Well, that wasn´t entirely true. He´d agreed to it.
He had been so sure that they would not win the bet. He would not have agreed to it if he would have seen even the slightest possibility that you could win.
Nonetheless, you had won. Both you and Atlas, who was currently occupied shouting along to some 2000´s pop song like his life depended on it, had glamoured yourself on your first day. Impressive, he´d called it. When you called out the price of his loss, he had assumed you were joking.
There was no sense in pulling out now. He had never regretted not being able to lie and talk himself out of something more.
“5012. Truth or dare?”
You mused, your voice holding a cheerful tone that he found irritating to a degree that concerned him. He could barely make out your voice over the music, but to his absolute displeasure, he could make out the words either way.
“Truth, if I must.”
he said, making it clear to everyone in the room that, if he had a choice, he would rather be anywhere else. That only encouraged the two of you further, and even Atlas was paying full attention for once. You took a moment to consider what to ask but eventually settled on something tame. At least for now.
“Who is your favourite between Atlas and me?”
You asked and it earned you a roll of his eyes. You leaned in a little, which wasn´t exactly necessary with all of you sitting in a circle on the ground like you were a bunch of undead high schoolers. You just had to, the look on his face too amusing to miss.
“You are delinquents. Both of you.”
He stated. You knew it was true, not even because he could not lie, but because he was right. Atlas looked proud at that, a smile on his face that bordered on triumph.
“Sure, boss man, but that isn´t an answer.”
Atlas had spoken before you had even had the chance to remind 5012 yourself and he gave you a nudge. You liked him. How could you not, this place was all rules and judgement, Atlas was just about the only amusement you had. You gave a chuckle, one that reminded you of something you did not remember.
“You. Do not consider that a compliment, remember who the other option is.”
5012 had spoken like he regretted the word before it had even left his lips, his hand coming up to rub at his eyebrows, his expression drawn into a grimace that looked almost pained at the simple idea of wasting his time like this.
“Now that´s unfair. I will woo you, just wait!”
Atlas protested like 5012 had just insulted his entire bloodline. That alone turned your chuckle into a full-blown laugh. You gave 5012 a nod of your head, signalling for him to keep going, urging him on like you already knew he would not start by himself.
“Atlas. Truth or dare?”
Atlas did not care for his superior´s tone of pure, unaltered distain, already occupied with expressing his contemplation of the question by dramatically looking out of the window, like he was trying to find the solution to a complex mathematical problem.
“Dare. Oh, and don´t be boring!”
At least he had settled on something. To your surprise, 5012 looked like he was giving it some thought, then again, you figured that he might have been incapable of not overthinking absolutely everything. He seemed to have settled somewhat. He had agreed to half an hour, at some point he must have figured that it would be less stressful just to get it over with.
“Be silent. For the entirety of the next round after your turn.”
Atlas crossed his arms in front of his chest. Those kicked puppy eyes of his could really be his trademark, at least from what you were able to gather during the two days of being well… dead. Then, without further warning, his face lit up, like he´d just been given the opportunity of his life. 5012 looked scared.
“Truth or dare. If you pick truth I’m going to cry.”
Atlas looked at you with a silent plea and a smile that was so devilish that even you thought about not going along with whatever his newest shenanigan was. But oh well, this would probably be the only opportunity you would have to be a bit overboard in this new unlife of yours. Fuck it.
“Dare.”
You gave him a look that was supposed to tell him that he shouldn´t go completely overboard. The two of you seemed to have a different definition of completely overboard.
“Kiss 5012. Properly, not on the cheek or something.”
In the entirety of your life, even your mortal life, although you were unable to remember, you had never seen a man wearing a satisfied expression quite like the one that graced Atlas´s face in that moment. In the same vein, you had also never even dreamed that someone could look as horrified as 5012 did. You probably looked similar.
“Why would we? This is entirely unprofessional. Pick something else.”
5012 exclaimed. He had exclaimed something. Raised his voice and all. You were certain that this was a dream. Atlas on the other hand, just raised his eyebrows at him like he meant to say `you chose this´. He was right. He could not pick something else, because 5012 had dared him not to speak after his turn, which was completed by definition. 5012 had realized it before you could even speak. He was going through the different stages of grief in real time, with you and Atlas as his witnesses.
“We don´t have to. I´m not forcing myself upon anyone in that regard.”
5012 was almost surprised at your statement. Almost, because he had not taken you as the kind of person who would do something as atrocious to begin with. Still, the spirit of such a game was designed to cross boundaries and well, he had agreed to play, if he regretted that decision or not was irrelevant now.
“I will tolerate it. I keep trying to get the both of you to follow rules, if I set a bad example now, you will never learn, being as incompetent as you are at following simple instructions.”
You hated that he was right. For a moment or two, you sat there staring at him, wondering if you had misheard him, but when you saw Atlas looking back at you, giving you a thumbs up, you felt the hope being snuffed out in the matter of seconds. You gave a sigh, a small exhale meant to encourage yourself before letting your eyes drift over to 5012. He had already met your gaze, pale lilac eyes observant, yet not exactly threatening. You had expected him to be threatening considering the situation.
He was your superior after all. Wait, was he? You had never considered asking about it. He was your senior, by how long? Ugh. Great, in just two days of being a grim reaper you had already managed to get yourself into this mess. You must have been entirely insufferable when you still had years of lived experience in being a menace to society.
A snap of someone´s fingers pushed the thoughts away from your mind, your eyes locating the source of the sound on instinct, finding Atlas. He was gesturing again. Urging you on, you realized. You, responded in kind, silently shrugging your shoulders to tell him you were still thinking about it.
5012 cleared his throat, a sharp reminder that he was, for better or for worse, still an active part of the issue you were contemplating. You closed your eyes and then, not before another deep breath, leaned in.
He had caught your chin as you did so, two fingers tilting your face up so gently that it could hardly be considered forceful. You allowed it, his touch almost making you flinch with how cold his hand was. He held your gaze and for a fleeting moment you thought, surely by mistake, that you had seen care in it. He was reassuring you. You were fine. He was fine. You wondered why he had not just said it. He knew that it was because he could not lie. You closed your eyes once more before closing the final bit of distance.
His lips were soft, the kiss gentle in a way that would have made your knee´s weak had you not been sat on the ground. It was a contrast to his entire persona, too light for a man like him, too warm for someone that was cold to the touch. When his teeth scraped your lip, gentle enough not to hurt, present enough to tease, you couldn´t it. The whine slipped from your lips, a stolen little thing, not meant for a moment that was being watched by Atlas, who was sitting there with his mouth agape in utter delight.
It was over before you had a chance to feel it properly, the air around you suddenly feeling too empty in the places where his touch had lingered. You blinked. Once, then twice, adjusting as quickly as you could. When you looked around, you found that the room had already moved on without you. Atlas had already found another reason to make jokes that were more than inappropriate to the situation, 5012 was back to lecturing him as if nothing had happened at all.
“Time is up. Out, both of you. I expect to see you both on time tomorrow.”
He had spoken before you had gotten the chance to say anything at all, but you were not stupid enough to consider his tone as anything but final. There was something in it though. You struggled to identify it and again, your thinking taking long enough for Atlas to have left in the time you took to stand. 5012 had his back turned towards you, his gloved hands having returned to some paper on his desk, his attention no longer a thing that you could reach for. It was a foolish notion, the idea that he would answer your question. You decided on asking either way.
“Was that bad?”
You did not know why the question lingered in your mind so much, did not know why you felt shaken. He turned to you with a raise of his brows, making you feel smaller than you were. You wished you had not asked.
“We are not playing anymore, I have no intention to answer your question. We are colleagues, we do not fraternize and you will not mention this incident again. Now out with you.”
Did you ever get shut down like that while you were alive? If you did, you felt sorry for yourself. You gave a nod of your head, your expression betraying your feelings although you had tried to conceal them. Your steps were heavy, like the rain that had begun to fall outside of his windows, the rain that should not have been there at all considering the void this place had instead of a sky.
Just when your hand had wrapped around the handle of his door, a second thing that should not have been there at all joined the first.
“It was not.”
You felt the words in the hollowness of your chest, a soothing thing that your mind soaked in like it was the first breath of fresh air you were allowed to take. You did not consider looking back, you knew it would only end with another reminder to leave him to his peace, instead you did as you were told, making the way to your bedroom and sinking into the cushions of your bed.
Sleep did not find you that night, although you could have sworn that it had passed quicker than usual. It was no wonder, the way your thoughts repeated his words like a broken record was a form of meditation after all.
I love that cozy Vergil was the last thing I drew in 2025💖 I was only going to draw the book version but how could I not draw his pouty sleepy face!!! ヘ(≧▽≦ヘ)♪
