˖ 𑣲⠀⠀ ⠀ Vergil ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀╴╴╴╴╴⊹☾・ .‧₊˚ ☽ ‧₊˚˚ ╴╴╴╴╴₊˚⊹˚ ╴╴╴╴˚ೃ⠀
100% had the absolute worst cooking capabilities and ate the blandest meals known to man. Would eat something he completely smoked to a crisp, or simply eat something raw, something that you're really not meant to eat raw. Because why does it matter?
⠀ ⠀"I value sustenance, flavour is irrelevant."
⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀That was, until he met you.
On one of your earliest dates, you had offered to prepare dinner at your place, to avoid the busyness of a Saturday evening in the city. You had cooked a fairly simple dish, small sample of spices and ingredients, nothing too intricate but from the way Vergil had reacted, it was as if he had tasted the nectar of the gods - something about the dish quite literally altered something within him that day.
Perhaps it really was the best meal in the entire world, it could have possibly been how it reminded him of dinner that his mum used to prepare for him and his brother, or maybe, just maybe it was the concept that someone cared enough to go out of their way for him. Someone took the time to gather, prep, and put together a heartfelt gift, for him. And that someone was you. You had thought to do something so sincere, so meaningful, so loving... for him. And that meant a lot, whether he chose to tell you or not. But don't fret, he is a man who shows his admiration through actions, not words... and show, he does.
Now, he takes great pride in his food, and learning new meals has become quite the past time for him. The kind of man to get you to taste test every single thing he makes, literally dragging you away from work or the phone, holding a spoon up to your lips as he has a slight smile strung onto his. Knitting his brows together in anticipation, awaiting your thoughts and feedback.
Early in the relationship, you would teach him meals, techniques, and help him manoeuvre his way around the kitchen - whilst he quietly and intently watched you, blush creeping up to his ears each time you reached over for a utensil or ghosted over his hands to demonstrate. But the longer you two are together, the more he continues to grow into a confident cook, often finding you around the house to offer you little snacks, or setting up an intricate 3 course meal when he's home from work. Even cooks food for DMC on a good day, intentionally serving Dante last, or just not serving him a plate at all. Definitely the type to kick everyone, other than you, out of 'his' cooking space, but does equally enjoy when his brother sneaks his way into the kitchen to steal some snacks - just because Vergil then has an excuse to throw knives his way whenever his little brother pokes his head around the door.
⠀ ⠀'Alright, alright, sheesh, I got it.. I'll wait.. damn. See this Y/N, pure bullying. I'm starving over here.'
10/10 helper in the kitchen though - and will gladly run the show if you let him.
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Ahh first official post.. kinda wild - I hope you liked it !! Also if you want a longer version of one of your first dates with vergil (like an actual imagine) please do let me know !! I'd be very happy to comply, and honestly.. I think I'm gonna do it anyway because i wanna see it~~
