Hello! I love your netflix devil may cry works! And i wanted to make a request if thats okay!
Can you write something about vergil with a soft shy s/o? I just think that would be adorable!
Vergil really gives vibes of someone who is very devoted and loyal, and this probably would translate as protectiveness and gentleness towards his beloved, specially if reader is someone who gets easily overwhelmed by people like dante and lady.
I just love soft vergil with soft reader:')
hiii!! i live for this kind of trope so let’s get into it !! walk with me lovely 💞
vergil’s life pretty much revolved around being strong enough to be able to protect what he cares for.
so when the shy, pretty you came into his life, it was a set mission to do anything and everything to make sure that you were comfortable.
when you wanted something but could not put it into proper words, he’d do it for you. if you were uncomfortable with someone you’re around, he’s putting himself in between. your knight in shining armor, basically.
if you’d go out somewhere that required talking, he’d usually take over for you. remembers everything that you prefer or like so you won’t have to order it if you go out somewhere.
there was a time when vergil brought you to see his brother and his “friend” lady, he could immediately sense when your unease had started to climb. you liked the two of them, no doubt, but their dynamic and personalities clashing just wasn’t something you were used to.
they’d tease and argue about the tiniest little things, and as amusing as it could be, a part of you feared that it could escalate to the worst.
you’re sat on the couch with vergil by your side, watching dante and lady get into one of their shenanigans. your knee’s bouncing, and to your luck, and vergil notices it almost immediately.
he leans into your ear, breath warm and almost soothing. “you okay?” you answer with a nod, but you’re not so sure yourself.
vergil takes the initiative to scoot just a bit closer to where your hips touch, sliding one large hand onto your knee. his warmth soothes your nerves successfully, and you find yourself leaning into his side.
“thank you.” you mumble, and your man just squeezes your knee in response. the rest of that night, he would only raise his voice if it began to affect you.
yeah, your man doesn’t play about you.
even when the two of you are just home together, he’s always considerate about the way he touches you or shows affection. you’re his priority, and he’ll make sure that you feel safe.
the night’s fallen over the sky, and you wanted to cuddle your boyfriend, but… you had no way of literally telling him without imploding.
you’re sat on the edge of the bed while vergil’s drying his hair in the bathroom mirror after a shower. “vergil.” your voice cuts through the comfortable silence.
his eyes meet yours in the mirror. “mhm?”
you can’t find the words in the moment. your mouth opens, closes not a moment after. “i, uhm..” he seems to understand what you want, putting his towel aside and walking towards you.
“do you need something?” he stops in front of you, cerulean searching your eyes. you don’t say anything, but you stretch your arms out as a hint.
without another word, vergil’s hauling you into his arms, replacing your spot on the bed with himself and adjusting you in his lap. his arms wrap around your frame, chin on top of your head. “is this okay?”
“mm.” you hum in approval, slowly snaking your arms around his midsection. he smells clean with a slightest hint of cologne, a perfect mix in your nostrils.
vergil places a few kisses to your hairline in your silence, enjoying you in his arms. “i got you,” he murmurs softly, hands beginning to roam, caress, and graze parts of you with a reverence that makes your chest ache.
“if you want me to stop, i can, okay?” he points out, but you don’t want him to. you only tug him a little closer, safe in his embrace.
you can’t see it, but the ghost of a smile graces his lips. you’re his precious little treasure, and he’d be damned to let anyone disrespect you.