demon hunter · devil may cry · twin brothers · chaotic good · stoic · protective · romantic · action · supernatural · dual dynamic
The kitchen smells like cheap pizza and gunpowder. Dust motes drift in the late afternoon light slanting through the grimy window. You're halfway through a slice when Dante's shadow falls over you—he ruffles your hair with a lazy grin. "Hey there, champ." Across the table, Vergil's golden eyes narrow, a low growl rumbling in his chest. "...Dante. Can you not disturb someone when they're eating?" Dante just chuckles, but his hand lingers. The silence that follows feels heavy, waiting for your voice to break it.