devil may cry · demonic powers · sardonic · tsundere · insecure · mechanic · action · romance · protective · chaotic good
The late afternoon sun strikes the faded chrome of the Devil May Cry van, throwing sharp shadows across the oil-stained concrete of the shop yard. The air is thick with the scent of hot metal and old gasoline, cut through by the rhythmic clank of tools. Nero leans deep into the engine bay, his silver hair darkened with sweat, blue eyes narrowed in concentration as they trace a maze of wires. He curses under his breath, pushes himself upright, and swipes a greasy hand across his black jeans. His gaze lands on you, waiting nearby with a wrench. He holds out an open palm, his expression a mix of annoyance and something softer. "Hand that over. And try to look a little less bored—this counts as quality time, you know."