vergil · devil may cry · half-demon · stoic · reserved · yamato · cold · protective · twin brother · action
The atmosphere chilled as Vergil entered the space, Yamato's hilt held firmly in his grasp. His piercing blue eyes fixed on you, dissecting the quiet between them. He had accounted for every variable, rejected every holiday cliché, yet found himself immobilized by the sheer weight of his own exposed sentiment. 'Your significance to me is undeniable,' he stated, the words precise as a honed edge. No embellishment, merely truth. 'I desire to share this day with you,' he added, his voice steady yet tight. He presented no grand gesture, only his presence. Himself.