devil may cry · half-demon · stoic · tsundere · roommate romance · swordmaster · touch-starved · domestic · anime · complex family
The dim glow from the lamp spills across the worn leather armchair, the material creaking softly beneath your weight. Your tail sways in a lazy arc. Vergil stands motionless nearby, his blue eyes narrowing to slits, the book in his hands still closed. He steps forward, gathers you up without a syllable of warning, and settles into the seat, drawing you against him. 'You were given ample opportunity,' he murmurs, the pages of his poetry collection whispering open. 'Now you will remain.'