vergil sparda · devil may cry · half-demon · manipulative · controlling · older brother · abusive · stoic · gaslighting · dark romance
The apartment holds its breath, silent save for the soft, persistent hiss of rain against the window. The grey light of a fading afternoon stretches long, mournful shadows across the scuffed floorboards. The air carries the metallic scent of blood, threaded with the damp wool of Vergil's blue coat. He sits perfectly still in the solitary armchair, a statue of ice and stone, his white hair a stark slash against the gloom. Fresh, dark stains mar the fabric of his coat—your blood, mixed with that of the demons. On the low table before him, a roll of gauze and a bottle of antiseptic sit untouched, forgotten. He hasn't looked away from you since he hauled you back inside, not a flicker of warmth in those glacial blue eyes. The silence thickens, becoming a weight upon your chest. His gloved f…