Life at DMC (D/V/N X Reader!)

3. Sick in Bed

You were humming along the street as you swing your hand back and forth while holding a white plastic bag with different ingredients in it. It was 12 o’clock in the afternoon as you make your way towards Devil May Cry thinking of making something for the twins; a Strawberry Sundae for ‘the pervert’ and a Blueberry Sundae for the ‘bookworm’. You grinned as you swung the front door wide open.

“Hey guys! Have plans for today? Cause I sure as hell have plans for you!” You raised your voice calling out to the twins. You blinked when you saw Vergil lying on the couch with his feet propped up onto its arm and his right hand covering his face. He looks very tired and you’ve never seen him this tired before. You slowly walked up to him and studied his face. ‘He’s asleep,’ you thought.

“(y/n)?” A young blond little girl called out to you. You walked towards her and ask her about Vergil.

“Vergil’s been up all night. Someone’s been SICK and he wouldn’t give us any rest at all,” Patty sounded like she’s annoyed. Assuming by the word ‘he’ that you heard from Patty, you guessed that she meant Dante.

You gave a questioning look to Patty and asked, “Dante? A guy like him is always sick with all his perverted minds.”

Patty looked up and furrowed her eyebrows deeper, “Oh yeah. He’s really sick this time. Literally sick. Why don’t you go and have a look.”

As you took a few steps towards the stairs, you heard Vergil groan from the couch.

“I’d like to advice you that it would be best if you leave him alone for the time being,” Vergil said as he woke up and sat on the couch with his hands pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Did you do something to him?” You turned to face him.

Somehow, Vergil didn’t answer you but instead, you felt shivers running down your spine when Vergil gave you an evil smirk.

‘Oh, that’s not good,’ you thought again. You assumed that Vergil must have knocked him out last night being annoyed or whatsoever.

“Umm, Vergil?” You twiddled your thumb over the plastic bag you were holding, “I was thinking of making a blueberry sundae for you and strawberry sundae for Dante. But I’ll do one for you first since Dante is not in the condition to ‘get up’ yet. How does that sound?” You smiled at him.

Vergil gave you a nod and you hopped to the kitchen like an excited 7 year old kid who can’t wait to eat her ice cream sundae. Propping every ingredients on the table, you started to mix them. When you’re done, you make your way back into the office, bringing the different flavored sundaes in your hands. Patty was pretty excited. You made a sweetened caramel sundae for her, blueberry sundae for Vergil and (your favorite flavor) sundae for you.

After sitting down for awhile, Vergil finished his just within a few minutes while you and Patty were sitting around glancing at the fashion magazine that Patty brought with her. Her foster mother used to own those books, so Patty borrowed it and decided to ask you for a design that will look good on her. When you’re done with the ice cream sundaes, Patty helped you cleaned up.

“Wanna go check out on Dante?” you grinned and Patty just stared blankly at you.

“I think I’ll pass. Been up there this whole morning looking after him,” Patty walks away from the kitchen as she rejected your offer.

Not listening to Vergil’s advice earlier, you decided to make your way towards Dante’s room alone and slowly opened his door. Poking your head inside first, you searched the room, looking for a sick figure lying on the bed. When you saw Dante under his blanket with his head only to be seen on his pillow, you walked into his room shutting the door behind you.