Blinding Strike Vergil/V x Reader(Devil May Cry)

🌸🌹I'll Be Here🌸🌹

Here I was sitting on top of Vergil's bed wrapped in an assortment of blankets he happened to dish out. Claiming it's for my comfort. At first, I didn't want to act...weak, showing I couldn't be away from blankets. I knew all too well how Vergil disliked weakness, or even showing it.

But after many stares, and random pauses from him reading his book out loud across from me. I thought it was okay to bury myself in the blankets. Yeah..., the two of us were still working on getting over rough..patches, and awkward moments. Him scoffing, and such. I guess it was true, me and V naturally got along better. Even though it was still Vergil himself. When he's V, he still sees everything through his own eyes. Yet for some reason he has a harder time controlling himself or trying to behave more like V, being nice and calm.

According to Vergil himself, he needs. More different power, to deal with that situation.

"Are you comfortable?" His eyes looked up from his book. He sat on the bed with me, leaving a large gap from me. "Yes, I am." 

His eyes narrow a bit. "Don't...lie to me. Lying is a weakness." He said in a low voice, that had no threat in it. "Ooh.." I said. For a moment I was surprised that he could tell. I was comfortable. I guess that my rapid heartbeat I forgot to mention, told him otherwise.

"I can tell something is causing you to be restless. So don't you lie." He repeated. Vergil's eyes fell on me once again. "..sorry.." I mumbled below my breath. The man shut his book. I slid off the bed. He set his boot to the side. It was at least an hour since he started reading.

"A change of pace perhaps..." I watched as Vergil pulled out a violin from its case. Just before he was about to play the violin in the corner of the room, he spoke. "If you listen to what I say, the demons will not harm you. You have my word." He sighed, with that, he began to play some classical music.

After a few seconds, I began to feel my anxiety deep in me melt away a bit. Vergil played..as if he was V right now. I could feel that through his music. Vergil did not stop playing even for a second, till he sensed all my anxiety left me. He always kept one eye on me, making sure I was okay. '...I miss V...too...' I thought to myself. As much as I tried, and have warmed up to Vergil. We weren't quite there yet, like when he's V. Vergil sighed to himself, feeling a bit of sadness flowing from me. He could sense my heart beating slow to a normal speed though, that was good enough for him.

After some time, he stopped playing and set his violin swiftly back into its case. Vergil looked sleepy, he began to develop large dark bags below his icy blue eyes. I slowly slide far over to the corner of the bed, still curled up and awake.

He took note of my movement. Making his cold devilish heart ping a bit. Seeing I was still not that comfortable with the arrangement. It made him feel a bit better, knowing I stuck with it for now though. After all, he was still a man. Right now he didn't want to scare me away, worried the demons might attack his home.

I didn't talk after that but stayed quiet. Vergil very cautiously.., and slowly sat onto his bed. Deep down hoping I wouldn't punch him for this. He had to keep his demonic aura close to me, in order to protect me. When he's V, he just didn't have that kind of power.

I felt the bed sink in a bed from the distance I placed between us. 'God...stupid heart! stop beating. I don't want him to hear it!' Sadly there wasn't much I could do. The technically threatening, cold devil man Vergil was in the same room, and bed with me.

Very slowly I slid down into a laying position, still wrapped in a pile. I faced the wall away from him. I couldn't even look at the man. It would only make things worse.

Meanwhile, Vergil faced the other wall, still awake. His eyes were still sharply awake. Trying to see if he could sense the demons back away. He couldn't sleep yet, not just yet. If he was to sleep, his aura would become weaker. He needed to stay awake longer, and not dare falter yet. He grits his teeth quietly in the darkness. On top of that, he could once again tell I was restless.

What could he do? to help this poor woman. He wanted to help, but he would only cause more confusion.

One idea popped into the man's head. It made him cringe..from his comfort too. Almost blush if I may add. After pondering the idea for 20 min. Vergil very slowly inched over to my side of the bed. His own heart almost caused him to pass out. 'PFT Why...am I acting like this?!' He asked himself. 'I am not some school girl..pft!' He huffed once again.

As time passed, I eventually calmed down and started to nap. Thinking Vergil was two feet away from me. However, he was not anymore. I did not know that anymore, cuz I was long gone to lala land.

Vergil sucked in his breath. Very slowly he lay down right beside me. If it wasn't for his control right now, he practically would have slapped himself down on the bed, surely waking me up to his horror. Some people might think he was being creepy at this point. He kept on telling himself that this was necessary. 

He carefully placed his arm over me from a  distance, then froze in place. His head down now tucked in behind my back, and he prayed I wouldn't wake up from this. After seeing my breathing was normal, I didn't reach back and tried to slap him. He put on his full blast demon aura. Trying to completely block out my presence. After a bit of time passed, he thought it was finally safe to sleep. Vergil dozed off his face flat on the pillow.

All night when I slept I never noticed Vergil had his one arm draped over me. Thought I felt some warmth. Something just told me it was just the blankets. What would happen in the morning though, when it was time to wake up and face the day?