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

🌸Trying To Start A New❄

( Here we go a small chapter, I've had on hold for a while. Took me some time. I have some small new ideas to add.)

The next morning I awake feeling fairly well-rested, but I had a headache. More like a migraine. I didn't want to exactly blame it all on Vergil. It was probably me overthinking stuff about him though.

Putting on the fuzziest clothing I could find, and throwing on I shuffled out of my room in my fuzzy socks. I needed some food, tea, and a painkiller. It was one of those days. I made my way to the kitchen. All three of the boys were there, except instead of Vergil V was there. He had white hair though. 'It's been a while since I saw that..' I thought to myself.

'....I feel like a vampire...' I mentally thought. I was all dizzy, and sleepy still. As I threw my tea, and small food together. The brothers watched me. Each has their own thoughts about how I look odd, and different. It was a bit concerning.

'W-why...are they looking at me like that.....?' I paused my mind for a second and reminded my thoughts of the past couple of days.

I slowly picked up my tea cup, and took one sip as I stood at the counter. 'Wait.....- OH God......oh no.....that's right....I..I! am...VergIL's....PArtner NOW!!' My head burned, as the cup slipped from my hand and crashed to the floor.

Their's eyes twitched seeing my strange display of rage, confusion, and denial play before them.

'OOh...no.._____ is taking this harder than I thought' Nero thought, worried a bit.

Vergil was shocked, or should I say V. He did not understand why I was acting like this suddenly.

Dante being the adult for once stood up quietly and walked over to the broken glass on the floor.

I stepped over it like it was nothing, taking my toast with me. It was quite warm outside today. The weather was changing finally. So I went into Vergil's garden without a sound.

"Ha....t-this....is...new.." Dante sighed, having no choice but to clean up this glass. 'Fix this Vergil, this is your doing. You made her like this...' Dante mentally sighed.