~ A Devil May Cry 5 X Reader Collection set in different Alternate Universes.
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“There is nothing you can do that I have not already done to myself."
It's your motto for the last month. This emotional roller coaster is starting to annoy you. From the very beginning V exerts his dominance and tries to act like the real leader. Which he isn’t. With the absence of Dante, you are the more experienced and the oldest Devil Hunter. But when you try to pull the team together, he ignores you. When you plan your next move, he always disagrees with you.
And what’s worse, he keeps nudging you with his metal cane.
You have enough. It’s time to talk it off. Or to fight, this time in open. However, with little strength you have left after another quarrel, you decide to keep it private.
***
“V.” You simply said, gaining the attention of the poet that one boring and uneventful morning. “We need to talk.”
The man was about to make a believable excuse when he noticed your narrowed eyes. Heck, he was about to say something but, you quickly cut him off.
“Now.” You dropped the word onto his face with enough emphasis to make him oblige. You, then, turned away, expecting him to follow you.
“Should we,…?” Nero whispered to Lady.
The Walking Arsenal only shook her head in response. The Bewitching Devil, on the other hand, made things clear for the young Devil Hunter.
“Let them talk this out.” Trish quietly said, knowing the tense situation that has been brewing up between you and V during the last few days.
Meanwhile, the poet only sighed, leaving him with no other choice but to follow you. He was aware of your strength and capabilities as a Devil Hunter, he just preferred to do things his own way. Like you, he was aware of his own power, and he honestly only wanted to make things easier for him by executing wiser, much more efficient plans.
But, it seemed that you were really not meant to be partners, at all - two dominant and headstrong beings clashing with each other at any given time.
He kept all those things in mind as he followed you outside the building towards an empty alleyway nearby.
And when you finally faced him, he was not really surprised at what happened next.
With your left hand, you pointed your gun at him, and with your right hand, you pointed your rapier at him.
However, the poet only grinned at you as he tapped his metal cane on the ground, at the same time summoning his demonic feline familiar - Shadow.
