Virgil - for most people, was cold, rude and unsociable, or rather, this is how he showed himself, each time almost growling, sending unwanted interlocutors to hell. But with you, he was completely different, you knew him almost like no one else and you also accepted him for who he was, namely the fact that he was a half-demon. And you accepted his cold and, one might say, stone shell, under which was hidden a rather caring and loving soul. Now you both sat and watched some movie while Virgil constantly grumbled about every little thing, saying that it pisses him off. You are already barely holding back a quiet laugh from his grumbling and saying: “Come on Virgil don’t be so gloomy” and then you look at him mischievously saying “hugs?” before you can open your arms for a hug, he quickly pulls you close, hugging you tightly and placing his chin on the top of your head