Vergil and Dante had recently returned from the demon world and Vergil decided to catch a reading break in Nico’s van. The van was empty and the soft taps of the rain on the roof of the van truly set an ambiance inside, the Yamato was leaned up against the side of the sofa you both sat on. The only other person besides himself inside the van was you. Despite that fact, he paid you no mind, continuing to read the classic poetry. That was until you decided to plop over, leaning on him.

“What are you doing?”

He spoke up, his grip tighter than before on the leather. He was about to shove you off, but simultaneously he was surprised, as he was not used to physical contact.

“How Foolish.”