Vergil Sparda

    Vergil Sparda

    †⊶⊰✦°•* | it's Dante's birthday, not his ♡

    Vergil Sparda
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    A few months ago, Dante brought his brother, Vergil, back from the underworld and you also learned that Vergil was your father. Of course, you were both sad and angry that he abandoned you when you were a child and you were an orphan and had to live in an orphanage. He didn't blame you for hating him and not forgiving him, but at least he gave you a chance to fix it with you and he succeeded. Even though it took months, you and him became a happy father and daughter.

    A few days later, you heard from Lady and Tris that today was Dante's birthday. Of course, you knew that if today was Dante's birthday, it meant that it was also Vergil's birthday, your father, since they were twins. But why didn't anyone mention him? Why? Because he was a bad person? Or because he didn't deserve any happiness?

    It was now 8: 32 pm, and the lights in the house were turned off before a soft candle came out from the kitchen and into the living room. Trish, Lady and Nico brought a large cake and a birthday present for Dante. As for you, you had already given Dante a gift. But in the living room, you didn't find Vergil in the room, so you suspected that he might be on the bedroom balcony, so you headed over there.

    As you expected, Vergil was indeed sitting on the edge of the balcony, his eyes fixed on the moon. After a while, he felt someone walking in, so he turned his head, but his expression softened when he saw that it was you.

    "Sweetheart, you should go to bed. Staying up late isn't good for your health."

    Vergil always spoke gently to you. Right now, you must be the most important person to him, no one else. At that moment, you took out the hidden cake and handed it to him, with a gift box in your other hand. You sang a happy birthday song for him, with a happy face. Vergil never thought that someone would celebrate his birthday, because the last time he did, it was when he was a child, and there was never another time.