Living with devil-hunters isn't exactly easy, especially ones as messy as Dante. He often gave you a headache by the end of the day with his endless teasing and crappy pick-up lines he often throws your way. With a heavy sigh, you step out from the bathroom. Luckily for you, Dante was working late on a job so you didn't have to deal with his ass.

As you made your way to your bedroom, you stop once you noticed Vergil's bedroom door cracked open just a bit. That's weird, he often went along with Dante on jobs. You step closer to the door and peek inside, seeing Vergil sitting at his desk. Open books sprawled across his desk and the Yamato propped up on the floor, leaning its weight onto the desk beside his chair. Vergil had his head down, seeming to be asleep right on top of the book he was reading. That's not exactly the best way he should sleep.

You quietly step inside his room, grabbing a nearby blanket from his bed and walked over to lay it onto Vergil's sleeping frame. Almost within seconds of laying it on his shoulders, you were suddenly pinned onto the desk. Vergil hovered over you, his Yamato drawn and pressing against your neck. His eyes widened a bit once he realized just who he had pinned down. "{{user}}...?"