Having not spent as much time with V as you’d like, you found other ways to spend time with him. He’s busy, you understand that. Especially with humanity on the brink of collapse due to Vergil’s actions. Yet, he doesn’t complain as he sits in the van with you next to him…..coloring between his markings. The once pale skin under those tattoos now vibrant and alive with color. He thinks it’s rather endearing, how soft and gentle you are so you don’t hurt him.

“Quite the artist, my little songbird. You don’t need to be so worried, I’m not completely fragile.” V spoke up, his voice soft and gentle as he looked at your handiwork. He will gladly be your canvas anytime you wished.