Its 3am And Im Delirious - Tumblr Posts

Vergil's reaction to a seriously injured S/O

i STILL can't sleep, so I guess we're making this a series babey! ft. Vergil and a gender neutral s/o [tw for description of wounds, thoughts of death, vergil being edgy]

Fighting alongside Vergil was easy, or so you thought until you had one little slip up. The two of you were cleaning up a stray group of demons. It was a slow day for you, on account that Vergil was more than capable of handling this himself. You let yourself get careless. You let your guard down for a second and in that second a Riot came bounding towards you, spinning at the last moment so that its scaly tail landed right on your back and knocked you straight into the wall in front of you.

Vergil turned and was able to catch a glimpse of your body crumpling to the ground. He thought you were dead. Something inside of him flipped and he sliced through the last of the demons to get to you. You laid still on the ground, facedown. Part of him was hesitant to even check if you were alive but he did eventually because he wasn't just gonna leave you there.

Your breathing was shallow and your heart rate was slow, but you were still alive. Vergil was able to situate you so you were laying on your back; so it looked like you were sleeping. He kept watch over you until you woke up, checking multiple times throughout your slumber that you are still breathing.

When you start to rouse, a purple-red bruise had already started to stretch from your brow to your cheek bone and the foundation of a black eye crept in from the outer corner of your eye. The first thing you noticed was the stinging pain of a headache; the second, that Vergil had draped his coat across your form.

"What did I miss?" you managed to string together.

Vergil's expression was distant, less stern than usual. He sat with his legs apart, holding the Yamato vertical from the ground between them.

"Not much... I suppose." He exhaled. The pad of his thumb gingerly pressed against the purple skin under your eye and you flinched away from his touch. He tsked quietly.

"I was-" Vergil paused for a moment to examine your face, "waiting for you to come to." He looked away, opting to adjust his grip on the Yamato.

"Yeah," now it was your turn to look him over, "and I bet it was uncomfortable sitting up straight for that long. How long was I out for anyway?"

A slight smile broke through Vergil's facade for a moment, but it was quickly replaced.