Birthdays (Vergil x Reader)

"Vergil! Come on! Can you stop training and listen to me for once?!" You slap the man's back as hard as you can. He grunts as the rhythmic pounds on his back slowly chip away at his patience. Gripping Yamato tightly, he slashes at you. You barely dodge the fatal blow as you yelp in fear. You fall right on your rear and send an equally icy glare back at him.

"The hell was that for?!"

"You're annoying me. Leave." He turns around swiftly, the ends of his long coat whipping your face. Once again he continues slashing at the air, ignoring you all the while. You sigh slowly. As you get up, your heart throbbed with pain and disappointment. You two have been friends ever since you were children. Having met the twins at a young age, you thought Vergil would quickly catch on with your birthday since Dante learned first. Nope. Never happened. Your birthday would come, everyone except Vergil would greet you with joy, Dante would remind him the next day, and he would then buy you something like a chocolate bar accompanied with a quiet apology. It has always been like that year after year, so what's so different about this year? You shake your head. Fine then. If he isn't going to so much as look at you, you'll just hang out with Lady and Trish. Without uttering another word, you cast your eyes at your feet and walk away quietly.

Huh. What a surprise. Usually you were so persistent trying to get his attention but it seemed like you gave up today. Not that he minded though. He pushed these thoughts to the back of his mind as he quickly changed his blade to Beowulf and sent a flurry of punches to his imaginary opponent.

"Yo Verg!"

Vergil cringed at the deep voice. Oh great. It's him. He came to a quick halt and stared at the ground, trying to avoid his brother's gaze.

"What do you want Dante?"

"Aw, come on bro. What's with the cold shoulder?" He raises his arms questioningly and smirks. Still avoiding eye contact, Vergil pulls out Yamato and points the tip at Dante's neck.

"Leave."

"What, not even a thank you?" Dante chuckled coolly.

"I have no reason to thank you for anything." Vergil hisses.

"'Course you do. I came here to remind you that it's (F/N)'s birthday today."

Oh.

Shit.

Vergil slowly craned his neck to his brother. At the realization, Dante's smirk fell and is quickly replaced by a frown- a very rare sight.

"Don't tell me... You forgot again?"

"Shut up," Vergil hurriedly paces past Dante. "where is she?"

"Probably hanging out with Lady and Trish."

"Take me there." Swiftly running a worn cloth over his sword, he slides Yamato in its sheath. Dante nods and briskly leads his older brother to Devil May Cry.

~Timeskip brought to you by Vergil screaming 'Take my money' at a cashier~

After pouring some vodka into a wine glass, you stir your finger in the cup slowly and sigh.

"Ten." Trish says coolly.

"What?" You look up at her quizzically. The seductive female frowns.

"That's the tenth time you've sighed in five minutes (F/N). What's on your mind?" You turn to the concerned Lady and smile sadly.

"Nothing. Just tired is all." You shrug and take a small sip of the strong vodka. The burning sensation sliding down your throat made you want to scream but you ignored it. You lean back on Dante's chair and scratch your neck.

"Lying's not gonna get you anywhere (F/N). Tell us." Trish shakes your shoulder lightly while Lady pats you on the back.

"Trish is right. What's-"

SLAM

"Whooo! I'm back babes!" Dante announces as he literally kicks the door off its hinges. Trish and Lady rub their temples in annoyance and groan.

"You're going to have to pay for that Dante." They both say at the same time. Dante waves them off.

"Later. I'll just borrow from Lady."

"Oh hell no Dante." Lady swings Kalina Ann off her back and aims it at Dante. Dante scratches the back of his neck and laughs nervously before clearing his throat. Dante turns around and calls outside.

"You can come inside now!"

Silence.

Lady taps her foot impatiently while you and Trish look at him like he's gone mad. Dante slowly turns back around and chuckles nervously.

"B-Be right... back..." And with that, he dashes out of his store.

"What in the world is that idiot up to this time?" Lady asks as she leans on Dante's desk. You shrug while Trish looks at the floor in deep thought.

"Ow... Dammit V, not too fast!" Dante complains quietly.

"You're just too slow." Replied another voice. Wait... You know that voice. It couldn't be-

"Was that... Vergil?" You all ask unanimously. The three of you continue staring at each other in confusion as a little swish of blue catches your eye. You all gaze in absolute shock as a mountain of gifts struggles to enter the threshold of the shop. Dante was panting like a dog in a heat wave while Vergil was trembling uncontrollably. It truly was a sight to behold. Vergil entered the shop first, his shaky back turned towards you as Dante followed soon after. Dante peered his red and sweaty face over a colorful box and grimaced.

"H-Help...!"

"Be quiet D-Dan...te... We can-Rroogh!- can do this ourselves..."

A shocked silence followed afterwards, accompanied with both Vergil and Dante's not-so-quiet groans and cursing. At last, tired and sweaty, they finally make their way over to Dante's desk.

"On three Verg... One, t-two-"

"Dammit Dante, three!"

Craaaaaashhh

The two men quickly release the boatload of gifts as various crashing sounds resonate within the tiny shop. You watch as the mountain slowly crumbled to a messy pile as ribbons and gifts are strewn along the floor. After the last of the boxes fell, a heavy and awkward silence blanketed the area.

"Is this..." You whisper.

"All for you? Yes. Enjoy it babe." Dante sends you a wink before collapsing on the floor, half-dead from exhaustion. Vergil nearly followed suit as he collapsed on the wall.

"How much did this..." Lady mutters, a slight tone of anger strewn along her voice.

"Our... Lifesavings..." Vergil pants.

"Heh... I'm a-already broke so... It was all on Verg over there." The tired Dante points at his equally tired brother and smiles.

"All this, for me?" You ask again. They both nod. You stand up slowly, staring at the countless of gifts before you. You cover your mouth and an ear piercing shriek that no one -not even you- knew you could make.

"Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" You run over to Dante and hug his collapsed form and sprint to Vergil and hug him as well. Lady and Trish wolf whistles but you don't care. Words could not describe how happy you were. Lady and Trish look at each other and smirk before walking over to Dante.

"Ha... In the mood for a threesome eh? Sorry babes, I'm too tired." Dante smirks and waves them off. They both roll their eyes.

"In your dreams you perv." Lady spits out coldly as she takes his feet. Trish grabbed his hand and with a nod, they slowly lift up the heavy male.

"Dammit Dante, what have you been eating...?!" Lady groans.

"Oh please Lady... He only eats pizzas and strawberry sundaes, of course he's going to weigh like a whale."

Slowly but surely, they both carry Dante outside the shop. You cough awkwardly and look down.

"That was weird."

Vergil nods slowly, mostly recovered now. But you look at the gifts and back at Vergil.

"But really though, thank you Vergil. This meant the whole world to me."

He shakes his head and mumbles, "I have another gift for you."

"Huh? Sorry, didn't catch- Mm!"

In a sudden burst of life, Vergil quickly grabbed your hair and pressed his lips forcefully on yours. Fireworks exploded in your brain as you moan in absolute pleasure. He readjusts your position so you were now sitting on his lap as he hungrily sucks on your lower lip. His hands find your way to your hips and rubs small circles into your sides soothingly. His hot tongue prodded at your lip before he decides to have his way and pry your mouth open. He flicks his tongue playfully at yours, in which you quickly responded to. Wet sounds and moaning fill the quiet room, further building up the sexual tension. However, oxygen of course decided to ruin the moment as the lack of air forced you two to separate. Reluctantly, Vergil wrapped his tongue around yours one last time before slowly disconnecting from you, a thin thread of saliva hanging loosely from both your tongues. He smirks sexily as he decides to nip at your neck next.

"Tonight," He murmurs. "I'm going to give you my real gift."