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devilcursed replied to your post “Anybody miss me?”
what the fuck happened to your hair [dumb cunt syndrome kicks in]
He stares at the mouthy one for a second. “... Ah. Nero... You’re looking as worthy of getting fucked in the ass as usual.” He doesn’t explain if he means it in a good or bad way.
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devilcursed replied to your post: "Dante, I need to borrow a sword." As much as it...
“Nothing. Nothing happened to it, I just need to borrow one of yours for a little while.”
“Don’t take this the wrong way or anything, but I don’t believe you. Spill it, cutie.” @devilcursed
@devilcursed || Discovered the Poet.
“Your eyes-” V began, idly; fingers upon one hand brushing gingerly over written text within the book of which was always upon his person. “...are partially clouded. You have not been sleeping well.” Easy was it for him to notice such things, especially when they bore such obviousness. Perhaps the youth had been worrying for his significant other? Or perhaps something else entirely? “Is there something on your mind?” Not often did any of them within their patchworked group of misfits get the chance to idly chat and take a short time to relax, to be at ease and thus the male decided to take advantage of such a thing.
♒: to push them into a pool/ water surface
“Nero what the fu– “ His extremely rare cursing was cut off once V hit the water, liquid deciding that no, V wasn’t allowed to have a foul mouth, and therefore it must gag him before the full word can slip. It took a few seconds for V to come back up from the waters - while his sleeveless leather jacket was nice and fashionable, it wasn’t exactly swimming outfit, was it? V resurfaced, looking like a drowned cat with the way his hair plastered to his face. He shot an icy glare at his companion, all while trying to swim back to the water’s edge.
In a moment of pure immaturity, once V made it close to where Nero was, he lunged, making damn sure he made a big enough splash to get Nero’s own clothes soaked, and maybe drag him in as well!
✘ "What are your thoughts about me, including when we first met? And don't skimp, gimme all the dirty details."
“When I first saw you I thought ‘wow he’s just a kid’ because you were only like what, 17? And the second thing I thought was that you were the most beautiful boy I’d ever seen and that I was in for a whole world of trouble. Not just because you were so young, but because later I figured out you were my brother’s son. It didn’t dissuade me though. I also admired your tenacity and bravery. It was a lot to deal with for someone so young. I guess you could say I loved you the moment I saw you. No lie.” ( 2/10 )
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Tears were not what Dante was expecting to come from the kid, not with the way he usually acted, sarcastic and cocky. Did he think Dante was leaving him forever? The thought of it made The Devil Hunter’s heart ache. “Nero...” He says softly, “What’s wrong?”
Dante had been taken and smitten by Nero the first moment he saw him, all bared teeth and sword swinging. His brother’s sword, a kid no doubt his brother’s son. He didn’t look like Vergil, Nero was his own brand of beautiful, with shining eyes and fair, perfect skin. No doubt he had the telltale traits of a Sparda, but also, his own flair. It was a sin to think of him this way, and yet Dante was incapable of not lusting after him, of caring for him. Of loving him.
“Don’t cry, I don’t have to go.” He reached and wiped away some of those tears, even though they keep coming. “I’ll stay.” He was so glad he’d been made aware of Nero’s feelings, because he didn’t want to leave him in the first place. “If you’re giving me the excuse to stay near you, I’ll take it.”
"Then come at me, old man."
Dante grabbed Nero by the back of his hair and yanked him forward, an effortless action on his part, craning the younger man’s neck back. “So full of piss and vinegar, oh my…” He kissed Nero hard on the mouth, his tongue slipping inside as he pulled their bodies close with his other arm. @devilcursed
"You were overdue for it." He shrugs, but there's a shit eating smirk trying desperately to cross his lips. "What's the matter, old man? Gettin' soft?"
“Gettin’ soft? Around you? Never.” @devilcursed
