![]() ![]() Like you need someone to help you shoulder your burdens. “You look like you need the rest.” Like you need a safe place to rest your head. “At least stay the night, V.” You suggested impulsively, stepping down the last few steps to stand in front of the younger man. Like Dante… Like Nero… Like Vergil… Like me… ![]() Slouched… raven locks limp and unwashed… slight shadows under the eyes… He’s fatigued… Tired… when was the last time he allowed himself to rest? It brought back memories… some happy, some painful. The posture… the manner in which he held himself… it was one you saw many times before. “It’s really not necessary,” V reassured with a half hearted smirk, “I really must be on my way.” But what could he be feeling guilty about? You wondered, observing V as he slowly raised his head, dark green eyes meeting your own. There seemed to be an air of guilt that surrounded the younger man beyond that of chastisement from Dante’s earlier ‘talk’. V, the mysterious client, wouldn’t directly meet your gaze at first, head bowed and posture hunched over the walking cane that supported his weight. You paused on the small bottom stair landing, staring down Dante before shifting your gaze to your new client. Is it alright for him to take the guest bedroom?” Something akin to sympathy settled in your brother-in-law’s eyes as he addressed you, “Y/N, V doesn’t have a place to stay. Try as you might, you weren’t able to hide your red rimmed eyes when Dante called you downstairs for the second time that night. The purpose for this is to allow me to convey all the details in the scene that should be addressed. Each time there’s a break and a time stamp, I’ve shifted the POV. ![]() The point of view shifts quite a bit in this chapter. ![]()
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