A/N: I think I'm about ready to murder the dog downstairs… I have my Bose on, music turned up almost to the point of pain and I can still hear it… this is after I left a note in front of their door asking them to do something about the damn thing… This is not… ugh… I like dogs okay? But they're just so f***ing noisy most of the time… It wouldn't be so bad if it was just barking but it's crying… don't mind me while I tear my hair out…

Disclaimer: *grumbles about too much noise*

A Hair's Breadth

She looked at him, his fingers were still damp and warm from the dishwater but that hardly mattered. She wrapped a hand around the back of his neck and pulled him back down for another kiss. This one was longer, their lips sliding together and just the tiniest hint of his tongue running against her lower lip before they separated again. Both of them blushing heavily and breathing a bit deeper than they had been moments before. He smiled at her, his eyes glinting with the smallest hint of a glow and she couldn't help but smile back. This was so much more than she thought, this was more than a little crush wasn't it…? He ran a hand through her hair then and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"Thank you," he whispered in her ear again and then he turned back to what he'd been doing before, leaving her feeling flustered and unsure of what to do next. So she just let her now very noodle-y feeling body go onto autopilot and she just placed dishes back where they belonged, smiling like a schoolgirl the whole while.

They began a new game of chess but both of them were finding it hard to focus on the game and neither of them caring. Amelia prepared for bed and Vergil did the same, sitting back on the couch to enjoy a book for a bit before falling asleep when Amelia stepped back out in her nightgown. He looked up, surprised, before she just walked over, grabbing a book and sitting down next to him. He looked over and smiled, nudging her gently with an elbow and then giving a soft 'oof' as she slumped her weight against his side, never looking up from her book but a light blush dusting her cheeks. The half devil couldn't help but smile again, taking a large inhale through his nose, enjoying the smell of her shampoo as it tickled his nose. Is this how his father had felt about his mother…?

At one point he looked over at her and noticed that she had fallen asleep against his arm and he smiled, marking his page and setting the book on the arm of the sofa before navigating to be able to pick her up and carry her gently to her bedroom. He pulled the covers back from the bed and had settled her into it, just about to leave again when she grabbed his shirt.

"No… don't go…" she whispered and Vergil paused, unsure of what to do. Was she just talking in her sleep…? Her eyelids fluttered open and she smiled sleepily. "Stay…" she said gently. He gave a ghost of a laugh and pulled back the covers on the other side of her bed, crawling between the cold sheets and feeling his cheeks heat up as Amelia snuggled into him immediately but he was amazed at how safe he felt and how quickly he fell asleep.

-Rise-

Amelia was so glad that the next day wasn't one that she had to work on, since she hadn't actually set her alarm last night when she'd fallen asleep on the couch. Wait… she wasn't still on the couch… she blinked a couple times and then remembered what had happened. Vergil had carried her to bed and she had asked him to stay… she felt her cheeks heat up, she couldn't believe that she'd done that…! She looked over to the side and saw him, still sleeping peacefully next to her, looking like there was nothing wrong in the world. He looked so much more gentle than he usually did when he was awake, he was so serious normally. She almost wanted to giggle when she noticed the smattering of dark scales across his cheeks. He was getting back more and more of his control and power every day and with it seemed to be a habit of just changing bits of himself between human and devil on a whim. The brunette gave a warm smile and kissed his forehead, enjoying how his eyebrows crinkled when she did. His pale eyelashes fluttered and he opened his eyes, the irises seeming almost like ice in the morning sun.

"Good morning." she said with a smile and he couldn't help but smile back at her, the memories from last night drifting back into his head.

"Good morning." he said back, his voice thick with sleep still. He yawned and wrapped his arm around her, pulling her in close and closing his eyes again, intending to snooze for a bit longer. He wasn't normally one to waste time in bed but he felt this morning was an acceptable exception. Amelia gave the slightest of squeaks as she was pulled flush against the half devil's chest and then calmed when she heard his heart thudding strongly behind his ribs. Though Vergil wasn't exactly pleased when she pressed her icy cold feet against his legs, surprising them both awake with a yelp.

"Good gods woman! What is wrong with your feet?!" he said, definitely awake now. Amelia just gave him a devious smile.

"Your legs are so warm…" she said and he flinched as she made contact again but didn't pull away this time.

"Fine…" he grumbled.

A/N: That's all I can do right now… I'm sorry I'm gonna go crazy over here… maybe I'll play Bloodborne and listen to the screams of beasts… that's definitely an improvement -_-

Till next time,

-Winged Element