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A few hours went by and Dante finally woke up. They felt hazy and their head hurt but they were awake. The Sinners that were still alive, which were: Faust, Don, Heathcliff, Rodya, Sinclair, and Gregor (barely), all rushed towards Dante, surrounding them in an instant.
A cacophony of voices erupted in Dante’s ears, head? Whatever.. It was a lot of noise or something, anyway. The Sinners were all trying to make sure Dante was ok while also asking if they could still rewind their clock.
<Everyone quiet down! I just got up and my head hurts like hell. Please be a little quieter.>
A few sorrys could be heard as Dante stood up. It was now morning and the Sinners carried them inside of the bus along with the charred remains of the other Sinners. Vergilius was also nowhere to be seen, Dante wasn’t sure why, yet.
<Where’s Vergil?>
“He got burnt pretty badly. So he’s probably making sure the wounds don’t get infected or something.”
Rodya said casually as she stretched. Gregor was next to her in bandages from his burns (There was also a lipstick mark on his cheek but this fic aint abt them.)
<Oh jeez Gregor are you ok!?>
“Yeah. my body just hurts.”
<What in the world happened while i was knocked out?>
The Sinners all looked at them in surprise. Heathcliff spoke up with slight agitation,
“You seriously don’t remember!?”
<Remember what? I'm confused.?>
Heathclliff let out an angry sigh. Faust decided to speak up and tell Dante what happened.
“You distorted, killed half of us, and badly burnt both Mephistopheles and Vergilius.”
<Oh jeez.. That’s probably why I feel so weird.>
Dante looked around at the charred crumbs of the dead sinners, realizing what they did.
<I should probably turn back the clock before Vergil gets here.>
Dante tried to turn back the clock. It was jammed. They freaked out for a bit, trying to figure out why it wouldn’t work. Only to find a rock that got jammed between one of the clock hands. They let out a sigh of relief and got the rock out. They turned back the clock and received the sinners. Hong Lu was still in the corridor though, so he opened the door and walked into the bus and sat down.
“Man, I didn’t think Dante had it in them.”
Ryōshū looked at Hong Lu before rolling her eyes and lighting a cigarette.
“D.A”
Sinclair spoke up translating what Ryōshū said
“Uhh, she called you a dumb ass.”
After a while of waiting and the Sinners including Dante trying their best to clean up Mephi, Vergilius finally came out of his room. Dante was the only one in the corridor at the moment and as soon as they saw Vergilius, they ran up to him and hugged him tightly.
<Vergil! I’m so sorry for hurting you! I->
Vergilius pushed Dante back because his body still hurt from the burns and he also wasn't expecting for Dante to hug him.
“Calm down Dante. I’m fine. We just need to make a stop at K Corp. so you all can get a healing ampule for my burns.”
Dante nodded as they took a step back to give Vergilius some space. In response, Vergilius stepped closer to Dante, and hugged them gently. Dante returned the hug making sure not to squeeze too hard. After a bit they pulled back not wanting to accidentally make things awkward by hugging him for too long.
“Now. I’ll get Charon, so she can drive to K Corp. We’ll assess the damage done to Mephistopheles later.”
Dante nodded as they pulled out their PDA to tell Vergilius something. They typed for a bit before turning the PDA towards him.
[Sorry for hurting you and damaging the bus :(]
“It’s fine Dante. We just need to pay for the damages, maybe replace some things. But other than that it just boils down to extra paperwork and more budgeting.”
Dante puts their PDA back into their pocket as they walk back to the bus. Vergilius stays behind to check up on Charon.
{Time skip cuz idk how else to move this scene along :P}
Its now night and Dante couldn’t sleep. They kept staring at where they got stabbed on their shoulder, their other hand drifting towards where they got stabbed on their back. So they decided to go ask Vergilius to take a look at the injuries to make sure they weren’t bad. They walked out of their still destroyed office and walked to Vergilius’ room, they knocked on the door gently and waited.
After a bit the door opened and Vergilius peeked out
“What.”
<I uhh, can’t sleep and->
“Dante, you know I can't understand you.”
<Ah, right.>
They took out their PDA and began typing. They showed Vergilius soon after
[I can’t sleep and I just wanted to ask if you could check and make sure any injuries I got aren’t too bad.]
Vergilius looked at the PDA, then at Dante before letting out a sigh and moving out of the doorway inviting Dante in. Dante walked into his room and waited for Vergilius to follow. Vergilius closed the door and sat down on his bed patting a spot next to him inviting Dante to sit down. Dante sat and typed out something on their PDA before turning it towards Vergilius to read.
[Yesterday while I was on night watch I wanted to get some fresh air, turns out there were some people nearby and saw it as a perfect opportunity to stab me in the back so they all could raid the bus. Luckily Outis was there to help :)]
Vergilius stared at Dante for a good few seconds before sighing and speaking up,
“Let me see the injury.”
Dante nodded before taking their coat off, turning so their back was facing Vergillius, and lifted their shirt so he could see the stab wound. It was a pretty big and deep gash right next to their spine, Vergilius also saw a plethora of other scars, some worse than others. He still wondered how Dante got all these scars but he decided that it was a topic for another time.
“You didn’t even bandage it Dante?”
Vergilius spoke with slight annoyance in his tone. He shook his head with annoyance before going back to making sure the wound wasn’t infected at all. Luckily it seemed that Dante had already cleaned it fairly well, so it was more of the need to properly bandage the wound before it scabs over and clings onto their clothes.
“Hang on a second. I need to properly bandage the wound.”
Dante nodded, waiting patiently for Vergilius to get bandages. It didn’t take long due to Vergilius needing to assess the burns he got from Dante’s distorted form. He began to gently bandage up the injury making sure to cover all of it. His hands were surprisingly cold and made Dante shiver slightly.
When Vergilius was done he pulled back down Dante’s shirt and stood up. Dante registered this as an invitation for them to leave back to their office. But as soon as they stood up Vergilius looked at them.
“Where are you going? You burnt your office to a crisp there’s no way I’m letting you sleep there. Sit back down.”
Vergilius hung up his coat on the nearby coat rack also grabbing Dante’s to hang up to. He walked back to his bed and sat down on it.
“Well, get comfy.”
Dante let out a confused tick as they realized what Vergillus was doing. He was trying to cuddle them! Dante didn’t really mind and thought it was quite sweet, so they laid down on their back making sure to leave room for Vergilius. In response Vergilius laid down next to them and rested an arm over their chest. They both drifted off to sleep and as the night went on they held each other closer until Dante’s head was resting on Vergilius’ chest, their arms wrapped around each other, both content and sleeping better than they’d had in a long time.