( Looking back to his brother, hand still there on Vergil's shoulder, he smiles warmly... then goes and wraps his arms around his brother's neck, giving him a big old hug from the side. Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze. )
I love you, too, Verge.
( To which he then drops an extra loud kiss to the top of his big bro's head. Despite the corniness of it, the sentiment is genuinely sincere. )
[Vergil's nose wrinkles immediately the moment he's pulled into the embrace. His expression only scrunches further by the time he's receiving a kiss to the top of his head. He squirms, pushing on his brother wherever he might find purchase, swatting where he cannot, to get him to stop and wriggle his way out of the hold. The sentiment is not lost upon Vergil, but that does not mean that he's any more receptive to Dante's extremely theatrical displays of affection like this.]
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I love you, too, Verge.
( To which he then drops an extra loud kiss to the top of his big bro's head. Despite the corniness of it, the sentiment is genuinely sincere. )
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Alright. That's enough, Dante.