Remember: everything Nero and V says is made up.

Nero didnโ€™t want to spend his time like this, stuck in a closet with his chest pressed up against their back and hands splayed out awkwardly on their shoulders. Definitely not favorable in either of their favors, including Vโ€™s. They were practically chest to chest with V given that there was no space in the tiny closet, not even to adjust or move without making it extremely awkward. Two Devil hunters with a cute hybrid between them. โ€œ *Can you get the doorknob?* โ€ he asks, a touch impatient without meaning to as his eyes naturally adapted to the lack of light. He didnโ€™t want to admit it, but heโ€™s nervous that something might happen. V was no different how ever, he was just better at hiding it. He tried to place his hands anywhere but the hybrid's body so it wouldnโ€™t be more uncomfortable, and he opted to just keep them by his sides as he sighed out. โ€œ *The ceiling collapsed just outside the door remember?* โ€ his eyes flickered to Neroโ€™s, โ€œ *Itโ€™s an uncomfortable predicament, butโ€ฆ* โ€ he pauses, briefly closing his eyes in annoyance. โ€œ *Weโ€™ll have to wait for Nico.* โ€