The Cape Rouge, Sunday Morning

[my_own_advocate]

Three people on this boat had been on the pub crawl last night. One of them hadn't drunk any alcohol, another had a celestial liver, and then... well, there was Duke.

Poor drunk Duke, who they'd carried - carefully - onto the Rouge last night and who was likely to experience a truly horrific hangover when he woke up sometime in the next few hours. Lucifer had already set out a glass of water and some painkillers for him, and was inclined to leave it that way, since hungover Duke also had the potential to be very funny.

But for whatever reason, it was morning and he was awake. And Duke wasn't, yet. And another instinct overrode his desire to stay in bed and make fun of the inevitable crash.

So he slunk out of bed, into the kitchen, and started cooking.

[[ for those who sleep here sometimes ]]

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[okteiviakom]

Octavia woke up sometime later. She thought she felt Lucifer's absence in the bed, which seemed absurd since she was in her usual spot on the other side of Duke - but then she realized she could hear him puttering around in the galley.

Breakfast. It was a good idea.

Octavia rolled onto her back with a little sigh, and rubbed her hand over her face.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke had gotten really, truly, phenomenally drunk. More drunk than he had in many, many years. And his body was quite rightfully pissed about it.

He let out a low moan into his pillow. “Am I dead?”

[okteiviakom]

Octavia was only a little sorry about giving a little snort.

... Possibly not at all sorry.

"No, just hungover."

[betterthanaplan]

The next noise Duke made was a very manly whimper.

“Why’re boats so loud?”

[okteiviakom]

Octavia shifted onto her side, propping her head up one arm. Like she was watching over him.

"Lucifer's left you water and painkillers," she told him, a little softer. Leaning over a little for the softest, slightest little kiss against his shoulder - as well as a conspiratorial whisper of, "And he's making breakfast."

[betterthanaplan]

Duke flailed one arm out, trying to find the water without picking his head up out of the pillow.

“Then you’ll kill me? Think I wouldn’t mind right now.”

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh please, it's just a hangover," Lucifer said, as he arrived back in the bedroom holding a tray with a plate of bacon, sausage and eggs, a massive smoothie, a small glass of whiskey, and a large fruit bowl with sticky rice.

(One of these things was for Octavia. Guess which one.)

[okteiviakom]

"What he said," Octavia said with another faint snort, straightening up again so she could look towards Lucifer and his tray.

"Sonop, you."

[betterthanaplan]

Another manly whimper, more flailing, and a faint, swallowed gag as the scent of the meat woke Duke’s stomach, and it reminded him it was as pissed about last night as his head was.

He rolled over, eyes squeezed tightly shut against the light coming in through the skylight, and tried again for the water.

“Remind me not to go on a pub crawl with Summer again.”

[my_own_advocate]

"She does embody the College Party Girl spirit better than almost anyone I have ever met," Lucifer said, "Bar Doctor Linda on special occasions."

He set the tray down on the bed, and promptly moved to press the water into Duke's hand.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia sat up slowly, for no other reason except that she wasn't in any rush.

Also she wanted to see what was on the tray.

And then promptly reached for the bowl with fruit.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke muttered a thank you and pushed himself up just enough to drink the water.

“Holy shit my head.”

[my_own_advocate]

"You really outdid yourself last night," Lucifer agreed, pressing a painkiller into his hand a moment later.

[okteiviakom]

"It was a sight to see," Octavia chimed in, with some more of that gentle, wry amusement of someone who'd chosen a different route, but wasn't entirely without empathy.

[betterthanaplan]

“This is entirely unfair,” Duke said, groping for the meds now. “I should not be the only one in this relationship who has hangovers.”

[my_own_advocate]

"You wouldn't be having any if you hadn't drank quite as much as you had," Lucifer reminded him, amused.

As soon as Duke got his hands on the medication, he pulled away.

But only so he could get settled under the sheets again, himself.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia had nothing to add to that, because suggesting he stop drinking, too, did not seem like it'd go over well. Even right now.

So she got started on her sticky rice.

[betterthanaplan]

"It was Summer's 21st," Duke said, once he'd swallowed the pills. "Wasn't gonna not get drunk."

And then once he had, the night had just kept going. . . .

[my_own_advocate]

"There's drunk, and then there's drunk," Lucifer pointed out, wrapping an arm around Duke as he curled in closer.

[okteiviakom]

"This one was the latter," Octavia agreed.

Honestly, she would not have been surprised if Duke turned out to not remember she'd even been there.

[betterthanaplan]

“No shit,” Duke said with a sigh. “Guess you heard stories, huh? I assume Lucifer had to pour me into bed last night.”

The last thing he remembered with any clarity was the creepy mounted walrus head.

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, she actually came to meet us at Lux," Lucifer said, amused grin still on his face. "So we both poured you into bed last night."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia nodded. "So I did hear stories," she said, reaching out to gently pat Duke's shoulder, "but they were at Lux."

See? Not surprised.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke squeezed his eyes shut and rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"And, uh. How big of an ass did I make out of myself, then?"

Seriously, this wasn't fair at all.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed. "You were adorable."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia rubbed at Duke's shoulder a little bit more, then drew her hand back.

"It's fine, jaka," she murmured. "Nothing too embarassing."

[betterthanaplan]

Duke let out a deep sigh, then reached for the tray of food. "Anyone mind if we just . . . stay in bed all day?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Not in the slightest," Lucifer said. "I am very comfortable here."

He pressed a kiss against Duke's shoulder.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's snort was soft.

"I don't have anywhere else to be."

[betterthanaplan]

"Good," Duke said on a sigh, and took a delicate bite of some bacon. "Seriously, though, I didn't do or say anything weird, did I? I've been told I get kind of . . . silly when I get blackout drunk."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer snorted. "You were mostly just very affectionate," he said. "I would've stopped you drinking earlier, but you seemed to be having a good time."

He was absolutely not bringing up that ILU, no.

[okteiviakom]

"You also spilled water on yourself."

Terrible, really.

[betterthanaplan]

"Like . . ." Duke squinted into the middle distance. ". . . On purpose?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Seems unlikely," Lucifer mused, pressing another kiss into Duke's neck.

[okteiviakom]

"Think you were just trying to be a showoff about how well you could drink it since I told you to," Octavia filled in, with a faintly distracted quality to her voice.

She was watching them, that was all.

"That, and poor coordination."

[betterthanaplan]

"Ohhhh my god I turned into a frat boy." Duke groaned and leaned over to hide his face into Octavia's shoulder.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed. Loudly.

"You never dared anyone to chug anything," he assured Duke, "Nor did you shout 'dude' at volume."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia pressed a quick kiss against the top of Duke's head.

"I don't know what most of that means," she said, "but you were fine."

[betterthanaplan]

"This isn't fair," Duke grumbled again. "You guys never get all. . . ."

He trailed off. He wasn't sure how to say what he was feeling. Like he'd been exposed and couldn't even remember it.

[my_own_advocate]

"Do you want me to try consuming enough alcohol to get me briefly drunk for a minute or two again?" Lucifer asked, amused.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia really wasn't sure what was so unfair about something he'd chosen to do and go a little overboard with.

She said nothing about it, though. And pierced another few pieces of fruit onto her fork.

[betterthanaplan]

Well, Duke could be kind of an idiot sometimes.

"I don't think there's enough booze on the planet to get you anywhere near where I was last night," he said, shoving Lucifer gently. "I guess I'll just . . . live with the unfairness."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer didn't budge much, and poked him in the side. "Yes, the terrible unfairness where we managed to bear witness to you having some nice, uncomplicated fun for once in your life."

[okteiviakom]

"It was cute," Octavia said, a little quieter than before.

She didn't use that word lightly.

[betterthanaplan]

“Mochof.“ Duke turned his head to kiss her shoulder. “It’s a lot less fun now, but I guess I don’t regret it. . . .”

[my_own_advocate]

"You'll feel better in a few hours," Lucifer said. "Faster if you down that smoothie."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia brought her free hand up to pet Duke's hair for just a second or two.

"Listen to the Devil who made you breakfast."

[betterthanaplan]

Duke huffed, reaching for the smoothie without picking his head up from her shoulder.

"You two take good care of me."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer huffed softly. "You earned it."

That was maybe a bit of last night shimmering through.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's hand ended up lingering. She could pet without interfering with his smoothie, okay?

"Osir dig yu in."

[betterthanaplan]

Did the smoothie have a straw? Very little got in the way of smoothie drinking if a straw was involved.

Duke hummed softly, closing his eyes as he drank, holding the smoothie in one hand while the other reached for Lucifer.

He had no idea how he'd ended up this lucky, but he was slowly learning not to argue with it.

[my_own_advocate]

Of course there was a straw. This wasn't Lucifer's first drunk rodeo.

"See," he said, sliding closer, into Duke's grasp. "Adorable."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia settled into a little more of a lean against Duke. "Mm-hmm."

[betterthanaplan]

"Flatterers," Duke said fondly.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer huffed in amusement. "If you say so," he said, and left Octavia to field that as he dedicated himself to pressing kisses to Duke's jaw.

[okteiviakom]

"Usually that's my line," Octavia noted, with a faintly amused tone of her own. "Both of those, actually."

[betterthanaplan]

"It's alright," Duke said. "We're just borrowing."

[my_own_advocate]

"We'll put them back later," Lucifer promised.

[okteiviakom]

"Ridiculous," Octavia huffed. It sounded like an endearment. It usually did. (It usually was.)

Now her fingers seemed entwined with Duke's hair for good. Brushing through them in a slow, soothing, repetitive motion.

"Anyway, it'd not flattery," she murmured. "It's just the truth."