Lucifer's Loft, Los Angeles, Saturday

[my_own_advocate]

Yesterday had been a still being played out day full of musical numbers and Dad and a woman murdering her judgemental referee husband for entirely understandable reasons. Lucifer had gone to bed entirely wiped, tired, too exhausted to remember he shouldn't be naked with Duke and Octavia.

He was still in that bed, sleeping more comfortably than he had in a week.

Unaware of the man hovering by the edge of the bed with a large tray full of breakfast foods in his hands.

[[ for those two and once again taken from Lucifer 5x10! ]]

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Re: The Loft, After Dad's Departure

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer wrapped his arms around her, letting her take that chance. He snuggled back into Duke (and thought about the look on Father's face) and stopped moving.

He could eat food. At some point. For now he'd linger on the comfort of their bodies until the daze left him. Whenever it did.