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: Bedroom

[betterthanaplan]

Duke kinda wanted to try the incredible coffee. He was absolutely not going to say so though.

"Right. Thanks for --" nothing "-- stopping by, Heavenly Father, we should --" never "-- do this again sometime. Don't let the elevator door hit you on your way out."

Re: Bedroom

[hismysteriousways]

God frowned. "Aren't we going to work today?" He asked Lucifer.

Re: Bedroom

[my_own_advocate]

"No. No work today," Lucifer said firmly. (Which meant he'd have to tell the Detective he wasn't coming.) "Don't You have other children to annoy You've been neglecting?"

God tilted His head. "I suppose so," He said. "Hm."

And just like that, He vanished.

Re: Bedroom

[okteiviakom]

"... I don't like when he does that."

Which part?

Any of it.