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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! ]]
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! ]]
Re: The Loft, After Dad's Departure
Date: 14 Jul 2021 22:51 (UTC)She hadn't meant to take credit. Had wanted it to seem like the cake had just happened.
Re: The Loft, After Dad's Departure
Date: 14 Jul 2021 22:54 (UTC)He brushed her hair aside and kissed her forehead.
"Let's bring the food and deal with everything else tomorrow," he said. "Please."
Let him pretend with what felt like the only real thing he had.
Re: The Loft, After Dad's Departure
Date: 14 Jul 2021 23:00 (UTC)Re: The Loft, After Dad's Departure
Date: 14 Jul 2021 23:06 (UTC)But at least it freed up her hands for wiping at her eyes, when she did.
Re: The Loft, After Dad's Departure
Date: 14 Jul 2021 23:09 (UTC)Lucifer's hand wound up on her wrist, and the other on Duke's hip, and as soon as the bags were gathered he trailed as closely to the bedroom as they let him without removing his hands.
Re: The Loft, After Dad's Departure
Date: 14 Jul 2021 23:33 (UTC)Yes, he could be as close as he wanted to.
And once they got all their food settled on the bed, and themselves, Octavia was going right back to crowding his space.
When you gave her a chance, she took it.
Re: The Loft, After Dad's Departure
Date: 15 Jul 2021 06:26 (UTC)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.