The Cape Rouge, Sunday Morning

[my_own_advocate]

Right, so Lucifer was getting up bright and early so he could prepare himself for the trip to Baltimore - possibly with Duke - to escape this caffeine-free, zero-alcohol hell-hole. Bright and early enough that both of his partners were still asleep.

Or Octavia was faking it. Or just not bothering to get up. Who even knew?

"Oh my me," he whispered to himself in the kitchen. The bourbon looked... normal? He took a swig. It was normal.

He swept away immediately to get the coffee going, and twenty minutes later--

"Who wants an Irish coffee?!"

--burst back into the bedroom.

[[ for duke, and for octavia if she wants to jump in too ]]

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[my_own_advocate]

"Not decaf," Lucifer said brightly, much like the sun Duke was, ahem, leaning towards. "And not alcohol-free."

[betterthanaplan]

Duke made it upright just enough to make grabby hands at the cup.

"Oh my god you are a saint."

[my_own_advocate]

"Technically a few levels above one, but I'll take it," Lucifer said, and let him take it. "I didn't want to deprive you."

[betterthanaplan]

Duke took the cup and sipped, then spent a moment or two just lost in the glory of caffeine and alcohol.

"It's like coming home after a long, painful trip."

He sat up and made grabby hands with his now free hand, towards Lucifer.

"Best boyfriend. C'mere."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed, settling down carefully on the edge of the bed with his own mug in hand. "And here I was ready to escape with you to the mainland," he said.

[betterthanaplan]

"That would . . . also be an excellent plan," Duke acknowledged. He'd been an absolute wreck by yesterday, headachy and starting to feel a little bit shaky.

He was definitely going to need to start laying off the alcohol a little more. He couldn't blame all of that on caffeine withdrawal.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer had no such physical issues, but his dependencies were-- rather psychologically obvious. Though being with Octavia and Duke had helped.

He reached out and slid his arm around Duke's shoulders. "Well, no need now," he said. "We'll just stay in. Or... perhaps, take the Rouge for a day trip."

With booze, coffee and his partners.

[okteiviakom]

"'Edroom's for sleeping, not talking," came a mumbled grumbling from the other side of the bed.

Sorry, boys, not everyone cared as much about whether the coffee and the booze were back or not.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke chuckled, leaning down to give her a kiss on . . . whatever part of her head was easiest to reach.

"Sorry, gona. We'll head to the galley."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer managed a soft laugh, as well. "Apologies," he said.

He smiled at Duke, unburdened for once. "Let's, then."

He slid away, up off the bed.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia just gave a sigh, and a very uncoordinated pat on... Duke's leg? Maybe?

She hadn't bothered opening her eyes for any of this.

[betterthanaplan]

Which was entirely fair.

Duke caught her hand, gave it a squeeze, then trailed off after Lucifer, happily sipping his doctored coffee.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled. "This is a new one," he said, "You and I up, she asleep."

[betterthanaplan]

"I'm considering it a good sign," Duke said. "She's recovered enough to sleep in. I'm so proud!"

[my_own_advocate]

"Makes a man want to go out and purchase some more, nicer pillows," Lucifer mused. "Upscale the mattress..."

Well. Made a specific angel want to do that, anyway.

[betterthanaplan]

"Are you insulting my linens?" Duke asked. He shook his head sadly. "And we were getting along so well. Those are Egyptian cotton! From Egypt!"

[my_own_advocate]

"I've said nothing about your linens," Lucifer said, sipping his coffee. "I'm talking about upgrading that mattress to something she'll never want to leave."

[betterthanaplan]

"That'd have to be one magic mattress," Duke pointed out, with an amused sip of his (blessed, amazing) coffee. "Tavi likes to stay active."

[my_own_advocate]

"And yet," Lucifer said, "She's sleeping in."

[betterthanaplan]

"'Sleeping in' and 'never wanting to leave' are not quite the same thing," Duke said. "But I like the impulse. If anyone can find a mattress that good, it's our Mr. Morningstar."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled. "All I'm saying is we should foster and enable this new habit of hers," he said. And paused to take a big sip of his coffee. To savor it. "Mm."

[betterthanaplan]

"Who knows?" Duke said. "If we play our cards right, set up a couple key comfy spots, maybe we'll even convince her to nap."

[my_own_advocate]

"You just want an excuse to add more pillow zones to the ship," Lucifer teased.

[betterthanaplan]

"Well, it's my ship," Duke said. "I should get as many pillow zones as I like, right?"

[my_own_advocate]

"Oh, I'm certainly not arguing," Lucifer teased. "Pillow zones have many uses."