Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

[my_own_advocate]

There were plans to open the club - finally - and plans to go to Austria for a few days to see an opera - exciting - and Octavia had been doing better recently, so... Lucifer was in a good mood, actually, when Sunday came around.

So yes, the candles were out again tonight. And a rather imposing spread of seafood, picked up from the mainland. With mango rice, of course.

It was Octavia. Couldn't do without the mango rice.

"How do you feel about the snapper?"

[[ for her ]]

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[okteiviakom]

"Mushy."

Oh, like Octavia didn't immediately feel a very old urge to hide her smile by ducking her head.

[my_own_advocate]

"It's date night," Lucifer said, mouth quirking further. "I'm allowed to be mushy."

[okteiviakom]

"Is that a new rule?"

It was a very old rule. Older than Octavia's acceptance of the term 'date night'.

[my_own_advocate]

"I'd like to think it's a very old rule," Lucifer said, laughing softly. "Perhaps our first."

[okteiviakom]

"Oh, no, our first rule was that you weren't supposed to flirt with me."

[my_own_advocate]

"Ah, but we weren't having date nights at the time, were we? So it's not a date night rule."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia huffed a faint laugh. "That's a fair point," she said, not about to be stubborn about it, for once. "I stand corrected."

[my_own_advocate]

"Thank you," Lucifer said, grinning. "So I'm feeling very mushy about you, and I'd like to wallow in it a bit more."

[okteiviakom]

"Okay," Octavia replied with a solemn little nod. "I'll allow it, proceed."

[my_own_advocate]

"Thank you," Lucifer said solemnly. "You may also proceed."

[okteiviakom]

And so Octavia proceeded to...

Keep eating her dinner, yes.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer dropped his chin onto his hands and watched her, still smiling.

Marvelling that she remained in his life.

[okteiviakom]

While she worked through the remains of her mango fried rice.

Carefully, bite by bite.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer sat back after another moment or two. "Good?" he asked softly.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia glanced up, gave a soft little nod.

"Always."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer smiled, and took a final bite of his own cooling rice. "I'm so glad we get to have these evenings."

[okteiviakom]

"It's a good routine," Octavia agreed softly. "Good thinking on our part."

[my_own_advocate]

"We are a bit brilliant at times, aren't we?" Lucifer teased.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia snorted, lifting up her final forkful of rice.

"I guess we are."

And in it went.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled. "Perhaps at some point I should get a pool," he mused. "For date nights."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's eyebrows quirked.

"That sounds like a... lot."

Did that even need saying? It was Lucifer.

[my_own_advocate]

"What? It's just a pool."

It was Lucifer.

[okteiviakom]

Yeah, that checked out.

"As far as I can tell, it's a renovation of part of the house," Octavia pointed out. "Just for date nights."

[my_own_advocate]

"We mostly just use the house for date nights," Lucifer pointed out, "And there's plenty of space. I didn't have much of that in LA."

[okteiviakom]

"I'm just saying," Octavia rasped, still amused, "it's a bigger thing than like, just bolting a swing to the ceiling or something."

Not that she'd thought of such things.

"Not that I wouldn't love it."