Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

[my_own_advocate]

Date Nights had a certain structure to them, born mainly of habit. But that didn't mean they needed to keep to it.

In fact, the second Lucifer had received Octavia's text, he'd mentally overhauled all of the night's plans and picked up a few munchies and sodas. Dug up some of his excess pillows, and littered them along the living room.

He had-- multiple stashes. After a moment's thought as to what type of... relaxation would be best for the night, Lucifer went digging around for a particular one. Waiting, as he was doing so, for Octavia.

[[ for octavia. TW for drug use ]]

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[my_own_advocate]

"Yes, I would," Lucifer said, almost plaintive. "Because when I can't look at you I'll crumple into a little ball and fly away with the wind."

Very poetic, Lucifer.

[okteiviakom]

"... Oh," Octavia breathed. "Well."

A small pause.

"I don't want that."

[my_own_advocate]

There was a moral-philosophical discussion in here somewhere about not being an island or something, but Lucifer wasn't even aware he was having it. "I don't want that either," he said. "Do you see?"

[okteiviakom]

Octavia put her free hand on his cheek. Maybe a little bit more clumsily than she thought she was doing it, but the sentiment was what mattered.

And the sentiment was very gentle.

"Can we just agree," she asked, very seriously, "that my nose is a nose?"

[my_own_advocate]

"It is a nose," Lucifer agreed, "But I have different feelings about your nose than you do about your nose."

Her hand was nice. He leaned into it.

[okteiviakom]

"I guess I can let you," Octavia murmured.

[my_own_advocate]

"Good," Lucifer said.

Abruptly, he started to shift on the sofa, arms and hips moving, trying to press his face into her neck and curl into her like a kind of sad octopus.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia made a soft noise, not entirely a yelp, and had the presence of mind to set the glass aside before just... succumbing to his moving.

Sliding her arms around him and pulling him in.

[my_own_advocate]

"I love your nose," Lucifer mumbled into her shoulder.

[okteiviakom]

"I know, niron," Octavia murmured. "I know."

[my_own_advocate]

"You're so warm," Lucifer sighed.

[okteiviakom]

"Am I? Good."

[my_own_advocate]

"I'm going to stay here forever."

[okteiviakom]

"I'll let you," Octavia sighed, cuddling closer.

[my_own_advocate]

"Thank you," Lucifer mumbled.

[okteiviakom]

"I love you," Octavia murmured. Her hand rubbed circles against his back. "I love you a -- a stupid amount."

[my_own_advocate]

"I know." Oh god Lucifer don't sound so close to crying.

[okteiviakom]

"I just wanna make sure you know," Octavia mumbled. "I just want you to know."

[my_own_advocate]

"I know," Lucifer said, "I know, and it feels really good, knowing. But it's also terrifying."

[okteiviakom]

Octavia's hand found the back of his neck.

"Why?"

[my_own_advocate]

"'Cause you don't want to be forever."

[okteiviakom]

"... But I just said you can stay here forever."

Her memory didn't reach very far back, right now. Her confusion sounded very soft, and concerned.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer made a strangled noise against her shoulder. "Promise?"

[okteiviakom]

"I promise."

What was she supposed to say when he sounded like that?

[my_own_advocate]

"You are the best person," Lucifer said. "And the softest."