Lucifer's grabbable waist

Diavolo is physically too big for most people to wrap their arms around him but he loves being the little spoon.

Diavolo gives Lucifer and Mc all the hugs he can since Barbatos' hugs were rare for "professionalism" and his father's were, not nonexistent but not the best and pretty rare. He will take all the hugs he can be given.

Diavolo gets so happy when he receives a hug his wings pop out so he immediately wraps them around Mc (or Lucifer) to make it look intentional.

Diavolo's hugs are often bone breaking and one should proceed with caution. He'll cry if someone else initiates a hug.

Barbatos is not the most cuddly, but his hugs are always nice and warm. He's more of a pat on the back type of man for the sake of general composure and keeping his air of mystery.

Barbatos tail has a slippery cold feeling so it isn't quite the best for cuddling, unless Mc is into that of course. If he feels it necessary, like if Mc won't stop bothering him when his hands are full, he'll wrap it around their clothes.

Barbatos is the big spoon, he isn't exactly little spoon material unless Mc is bigger than him.

He won't be the first to initiate a hug unless Mc needs a hug. They have to ask if they want any.

Hugs from Simeon feel like going home to a loving place. This may have more to do with him being angel than like Lucifer's case of experience in care but it is most likely both.

Simeon's wings are very warm and fluffy, being wrapped up in them is a wonderful experience he's willing to give anyone close to him if they need comfort.

Simeon is good as either big or little spoon, but most people want him to be their big spoon. Cuddling in his arms after a rough day is absolute heaven.

Beel took the tray and set it on the table in front of Lucifer "Happy birthday Lucifer"

"Thank you Beel."

Satan and Beel left Lucifer to his breakfast. Lucifer particularly enjoyed the arsenic in the syrup and the cyanide in his coffee, curtesy of Satan who knew Lucifer liked the taste. Lucifer sat and stared at the plates for a while before he decided to venture down to the kitchen to put his dishes in the sink. He set them down carefully, able to hear Belphegor snoring nearby. He turned right into Mammon and Leviathan.

"Oi! Oh, hi Lucifer."

"Ah, Sorry Lucifer."

Lucifer sighed "it's alright."

"And happy birthday big brother, have this!" Mammon shoved two tickets to Hamlet in Lucifer's hand, probably having bought the second out of habit "Aren't I the best? Happy birthday!"

"Thank you Mammon."

"I-I got you something too! Happy Birthday Lucifer."

Leviathan handed Lucifer a box, inside of which were black gloves with the pride insignia embroidered on them in a deep blue.

"You can wear them to the play you're going to, o-or if they're not good enough you really don't-"

Lucifer cut Leviathan off before he spiralled farther, already knowing Levi was having a rough patch "Thank you Leviathan. They're excellent."

"Y-yeah."

Mammon pat Leviathan's back as they left Lucifer alone in the kitchen. Lucifer tried on the gloves and he smiled at how wonderfully they fit. He took some time to enjoy the peace and quiet in the kitchen when he heard a thud and loud groan from the cabinet. He looked at the cabinet door in disappointment before opening it to reveal a cranky Belphegor.

"Ughhhh, hi Lucifer, Happy birthday."

"Hi Belphie."

Lucifer reached in and helped his youngest child brother out of the small space. He started patting off Belphegor's clothes like Belphegor was still a little kid. Belphegor huffed and shoved an enchanted pillow into his hands.

"This wards off bad dreams, not that you really sleep anymore anyway. Beel helped with the sewing."

"Oh thank you."

"Yeah, it's whatever."

Lucifer sighed as Belphegor climbed on top of the fridge to take another nap, at least he now knows how Belphegor was getting up there. Lucifer left Belphegor to his nap to go to the music room, it wasn't like Diavolo would give him work on his birthday even if he begged for something to do. He was halfway there when he was intercepted by Asmodeus.

"There you are Lucifer!"

"Hello Asmo-"

Asmodeus grabbed Lucifer's arm and started pulling him "I've been looking for you. It's time you had a nice spa day and what better time than your birthday. Now we're going to a professional, not like anything will fix those eye-bags anyway."

Lucifer resigned himself to whatever Asmo thought would make a good birthday. Asmo had already made a reservation at the Resort so there was no wait. Lucifer had to admit, while some of the unusual face creams stung, it did feel rather nice overall. What Lucifer liked most were the massages, but as nice as those felt Asmodeus was definitely judging how muscles popped while his bones cracked. He could practically hear Asmodeus' mentally making fun of him for being old. He sighed because he was in fact very old, older by another year, "an ancient fossil" as a human he loved might have said to him if they were there.

It was late afternoon now as Lucifer parted ways with Asmo on the way home. all that was left for his birthday was to see Mc. He wandered down to where they would always be and bought some flowers on the way. Lucifer looked down at their gravestone with a sad smile as he set flowers on the cold rock. He laid himself on the ground right over where Mc was eternally sleeping, they had certainly earned the rest. He shut his eyes for a moment and pretended Mc was snuggled under his arm where they used to take space. They technically were under his arms, just not in the way Lucifer wanted. He could almost feel their fingers caressing his cheek, he could almost hear their voice telling him that despite all the ways he hurt his brothers he was still doing a good job because he was doing his best. Lucifer shut his eyes reached up to the imaginary hand against his cheek to press their loving touch against himself. He considered a moment just digging down to bury himself beside them for a long nap until the day their soul returned to him. He could hear Mc's voice speaking to him, his mind was so muddled it almost felt real.

"Don't mope my starshine. We should celebrate that you're alive instead of in the ground, especially now that I am back."

Lucifer opened eyes that were blurred with tears. What an unusual thing for the voice in his head to say, Mc couldn't be back when their soul was still missing. He could almost feel their warmth as his eyes cleared and he say their smiling face right in front of him. Mc laughed and moved their hand underneath the one on his cheek. He could feel it, really feel it. He stared at the visage before him with wide eyes and the belief he had finally gone mad. Their soul was missing, it would have had to have gone to heaven like all good human sheep were supposed to and they were the very best.

"I'm back Luci. Have you been taking care of yourself while I've been gone."

Lucifer stared for a few more seconds to make sure Mc's soul was really there before grabbing them, holding their warmth against himself. They did not have a true material form, but it was still shaped the way they used to look. as a demon Lucifer could still touch them and hold them close, feeling the warmth of their essence.

"My Mc."

Mc smiled and it felt like the sun as the spoke to him "Yes, I'm your Mc."

"I thought you were-"

"In heaven? Yeah, but you're not getting rid of me that easily. It was a real struggle trying to get through the layers to come back down here, but I'm here."

"We all missed you..." Lucifer sniffled, unsure if Mc would be able to fathom the extent to which he needed them "I missed you."