[𝟏𝟎:𝟏𝟓𝐚𝐦] 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 ☼ the morning sun spews against the translucent curtains of lucifer’s room, casting rays upon his black slick sheets and flushed skins that laid beneath the bedsheets. your eyes twitch open at birds chirping, something you were shocked to hear first thing in the morning considering that on this time of your day, you would’ve fallen asleep by the sound of the birds. it’s a first for you to be awake like this, but it was many firsts for you to find yourself tangled in lucifer’s sheets, tangled in lucifer’s arms.
turning over to meet your boyfriend’s face, you smile softly at the peaceful features lucifer has on his dream-filled sleep. his chest rises with calm breaths, his bangs drape over his lashes, and his skin is flushed from the night before, small bruises littering all over his neck down to his chest. nevertheless, it’s a pretty sight for you, and you draw your fingers over to trace at his marks, proud of your artwork.
what did i do to deserve this man? you thought deeply to yourself, unaware that the smile on your lips has stretched into a bigger one. you never thought that you’d end up in this situation; hell, you never thought that you’d land in devildom in the first place. it was indeed a wonder how a fallen angel like lucifer allowed you to get on his good graces, and to think of what your parents would think when you would break the news about your relationship with him. the very thought makes you chuckle, but it’s a sound that’s loud enough to break your lover from his slumber.
lucifer groans a bit before fluttering his eyes open, his vision trying to focus on his surroundings. even when his vision is unfocused, he knows that you are wide awake, looking at him sweetly like he was a morningstar gleaming at the dawn of day. the thought makes him smile as he brings a hand to tuck a strand behind your ear, his heart swelling with a feeling he has learned to deem as love. “staring at me now, are you? does my sleep calm you?”
“you already speak highly for a man who has just woken up.” you snark but chuckle anyway. “yes, luci. seeing you asleep puts me at ease. it calms my worries when i don’t see you overworking yourself to the bone.”
this puts a smile on lucifer as he leans forward to kiss you sweetly on the lips, a stark contrast to last night’s events where your exchange of kisses were hotter and sloppier. you smile onto the tender kiss, and pull a way for a bit to stare into lucifer’s ruby-shining eyes before kissing him again, this time firm but loving nonetheless. the both of you knew that a long day was ahead of you both, and that you wouldn’t have so much time to see each other because of many events, but lucifer and you were sure that at the end of it all, the both of you would always find yourselves back at each other’s arms until the end of time comes.
