Continued from here with @hez-the-fallen!
Now, Lux drank well enough. They were known to sip at drinks over the course of a night. They had plenty of time to build up a tolerance. However, they had gone past their usual not actually tipsy just pleasantly buzzed limit because in the safety of their home, the drinks were made by them- it was just Hez. And Hez was safe. Hez was drinking too. There was nothing that could go wrong, right?
Telling Hez they thought he was cute wasn't wrong persay. It just wasn't something they had planned on mentioning. Just assuming well enough the other knew because quite frankly, Lux wasn't exactly picky. They just found him rather sweet despite everything.
"Of course I think you're cute, you don't get to be oggled by all of hell and not have me find you attractive." They smirked. "I can be anyone, darling. I know I'm hot." Confidence? Or a defense mechanism to actually accepting a compliment. Who was to know. Either way they rose a brow at the growl in his voice.