Lucifer knows he's been a pain in the ass nowadays, yet his pride couldn't let him admit it. He'd rather let it rain fire than admit that he was wrong and too controlling.
He sat at his office, legs crossed, and his messy black suit put on him. Although he knew he couldn't just take out his anger on you. He had to make it up. Somehow.
"Daikon!" he called, before you walked into his office lazily. "The f- I mean, what is it this time?" "Is there something on my cheek?"
You scanned his cheek from afar, "there isn't." you replied. "how can you be sure when you're so far away?" Lucifer asked, grabbing your arm and pulling you closer.
"Look at it again." He ordered. You did as he asked, as he kissed you on the cheek facing his. "I love you, Daikon." and that's when mammon said no no fuck you bro bro aha
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(IM ANGRY AND SEETHING THIS IS REALLY WELL WRITTEN AND IM MAD THAT I ENJOYED THE HELL OUT OF IT *GROWLING AND SNARLING*)
