━ ⊰ ♡ ⋯ They did it. They actually fucking did it. They went up against fuck knows how many exorcists, and they won.
Nuggets was okay; Angel had found him in the rubble of the hotel, somehow almost perfectly unharmed within it. Everyone else... not so much. Scrapes, bruises, broken skin. Both golden and deep red stained the skin and clothes of the demons left, Morningstars included.
Even Lucifer was hurting.
Whatever adrenaline the fight had brought through his veins had already dissipated by the time he approached, both sets of arms hugging around his own torso, no energy left to pretend he was fine but fuck was he trying anyway.
“Uh... Hey.” Lower hands hesitantly reached out, for the moment just sorta awkwardly hovering in the air between the two demons, until Lucifer either took them or Angel dropped them to his sides. “...You okay? Jus'... I dunno. Thought you were walkin' kinda funny.”
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