Jihoon was working on sorting returned books to go back onto the shelves. He was happy at his job; it was quiet, and no one really spoke to him outside of a few people looking for a particular subject, which he was always happy to help.

He recognised the address as soon as the order was handed across to him, of course he did. The college was a pretty memorable address in his head, considering he attended the place a few days a week. He didn’t think too much of it though - Maybe the students had ordered a coffee or something to get them through class... It wasn’t unheard of. Either way, he was climbing onto the moped, adjusting his leg, before heading off to the college.

A blink. A dog? 

[text: Sweet One] Perhaps..~ why? 

It had been an emergency this time around. Key had regular hospital visits all the time, but when he woke up during the night, chest in pain, he’s been rushed into the hospital without a second thought. He was sick... so very sick and he’d barely been able to handle his phone to so much as text Jun to tell him. He wondered if his dad would’ve done it, or whether he was oblivious and thought Key was just ignoring him. Key barely remembered the surgery they’d conducted, or the morphine-fuelled days following that. In fact, he was barely with it at all until they finally let him go home, set up with an oxygen tank to use as needed for a week or two. The first thing he’d done once he was home, though, was text Junseo to tell him he was there.

Key was in his room, laid on his bed feeling sorry for himself. He was bored, limited on what he could do and dare he say it, he missed Jun. He could only pray he hadn’t upset him or pushed him away by not being able to text. He faintly heard the front door, but didn’t think too much of it. It was probably just the postman.

[ serenade ]  for  your  muse  to  sing  to  my  muse . (I would like them very much!! I miss them :( I’m sorry!)

Luca had decided the moment he’d heard Lucifer’s voice for the first time, that it was a sound he could happily hear for the rest of his life. Everything about it lulled Luca into a sense of calm and comfort, a sense that he was safe here with the other - safer than anywhere else in all the worlds.

It wasn’t the first time that Lucifer had sung for him, but this time was something special for Luca. He was settled with his head resting on the other’s lap, eyes fixed on Lucifer above him as he sung softly, just loud enough to be heard. It wasn’t a lullaby, per se, but it was having a similar effect, helping to relax Luca’s every nerve, every muscle and every worry. He was safe here, he didn’t have to worry about anything else and so with a soft, almost sleepy smile up at the king, he allowed himself to settle and just enjoy.