note. this is a repost from my previous account
Lucifer has been awake for about an hour now.
He didn’t want to risk waking you up. He couldn’t bear the thought of ruining that fragile, peaceful moment. And he didn’t want to leave your side either.
He stared at your face for a while after he woke up.
Maybe if he looked long enough, he could memorize the way you breathed.
Your cheek was pressed into the pillow, lips slightly parted, expression soft in a way he usually never let himself be.
His arms were circled around your middle, keeping you close.
He busied himself—counting breaths, shuffling thoughts, setting his mind on work papers he still hadn’t finished.
The papers due tonight. The ones he’d promised he’d get done early, just so he could have you at his side without the pressure of time clawing at him.
Around 7AM, Lucifer started carefully separating your bodies.
He moved—slow, precise, careful not to make a sound. Like if he shifted just a bit too much, you’d wake up and immediately start looking at him with puppy eyes, begging for him to stay.
He took one step off the bed.
Your fingers looped around his wrist, warm and familiar, just like how you usually hold his hand.
The grip wasn’t forceful—more like instinct. Like you were afraid he might disappear if you didn’t hold on tight enough.
“...Love,” Lucifer said, and his voice came out raspier than he expected. He hadn’t spoken in too long. “Let me go.”
You hummed in reply. Ignoring his command with the audacity of someone who didn’t know—or didn’t care—that he had papers due tonight.
“You know I have work to do,” he tried again, even though every word he said felt like he was fighting the urge to stay.
He could easily pull away.
Because when he looked down, you were clearly half-asleep—your face smudged against the pillow, lashes fluttering like you were trying to remember how to wake up.
The pause stretched—quiet enough that the wind outside the window could be heard, rustling lightly like it was trying not to interfere.
“…Just this once,” he finally relented, the words sounding like they were scraped out of him.
He slipped back beside you without another fight.
Your grip tightened as you tucked yourself into him again, as if you’d been waiting for permission.
“Don’t fall asleep,” he murmured, pretending it was a warning.
You hummed again, already halfway gone.
Lucifer stared at the ceiling for a second, then let out the smallest, defeated sigh.
“…I’ll just have to work faster later.”
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