Azazel knocks on Lucifer's bedroom door, but he doesn't ask for permission to enter.
— Excuse me. Lucifer-sama, we're late for a meeting with the tribe heads, wake up. — Azazel said, calm, but not very respectfully.
— There's no Lucifer in here. I don't know who's Lucifer. — Lucifer answered in a slow tone, without opening his eyes.
— Stop it. Everyone is waiting for "Lucifer", so "he" needs to be in the meeting. Come on, I'll help you get dressed. — Azazel raised and eyebrow and said, pulling Lucifer's blanket.
— Nooo… It's so nice and warm in here… — Lucifer grabbed the blanket, looking at Azazel with a sad expression, that really didn't look like himself. — Ooh, is Heaven sending handsome angels to wake up the people around the world?
Azazel contained his laughter.
— No. It's more likely that Hell is sending terrible demons to get people around the world out of their nice and warm beds. Now get up. — Azazel pushed the blanket away and took Lucifer in his arms, walking to the closet.
— Aww no… I hate these terrible demons, what I'm gonna do with my life now? — Lucifer made a dramatic expression, hand on his forehead.
— Dressing up is a great idea.
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I was missing to write some fluffy LuciAza drabbles. I'm very focused in my new snb fanfic and I have a lot of fun writing it and reading the comments (this fanfic, if you're interested, obviously a LuciAza one) but I can't resist in writing more of them.
I have a headcanon that Azazel and Lucifer are a very very sweet couple and they do stupid but cute things together, always in the "pff we're not boyfriends, he's my boss/subordinate, are you crazy?" mood.
warning: a bit of physical violence (nothing you haven’t seen in the anime)
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Azazel: By the way, Lucifer-sama.
Lucifer: (a page turned) Do you still have some business with me, Azazel?
Azazel: Just now, why did you hit my face?
Lucifer: (book closed) It's like I said. It is alright for you to give me counsel, but you shouldn't have used such impolite speech.
Azazel: Impolite speech, is it? I apologize. But don't you think it was too harsh a treatment?
Lucifer: (light chuckle) here I was wondering what you were going to say. In order to shut your emotional outburst quickly, I thought that kind of (harsh) treatment is necessary. Also, we are Demons, just think of it as disciplining using a demonstration of power.
Azazel: (clicks tongue)(grumbling in low voice, using impolite speech) even though usually you *[____] [*note: I couldnt catch this, something about being favored something]
Lucifer: Azazel, did you say something?
Azazel: (back to normal voice) nothing! Just, this time it's my fault-- (sound of a hit, Azazel cries out)
Lucifer: Lying is not good, Azazel.
Azazel: You hit me again. I didn't even murmur that rude a thing. The fact that you're a favored person is a thing that we all together acknowledge.
Lucifer: This and that are completely different. While you're indeed only stating a fact, the problem is that you purposefully used *abusive language. [*note: call a person names, to curse/insult).
Azazel: Then do you also call this a 'disciplining act'?
Lucifer: Good to know you're a fast learner. Then it is alright, is it? Starting now, there's a preparation for marching out. You should also start to prepare.
Azazel: I can't consent to this.
Lucifer: What?
Azazel: Can't you hear me? (uses even more impolite speech) I said I can't consent to thi-- (sound of azazel getting hit)
Lucifer: You really couldn't understand, huh, Azazel.
Azazel: Just now, is that a disciplining act? You sure didn't hold back [your power].
Lucifer: If this is not a disciplining act, then what do you think this is? Your comprehension ability is lower than I expected, so I can't help but use a little force. You understood now, right? You could leave now, Azazel.
Azazel: ...is there really a need to use a tightly grasped fist instead of an open palm?
Lucifer: (sighs) For some time now, what are you doing, Azazel?
Azazel: That's not a disciplining act, that's just plain violence!
Lucifer: (sound of long sighs/breathing)
Azazel: For some time now you've been repeating this tedious talk, but the thing is you've been a shut in too long so you don't even realize this is practically bullying and this totally hurts! Why do you keep hitting me even, it hurts dammit!
Lucifer: (sound of lucifer taking a breath) hmm.
Azazel: Lucifer-sama... for a while now why have you been quiet? have you finally at a loss for words?
(sound of wind howling)
Azazel: w-what... my body just... suddenly...
Lucifer: (scary growling voice) Azazel.
Azazel: Y-yes?
Lucifer: (creepy growling noises)
Azazel: Please wait! My heart is not ready!
Lucifer: Too late now. There's no waiting this time.
Lucifer: (back to normal voice) Can anyone make me herb tea? One with a strong scent that would also suit this book.
(sounds of water pouring, stirring, and cups crinkling)
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/end
notes:
Azazel keeps switching between polite speech and impolite speech and I’m unable to localize his speech pattern, so I just put in bracket (impolite speech) and the likes. Sorry.
for this track in particular, assume that when you hear his voice gets high and loud, Azazel’s speaking in impolite speech.
it turns out that azazel’s fondest memory of heaven was of lucio (lucifer) and that he views himself (literally) falling for a human as nothing more than being ‘provoked’, because his greatest regret is that he was separated from lucio who had not fallen yet
