Gabriel’s wings fluttered lightly as he held Lucifer in a quick but firm embrace. He could feel the tension beneath Lucifer’s exterior, the anger and frustration always so close to the surface, but beneath that, there was something else. Concern. Even love, buried beneath centuries of conflict.
Pulling back, Gabriel smiled, his expression gentle but serious. "I know, Lu. I know how hard this is for both of you. And Michael—" He paused, glancing over his shoulder as if to check on his brother. "He’s stubborn, yes. Always has been. But he’s hurting, just like you."
Gabriel sighed, folding his arms as he looked at Lucifer with a knowing gaze. "He takes everything you do as an attack because, deep down, he still cares. Maybe too much. It’s hard for him to separate the brother he lost from the one standing in front of him now. Give him space, but not too much. He needs to know you’re there, even if he doesn’t say it. And maybe… maybe one of these days, you can both stop trying to win and just start listening."
“How can I listen when he barely speaks or everytime he does it’s to judge my home or tell me how I’m supposed to be feeling !? Why did he come here if all he’s gonna do is act exactly the same ! I tried to give him a chance and look what he did ! “ he shows him the new scar he had on his abdomen.
“I still went to see him still tried to comfort him and he just takes everything I do as work of the enemy ! He hates me Gabe ! Everytime I try to do something with him he backs out like I’m disgusting but I can’t let him go! Cause if I do.. … it just means he’s right .. I am disgusting .. I am a monster .”
