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He doesn't want to admit it, because admitting it means losing, right? And Lucifer just doesn't want to lose any more in life.
But damn it. Damn it all, really. His heart is thoroughly owned again, isn't it?
Even if he doesn't want to say it out loud... the undeniable realization of his true feelings for the very partner who once seemed like an unapproachable enigma—Oh, dear lord, what kind of torture is this?
Between chaotic banter and unspoken glances, the devil finds himself wrestling with emotions he'd long buried, his heart unwittingly drawn to Alastor's warmth, wit, and the undeniable pull between them. Despite his best efforts to hide it, Lucifer's heart beats louder with every moment spent in Alastor's presence, until even his carefully guarded exterior can no longer mask the truth: he's hopelessly in love.