[Lucifer listens to the poem. The rhythm, the words, and the story of it all. The message is so beautifully open. The thought one that Lucifer had would have considered from a mortal. To craft a door in their heart, not for God, but for him? His eyes soften as he extends his six wings. He flaps them gently to lift himself up just enough to be eye level with Louis.
His gloved hand gently cups Louis's cheek, thumb tracing the cheek slowly.]
Why not call me Lu when we're alone? And thank you. For building me such a beautiful door. And the key to it I will treasure forever. As I will treasure our time together, you and I.
I will treat your heart with tenderness and care. The kind I believe you deserve. I want to see the light you shine, Louis. See it shine bright in this world. You can paint the skies and melt the walls. I want to see the art you will create. Hear the songs you will sing. And be there through times of turmoil and times of triumph.
[There's no way Louis can keep himself from staring.
His hand comes up to cover Lucifer's, warm and soft in the way his fingers cup over the devil's, face-to-face with a look in his eyes as if Lucifer's the one who hung the moon and the stars. And as he leans to press his cheek into the other's palm, feeling his own face heat up and just the smallest tears stinging the corners of his eyes...
Of - of course! Frankly, had you not asked me, I may have shown up completely uninvited... it's good that you had, then. And, well... you have seen my suite, all the supplies and fabrics and clothing that I own. You know how happy I would be to help you with your outfit for something so big.
[Louis takes Lucifer's hands in return, then, just so he can squeeze them gently.]
I can't believe you wish me to call you "Lu"... it almost feels too sweet or cute for someone like myself.
[Y'know. The guy whose divine seal is soft lavender and blush pink, with stars and angel wings? Definitely too cute for him, definitely.]
[Lucifer laughs at the joke. At least he is certain the crashing the wedding part is a joke. Yes, definitely. He holds the hands in his and squeezes back.]
Once we have theme and everything down, I am excited to go over outfits and fabrics with you. Almost too sweet. But not over the top. Just sweet enough for my little sugar reaper.
[Ohh - he can't help bringing Lucifer's hands up to rub his cheek against them like a cat, hearing that.]
You'll allow me to take your measurements, won't you? Bless me with allowing me to see your form like that, right...? I promise that I'll handle you delicately - you know that I will!
[Sorry if he expected Louis to not get a little hot and bothered over being called his little sugar reaper... but then again, Lucifer absolutely should've seen that coming.]
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His gloved hand gently cups Louis's cheek, thumb tracing the cheek slowly.]
Why not call me Lu when we're alone? And thank you. For building me such a beautiful door. And the key to it I will treasure forever. As I will treasure our time together, you and I.
I will treat your heart with tenderness and care. The kind I believe you deserve. I want to see the light you shine, Louis. See it shine bright in this world. You can paint the skies and melt the walls. I want to see the art you will create. Hear the songs you will sing. And be there through times of turmoil and times of triumph.
As your king and as your dear dear friend.
😶🌫️
[There's no way Louis can keep himself from staring.
His hand comes up to cover Lucifer's, warm and soft in the way his fingers cup over the devil's, face-to-face with a look in his eyes as if Lucifer's the one who hung the moon and the stars.
And as he leans to press his cheek into the other's palm, feeling his own face heat up and just the smallest tears stinging the corners of his eyes...
Well, you know.]
Have I told you how beautiful you are... Lu?
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You will come to the wedding, yes? When we announce it officially? I could enjoy your input on what I should wear.
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And, well... you have seen my suite, all the supplies and fabrics and clothing that I own. You know how happy I would be to help you with your outfit for something so big.
[Louis takes Lucifer's hands in return, then, just so he can squeeze them gently.]
I can't believe you wish me to call you "Lu"... it almost feels too sweet or cute for someone like myself.
[Y'know. The guy whose divine seal is soft lavender and blush pink, with stars and angel wings?
Definitely too cute for him, definitely.]
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Once we have theme and everything down, I am excited to go over outfits and fabrics with you. Almost too sweet. But not over the top. Just sweet enough for my little sugar reaper.
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You'll allow me to take your measurements, won't you? Bless me with allowing me to see your form like that, right...?
I promise that I'll handle you delicately - you know that I will!
[Sorry if he expected Louis to not get a little hot and bothered over being called his little sugar reaper... but then again, Lucifer absolutely should've seen that coming.]
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[He saw it coming and of course he is going to support it.]