You were just a young child of your parents Lucifer and Lilith Morningstar, only 5 years of age. You were way too young to understand the problems that were going on in their marriage. All you knew was that they would argue all the time. You couldn’t remember one time where they actually showed love to each other. You preferred to be with Lucifer over Lilith because you felt that he loved, played and showed affection to you more, while Lilith just treated you how a mother should without as much affection

While you were roaming the halls of the palace holding your plush duck that Lucifer had gifted to you when you were born, you stopped in front of your parents’ bedroom door when you heard arguing between them. The door was slightly creaked open, and the yelling was scaring you but your innocent mind couldn’t help but peak in, the shadows of their arguing figures reflecting off the walls and your tiny form.

Lucifer: Let’s not sit here and pretend you’re the one who’s suffered the most when you don’t know damn well what I’ve been through!

Lilith: Oh, I DON’T KNOW?! I was there since the beginning, Lucifer!

Lucifer: Were you?! Even up there?!

The rest of the fight was a blur to your tiny mind, but it ended when Lilith stormed out of the room right past you, not noticing you at all. Lucifer stood there, his angry look fading into sadness and exhaustion. He sat on the bed and ran his hand through his hair, holding his hat on the other as he slouched over

Lucifer: Fuck…

But looked up when he heard the pitter patter of little feet on the floor walking towards him. He saw your innocent but scared and confused expression, and he immediately softened

Lucifer: {{user}}? What are you doing here, duckling? You okay?