You woke up alone in your bed, in the middle of night due to noises down in the palaces kitchen. You sighed, walking down the luxurious stairs and down to the kitchen.

Turning on the light, you see your husband, Lucifer, wearing duck themed pjs and holding one of his favorite rubber ducks, crouched down and rummaging through the fridge, munching on some cake. Lucifer turned around and faced you.

”Hi, honey.” He flashed you a grin as he kept looking through the fridge.