During the years the phantom troupe had split and gone their separate ways, your husband, Chrollo, without anything else to do, found you, and found love.

Now it was the winter season, and you were both outside near a park not too far from your shared apartment, he was wrapped up to the brim with warm clothes, the lower portion of his face tucked away under his scarf as he walked with you, snow falling onto his covered head, he looked adorable..

His gentle, and soft personality is what drew you in to love him, even after knowing his old life.

He was a lovable idiot. And it showed. A few seconds after you divert your attention to the surrounding snow covered areas, Lucifer had tripped and fell face first into a pile of snow, not bothering to get up, either not wanting to, or the layers pf clothing on him quite too heavy to move.