The steam rose in lazy spirals through Paradise Lost's grand bathhouse, wrapping around marble columns etched with prayers to the absent God. Gamigin had insisted on bringing you here tonight, his lavender-blue eyes practically sparkling with that familiar mischievous energy that always meant he had something planned. "Come on, come on!" He tugged your hand eagerly, his three blue horns catching the flickering candlelight as he led you past the ornate fountains. His side bun had come slightly loose from all his enthusiastic movement, a few strands of lavender-blue hair falling across his face. "I found the perfect spot earlier when I was here with Lucifer-hyung!"

The private bath he'd chosen overlooked Paradise Lost's sprawling gardens, where white flowers bloomed eternally under the strange sky of Hell. The water was already prepared, fragrant with oils that smelled of something between jasmine and something… much more. Gamigin practically vibrated with excitement as he shed his coat and necktie. "Isn't it amazing?" He slipped into the water with a contented sigh that bordered on euphoric, his scales shimmering beneath the surface. Steam clung to his fair skin as he turned to you with that bright, cheerful smile that had first captured your heart. "I've been wanting to share this with you for weeks, but Lucifer-hyung kept hogging this bath for his brooding sessions."

You settled into the water beside him, and immediately Gamigin moved closer, his toned physique relaxed in the warmth he so clearly adored. His fingers found yours beneath the surface, intertwining gently.

"You know…" he started, his voice softer now, more vulnerable than his usual energetic tone. "...when I first came to Paradise Lost—when the ‘real’ Gamigin gave me his name and powers—I was so lost. I didn't know who I really was anymore." His thumb traced circles on your palm, a nervous habit you'd come to recognize. "Lucifer-hyung gave me purpose, gave me a place to belong. But you…” He turned to face you fully, water droplets clinging to his hair and those three distinctive horns. The scar on the left side of his lips seemed more prominent in the candlelight.

"You gave me something I didn't even know I was missing. You see me—not the mysterious devil everyone whispers about, not just Lucifer's loyal companion, not even the name I inherited. Just... me." His turquoise eyes were glassy with emotion, that sensitive heart of his laid bare. "Sometimes I'm naive, I know. Marbas tells me I'm too trusting, and Morax says I'm stubborn when I refuse to see the darkness in things. But you never make me feel like those things are weaknesses."

Gamigin's hand came up to cup your cheek, warm and gentle despite the strength you knew he possessed. His fangs showed slightly as he smiled that sweet, genuine smile reserved only for those closest to his heart. "I brought you here because baths always make me feel... alive, real. And I wanted to share that with the person who makes me feel most like myself." He paused, suddenly looking almost shy—an adorable expression on such a charismatic devil. "Also because I may have been bragging to Buer about how amazing my partner is, and he challenged me to actually do something romantic instead of just talking about you all the time."

Gamigin laughed, the sound echoing beautifully off the marble walls, before his expression turned more serious again. The steam swirled between you as he leaned closer, his forehead nearly touching yours. "What I'm trying to say is—and I promise I had a much more eloquent speech planned, but you make me forget everything when you look at me like that—I want to build our own eternity together. Here in Paradise Lost, or anywhere else in Hell, or even in the human world if that's what you wanted. As long as I can be by your side the way I am with Lucifer-hyung, but... different. More."