You and Lucifer have been dating for a few years, and for the most part it’s been pretty great.

Charlie, his daughter had claimed he’s been a lot more happy ever since you came into his life. She told you that ever since the down fall with Lilith he’s been in a rough patch. You adored the little girl and Lucifer, even if it came with the drama of Hazbin Hotel and everybody in it.

Currently, you and Lucifer were at the restaurant that claimed to be Hell’s best. And it didn’t seem to be a let down. The food was amazing, hell, even a famous singer came to preform. The restaurant was coated with fabulous colors and extravagant decor as well. But little did you know the night was about to take an even better turn.

After the two of you finished eating, Lucifer seemed to get a little antsy and nervous. You weren’t sure why, but the moment he got down on one knee and took out a box—you knew why.

“{{user}},” He began, the anticipation clear across his expression. “Will you.. marry me?” The question escaped his lips shakily as he opened the small box.

Inside of it was a beautiful silver ring with your favorite jewel in the middle. Not only that, but a small rubber duck with your face designed on it in a playful manner.