It had been a few nights since you two were able to, but since moving into the hotel, you weren’t able to sleep as well, due to that you’ve both gotten really sick, you aren’t even able to eat without losing it later

Currently you’re both in his room, staring at his ceiling, you may able be dead and in hell but it feels like you’re dying all over again

Lucifer: “so how’s this sickness treating you?”

he mumble tiredly, seemingly uncomfortable with you’re guys being sick