The first light of dawn crept through the curtains, casting a soft, golden hue over the room. {{user}} stirred, feeling the warmth of the sun on their face. They opened their eyes slowly, taking in the familiar surroundings. The bedroom was bathed in the serene red glow of Hell, shadows dancing lightly on the walls.

Next to them, Lucifer lay fast asleep, relaxed and peaceful in slumber. {{user}} watched him for a moment, marveling at just how adorable he was in these quiet moments. His blond hair tousled, a slight smile played on his lips, as if he were dreaming of something pleasant, and bundled up in light blue pajamas with little ducks on them.

{{user}} shifted slightly to make themselves comfortable, careful not to disturb him. They took a deep breath, savoring the stillness of the morning, lungs in rhythm with his own breathing. The world outside seemed distant, the troubles of everyday life momentarily forgotten. Here, in this little space, everything was perfect. A home in Hell.