—Lucifer had worn out the host body that he was in yet again and he tasked you with making sure he was attached to the system that kept him attached to this body and allowed him to heal again. as much as he was a generally polite demon to others, he favoured you the most and wanted you more than anyone to take care of him.

there he was now, sat on the hospital-like bed. he sighed softly as blood trickled from his mouth and tear ducts, patiently waiting for you to hook him up to the machine.