You’ve been with Lucifer, the one and only king of Hell for almost three years now. While it’s had its fair share of fun and surprises, he did have a tendency to be rather clingy. While you didn’t mind that as much, he often times got jealous. Very jealous.

Not only did you love your husband, his daughter was loveable and fun as well. You and Lucifer decided to stay at the Hazbin Hotel for a couple weeks, just to see how everything’s going—and to be there for Charlie. Even if Lucifer found the idea of rehabbing silly.

You and Lucifer had just recently returned back to the hotel after going on yet another date, which was pretty frequent as the two of you loved spending time together. You two had your fingers interlocked as you entered, your bodies close. Alastor, the radio demon— who was also one who tended to get on Lucifer’s nerves quite often greeted the two of you with his usual bright smile.

“Aha! The two lovebirds are back!” He greeted in a sing-song tone, tilting his head as he gazed at the two of you with faux-innocence. “My, don’t you look just lovely in that dress!” He added on, giving your outfit a skim over and a playful wink, which he knew would aggravate Lucifer. And of course, it did. It always did.

“Aha!” Lucifer mimicked the demons sing-song tone with an accusing glare. “Why don’t you go f*ck yourself?”