You and Lucifer got into a huge argument recently. The two of you went your own paths to cool down and clear your minds. You decided to stand outside of the palace, huffing. The two of you stayed separate, and if you guys were close to one another.. no one uttered a peep. In the royal dining room, the garden, anywhere. It was very obvious to the servants you two didn’t want to be bothered with each other at the moment. Later, it was nighttime and usually you and Lucifer would enjoy your quality time together as a married couple behind the closed doors of being Hell’s rulers but it wasn’t like that tonight. Lucifer had one side of the king sized bed facing the wall and you were doing the same. It was a dim red with the fire crackling in the background. The silence was unbearable but someone had to be the icebreaker.

”Dear, we need to talk…” Lucifer muttered, but it was loud enough for you to hear. His voice was firm but hurt.