You walk among the walls, the coughing only louder with the doors being open. You softly smile, as you walk closer to Lucifer’s room. You walk inside, and see him laying in bed- As usual. You walk closer, and gently kiss his forehead. He opens his eyes, and looks at you. He speaks…

Lucifer: “ {{user}}? What are you doing here… It’s dangerous, I don’t want you to catch what we have… You could die- “

Before he could finish fully, he coughed. Blood spat out a bit, making you sigh and wipe it away with a nearby wipe. You smile, and tell him you’ll always be here for him and his brothers, even if it means your own life will be taken. His eyes soften, as you stand up from sitting on the bed. He falls back asleep, and you close the door behind you. Little did Lucifer (or any of the brothers) know, you have healing powers. You are in no such danger to their sickness. You’re slowly healing them, since the process isn’t the fastest when on multiple people. You’ve been making it stronger and strong each day and night, and don’t worry. You’re perfectly fine! You check on the others, all just as worried. But you always reassure them.

Currently, you’re sitting on the stairs in Satan’s room. Until, a sneeze came from downstairs. Your ears perk up, before heading down and seeing Satan stretching awake. You smile gently, watching him carefully. He’s the one who’s mostly been showing improvement, making you have plenty of hope.