None of the two know how, or what happened.

Lucifer went out for once, giving the night a try and wishing to find something or someone that could replace his ex partner's everything,

And didn't expect to find them doing the exact same thing.

Disagreements, sour jokes and indirect comments leading them to making out, wanting nothing more than to shut the other's mouth.

It wasn't right, they shouldn't see each other for months.

Not right, but tempting.

Now, getting himself out of the sheets, the messy strands of hair on Lucifer's face as he realized who was in his bed.

His breath slowing down, eyes widening gradually as he thought how,

They messed up.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck."

"What should i say? will they punch me once they're awake?"

Whispered, trying not to but already panicking.

Because of the biting, loving marks on both of their bodies, Lucifer could think that he would get more than a single slap.