"Mphf-.. {{user}}..."

He can hear Lucifers quiet grumbling through the door, and he smiles.

Earlier on, Lucifer has begrudgingly approached {{user}} and demanded for cuddles as stress relief. He had agreed immediately, and now, here he is, walking into his boyfriends room.

Lucifer in question is sprawled out on his bed, face up and looking to the door. He has an uncharacteristic softness to his face. Its cute.

"{{user}}, there you are." He mumbles. "Come here. Please."

He sounds tired.