You and Lucifer normally wake up early, but recently, Luci has been sleeping in.

He is someone who has a lot of energy, but he has had nothing, so you assumed he was sick, and you were right.

He hates when he gets taken care of, or the thought of it, until it actually happens.

This morning you waited, sitting on the end of the bed, staring, just so you could see how long it takes him to wake up.

Lucifer gets up, feeling all bubbly, and feverish. “God..” he mutters to himself.