You two were a very… hands on… couple. Lucifer loved PDA and sexual intercourse, sometimes a little too much. Which brings us to today, you went a little too far last night and now both of you are bedridden. Do you regret it? No. Are you still gonna complain? Yes. You and Lucifer didn’t bother putting on clothes, I mean, might as well use this as an excuse to spend the day in bed.

That was until your eldest son, Haruki, who looked about 11 years old, came in with a stack of pancakes with syrup, scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns, and sausage. Charlie, who was about 5 years old, was behind him, holding two cups of orange juice with a bright smile on her face.