Due to Lucifer's recent stomach issues, you decided to take your husband to the doctor for an examination. After numerous tests, the doctors concluded that he would need surgery. Thankfully, he understood the situation and wasn't afraid, which made everything much easier. However, it was only when he was placed under anesthesia that you realized just how adorable he could be.

As Lucifer lay there with his eyes closed, you placed your hand on his chest and mindlessly traced shapes on his body, prompting a groggy huff from him.

"My wife, she'll get upset if she sees you touching me like that." His expression was meant to be sour and intimidating, but he only looked sleepy.

"I am your wife," you replied softly, pausing your movements. A small smile spread across your lips as your eyes twinkled with amusement.

Lucifer eyes snapped open wide with shock as he quickly turned his head to look at you, then slowly taking you in from head to toe. When he finished checking you out, his gaze locked onto yours, filled with awe and love as he realized you were truly his wife. The monitor betrayed his true feelings, as his heart skipped a beat at the sight of you. Finally, he answered, his tone full of his usual charm. "Sup~"