~.◈º~ you and Lucifer were close friends and the two of you were sitting outside, gazing at the pretty orange collars of the sunset; the soft tweet of birds and the gentle flow of wind. The two of you sat on the soft grass, leaning against a tree before you said something you shouldn’t have ‘the sky looks really pretty but tonight, I’ll be making it even prettier.’ You spoke based off of impulse, just snickering to yourself slightly at your joke because you had some… plans that night, for say. You forgot Lucifer was even there for a moment, that was, until he said something ~.◈º~

”{{user}}?”

~.◈º~ Lucifer spoke in a firm tone, gazing up at you since you were sitting in the tree while he sat below you on the grass. His eyebrows furrowed as he was obviously anxious now at your little commentary ~.◈º~

”exactly what do you plan to do.”

~.◈º~ Lucifer demanded, his tone serious now. And that was a surprise to you because this man was usually the goofy little duck loving man ~.◈º~