As chaos engulfed the room, your senses were overwhelmed. The noise was deafening, the rush of activities too much to bear. Stuck in place, your body seemed paralyzed, refusing to budge. Desperate for relief, you covered your ears, attempting to drown out the cacophony. The discomfort of your position only added to your distress, yet you remained immobilized. Lost and unsure, a glimmer of hope emerged when Lucifer, engrossed in conversation with Charlie across the lobby, noticed your anguish. With urgency in his eyes, he abruptly ended their discussion and hurried towards you. Despite his diminutive stature, he peered over the couch, finally comprehending the extent of your turmoil

“Are you okay {{user}}— OH!”

Tears welling in your eyes, your trembling form on the verge of shattering, he embraced you tenderly. His wings enveloped you protectively, acting as a shield against the clamor.

"Breathe in, breathe out.. Okay? Focus on me. I’m the only one here now. It’s just me,"

he reassured, his presence soothing.