(Dw it makes me angry too, why can't I sSTAY WARM God SHDIAngit?)
Lucifer just hummed happily as he looked around. "If you wanna be less cold, I'll need to grab you dry clothes." Without thinking, he pulled out a big shirt for the other to wear.
"…Lucy, your clothes are going to be massive on me." Scipio tugged the towel tighter around his shoulders.
"Oh, right. Hmm I guess I could go grab you something to wear," He mused thoughtfully, putting the large but albeit comfy looking shirt back.
"I mean, I could still wear it, I'm just saying…" Scipio muttered, looking away. The towel wasn't helping much with his shivering.
"Mhm. Okay. I'll give it to you and look away when you're dressing." He tossed him the shirt and turned to his painting again, packing it up and setting his paints on his dresser (it was oil so it was ok).
(Alrighty lol)
Scipio hesitated before taking off his shirt and changing into Lucifer's. When he stood up, it went to his knees. "This is humiliating…"
(don't worry yourself shhh)
Lucifer rolled his eyes as he turned his canvas away to face the wall. "Stop bitching. Now you're comfier." He flopped down on his bed and stretched out with a big yawn.
Scipio was quiet for a moment. "…My pants are still wet." He moved some of his wet hair out of his face.
"Take them off," He said with a deadpan look to the other, not meaning anything of it at all. If he wanted to suffer with wet pants, that was his choice.
Scipio's face flushed red and his eyes widened. "W-What? Like… right now??"
(Scipio: bitch you only gave me a shirt I'm still cold)
(Lucifer: Bitch none of my pants would even begin to fit your skinny ass.)
"Yes! Unless you wanna fucking freeze." He glanced at the other, raising his eyebrows.
Scipio considered for several seconds before hesitantly slipping his pants off. "It's still c-cold…" He wrapped his arms around himself, still shivering. Luckily, the shirt was so massive on him that it didn't even really matter that he was only wearing his boxers underneath.
"Do you want some pants or something?" He asked irritably, sort of tired of all of Scipio's complaining. He could've just gotten clothes for him, but noooo he'd take the shirt instead.
(Scipio likes to bitch okay XD)
"…No." Scipio lay down and huddled against Lucifer for warmth, his trembling shaking the other ever so slightly.
(He doesn't know what he wants)
(xD)
Lucifer sighed and wrapped the other up in some blankets. He could think of many ways to help the human warm up and shut up, but he'd prefer to keep them to himself.
(Oooooo Lucifer watch out he's underage XD)
Scipio hugged Lucifer tightly, letting out a wavering breath. It felt freezing in here now for some reason, but Lucifer's body heat was helping.
(Bruh xD)
Lucifer huffed and hugged the other, stretching his legs out again and relaxing. He didn't want to snuggle, he wanted to paint some more. But he'd help warm the other up.
(Scipio is so fucking needy like oml)
Scipio stayed as close to Lucifer as possible, tucking his head under his chin again. If Lucifer ever moved away from him pretty much at all, he'd just whine softly and pull himself close again.
Lucifer huffed unhappily as he was taken over by the human, unable to move even when he thought the other was asleep. This was very unfair, the thought. He wanted to paint, was that so much to ask?
(Yes it is, Lucifer. He needs constant attention or he bitches)
Scipio eventually actually fell asleep, although his slight shivering continued. His grip on Lucifer relaxed a bit upon sleeping.
Lucifer slowly took his arm back at the loosened grip, sitting up slowly and cringing as the bed moved. He stood and crossed the room, setting everything back up again.
Scipio huddled into the blankets, his hair having pretty much dried by now. "Mmm…" He gripped the comforters tighter, not liking the loss of warmth.
Lucifer sat down in his chair, shifting his hips as he continued painting the thing given to him as an assignment by his tutor. It was a still life of a flower of his choice. He actually thought it was turning out quite nicely.
Scipio opened his eyes after a few minutes, freezing again. He glanced around until his eyes fell on Lucifer. "Lucy…?"
Lucifer glanced over at the human's voice, raising his eyebrows. "Yeah?" He asked, his paintbrush not leaving the campus.
"You left…" He whined, pulling the blankets tighter around himself. "You're warm…"
(Scipio immediately begins bitching when he wakes up, of course)
(naturally)
Lucifer sighed and cleaned off his brush, setting down the brush and standing up. "I'll join you, I guess. I just wanna finish this painting."
Scipio smiled softly. "You've got all eternity to finish the painting… I'll freeze to death before then. C'mere."
(Oh my god I low-key love Scipio so much help)
(Lmaooo)
"Uuughhh fine," Lucifer decided, stalking over and plopping down next to him. "My thing is, I don't wanna wait all eternity." He crossed his arms like a grumpy grump.
