Lucifer had been awake for a few hours, preparing everything for Scipio’s birthday. He himself had set up the kitchen with balloons with forever-helium in them, a large cake that was ordered a couple weeks ago, and a few presents on the table.
School yawned and sat up, looking around with a confused expression. "Lucifer?" He called out. He's probably got more important things to attend to… he's the king of hell, anyways.
Lucifer hurried into the room, revealing that he was already dressed. He was wearing his usual suit, but without the jacket and with the sleeves pulled up to the elbows.
“Good morning, Scipio. Happy birthday.”
Scipio jumped, startled by the other's appearance. "Uh… thanks?" He said as he got to his feet. He was still just wearing one of Lucifer's massive shirts over sweatpants.
“You aren’t gonna get dressed?” Lucifer asked in an almost paternal tone as he watched Scipio. The pair were simply boyfriends, who had done nothing more intimate than making out, but it was fine if they just watched each other get dressed or sleep together.
"Well, I can. I just woke up, ya goof." Scipio stretched. "And if I'm going to wear clothes that actually fit me, we'll need to go to my room. What's going on, anyways? You're acting weird."
“Well, it’s your birthday, and I told you we were going to celebrate it, right?” Lucifer stepped forward to the door and rung the bell. “Bring down some clothes for Scipio from his room, please.”
"It's my birthday?" He asked, confused. "Completely forgot about that…" He mumbled as he pulled off his shirt.
“Honestly, Scipio, I just said good morning and happy birthday.” Lucifer gave him a slight, begrudging smile anyway, fond of his sleepy human that he just picked up one day.
"Oh yeah… I'm pretty much brain dead when I first wake up, so I don't really recall that." Scipio shrugged, yawning again.
Lucifer chuckled and opened the door a little to accept the clothes just as the servant arrived. He tossed the clothes over to the Human and stretched out, yawning. He must’ve been up early.
"Thanks." Scipio pulled off the sweatpants as well and changed into his own clothes, which fit him much better. He was wearing a simple white shirt under a black zip up, paired with distressed jeans. "Whaddya think?"
“You look great, Scipio,” Lucifer responded in a hum, smiling as Scipio turned around. “Very nice, I’ve got to say.” The man turned around and gestured for the human to follow, switching back to his serious Lucifer face.
Scipio followed Lucifer out of the room, humming softly to himself. "So, what're we doing today?"
“Celebrating your birthday,” Lucifer answered vaguely as he led the other to the kitchen. He popped open the big double doors and threw open his arms, showcasing the decorations he did himself.
"Wow…" Scipio looked around the room incredulously. "How long did it take you to do all this?" He asked, looking up at Lucifer again.
“A couple hours, but I just got up early.” Lucifer pushed Scipio forward a little. “But don’t worry about me. Have some breakfast.” He made pancakes with a recipe supplied by a servant.
Scipio sat down at the table to eat, a little overwhelmed by all the colors and decorations. He couldn't help but continue looking around as he ate. This was a very new experience for him, considering he'd never had a birthday party or, as far as he remembered, received any presents.
Lucifer didn’t get himself anything to eat. The pancakes were just a little too thick for his liking, and he didn’t really like Human food to begin with. Instead he observed the look that Scipio had on his face.
“So… do you like it? Is it too much?”
"Yeah, it's great, I'm just… a little overwhelmed. You know this is really different to anything I've ever experienced." He turned to Lucifer while he was speaking. "Good different, though."
Lucifer had looked slightly worried for a few moments, but relieved again when Scipio assured him it was good.
“Well… good, then, I’m glad I could give you this new experience.”
"Mhmm." Scipio nodded, still looking up at Lucifer. "Thank you, by the way… No one else has ever cared enough to do anything like this."
Lucifer met his gaze, his face its usual blank and emotionless. “You’re welcome, Scipio. It’s a shame, really. You’re really a nice Human. And you’re even nicer when you are happy.”
Scipio smiled softly. "I do try for you, Lucy." He stretched a bit and yawned, the last little bits of sleep still clinging to him.
(Beep)
(u tryna intimidate me?)
“Good. You should try for everyone, though. I think things would go so far for you,” Lucifer advised gently, grinning.
(If you want me to lol)
"But your opinion is the only one I care about." Scipio said simply, not sure why he would have to bother trying for anyone else.
(hm not a good idea)
“Why is that, though, Scipio?” Lucifer asked, leaning forward a little curiously. He sort of liked just having these sessions of chatter between them. It helped Lucifer learn more about the human.
(True)
Scipio shrugged. "You're important to me, which means pleasing you is important to me. I have no emotional attachment to anyone else."
“So you want to please me now?” Lucifer asked, deciding to take a different turn, grinning slightly.
