“Hmmm…” Chase mumbled in a too-tired response, but his eyes were shutting and sleep caught him in its talons. His face slackened in peaceful release of sleep.
(Skip?)
(Yeah)
(To when?)
(To the morning maybe? Whatever works best)
(Yea morning sounds good.)
Do you want to start it off or do you want me to?//
(Could you?)
Chase woke up slowly, keeping his eyes closed. He lazily wrapped his arms around the heat source beside him, not thinking twice because of the haze of sleep that still blurred his mind.
Lucifer still slept on, hugging Chase back. If he woke up, he would’ve just taken his arms back, without indifference. He didn’t mind contact much, though he rathered people would keep to themselves.
It took Chase a few minutes before he opened his eyes slowly. Then his heart stopped, panic coursing through him. He -as slowly as possible in attempt to not disturb Lucifer- peeled his arms away from the demonic being before him.
Lucifer stirred tiredly and blinked open his pitch black eyes. He saw Chase pulling away, grunted, and took his arms back without a second thought. He relaxed again, yawning.
Chase biting his lip, immediately scrambling onto his feet once Lucifer was awake, “I-I- sorry.” He shivered against the bite of the cold morning air. He tried to ignore how he actually missed the feeling of Lucifer being so close. Stupid, that’s just… stupid.
Lucifer turned to look at him. “It’s okay. I don’t mind.” He noticed him shiver. “Did you want to come back and lay down?”
“I…” Chase didn’t want to bug him or be more of a nuisance than what he already was, but… Lucifer didn’t look annoyed, and it was cold. “Okay,” He whispered, then he was immediately cuddling back under the warmth of the blankets.
Lucifer scootched over to make room for him and relaxed slowly. “You are not being annoying, Chase. Trust me, I know annoying.” He sighed deeply.
Chase stayed quiet for a moment, before finally saying, “Thank you, Lucifer… You were right, about sleeping in the same bed as someone else. It helped.” Chase bit his tongue, hating himself for the traitorous feelings that sprouted in his chest. I’m… I’m a freak…
Lucifer set a hand on his. “Do not be ashamed. I can feel it coming from you in waves. Calm down.”
(Also I rarely stick to templates, so forgive me ^-^)
(Don’t worry about it, I also hardly stick to templates lol)
“My dad called me a freak for liking guys.” The words tumbled out so quickly he couldn’t even stop them. Tears threatened to form in Chase’s eyes, but he blinked rapidly to keep them at bay. He couldn’t even meet Lucifer’s eyes, gluing his gaze to the wall of the room instead in fear of retribution.
“You are not a freak for your body, Chase. It is simply how you are. Your father didn’t understand. However, I understand.” He sat up a little and swept his tears away.
“Do not cry, human. You are gone from him, now. You are at a safer place.”
Chase couldn’t stop himself, he wrapped his arms around Lucifer -gosh, here he was, with Satan- and pressed his face into his strong shoulder in a tight hug. Tears still escaped his eyes, but Chase didn’t feel sad. He didn’t know what he felt, but it wasn’t sad. Not as Lucifer’s warmth flooded into him with the comfort-seeking hug.
Lucifer gave a soft noise and hugged him back slowly. He hadn’t been hugged with such meaning in very long. Too long. He hugged Chase closer and let his tears sink into his shirt. He’d be there for his new human. Through thick and thin.
Chase didn’t know how long he stayed there, just that he didn’t feel like letting go. Lucifer was like a boulder in the middle a hurricane, sturdy and true. So even when the tears dried from his eyes, Chase lingered close to Lucifer’s warm and comforting hug.
Lucifer set his head down on the pillow and yawned widely again. He probably wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep, but he could try. Chase felt warm and soft in his arms, which lulled at his senses.
(What should they do now? Sorry I’m not feeling super creative rn)
(That’s okay, I get that feel. Idk either)
(Maybe Lucifer has to go back to work/do other responsibilities or something, and Chase doesn’t want to be alone so he could give Chase a tour of Hell? Just an idea, idk)
(Ooh yea sounds good)
Chase selfishly snuggled a bit closer, infinitely appreciating Lucifer’s strong presence next to him. He felt safe and happy- such a rare feeling in his life.
Lucifer had dozed back off again until he heard a knock at the door. He glanced up slowly.
“Mmmyeah?”
“Sir, you have to attend a meeting for the-“
“I am aware, carry on.”
