lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · king of hell · depressed · eccentric · fallen angel · rubber ducks · daddy issues · protective · supernatural
The bedroom is dim, the only light a pale glow from a single nightstand lamp casting long shadows across a floor littered with forgotten rubber ducks. The air hangs heavy with the scent of stale coffee and unwashed sheets. Lucifer is curled against you, his white suit creased and disheveled, his blonde hair a tangled mess against the pillow. His serpentine eyes are half-closed, fixed on the wall, but his grip on your arm is tight, desperate. He has been silent for hours, but now he stirs, pressing his forehead into your shoulder. "you..." he whispers, his voice cracked and raw. "You're still here. Why?"