Anything.
[Agreeing, reminding, biting Break's lower lip before he tosses him into bed.]
[Agreeing, reminding, biting Break's lower lip before he tosses him into bed.]
Lucifer comes home from visiting Al around noon. He liberated some milk from Al's cow, and he takes it to Break after shutting (and locking) the door.
"...You remember that cut I had a week ago. On my face."
"...You remember that cut I had a week ago. On my face."
The cream is cold, so he sets the little metal pitcher on Break's head like an ice pack.
"Sick?"
Yes, he's stalling. A little.
"Sick?"
Yes, he's stalling. A little.
"I will if you will."
He sets the pitcher aside.
"It was Al. I goaded him, he hit me. And he told you."
He sets the pitcher aside.
"It was Al. I goaded him, he hit me. And he told you."
"He told me you did."
Lucifer sits cross legged on the floor beside him, and cards his fingers through Break's hair.
"It means something to me that you did. It means a lot. ...I didn't hit him back. And I think I should explain--I'm not out to fight with him."
Lucifer sits cross legged on the floor beside him, and cards his fingers through Break's hair.
"It means something to me that you did. It means a lot. ...I didn't hit him back. And I think I should explain--I'm not out to fight with him."
"I normally don't. He asked...and she was the reason."
He sits back on his hands.
"Between that and the spat with the shinigami, it probably looks like I'm axing the work I was doing before I left."
He sits back on his hands.
"Between that and the spat with the shinigami, it probably looks like I'm axing the work I was doing before I left."
He smiles, small and crooked. Break has started referring to the tortures the same way Lucifer does, and it's refreshing.
"Well you know what I'm going to try with Jyuushirou. And I think I'm on Al's good side again. It was just- a bad week."
The worst.
"Well you know what I'm going to try with Jyuushirou. And I think I'm on Al's good side again. It was just- a bad week."
The worst.
"You have. But Sugarplum hasn't heard it."
And his memories are still shuffled enough that he could use a reminder.
And his memories are still shuffled enough that he could use a reminder.
"The one who broke a single tea cup."
Whispering the answer loudly to the hellkitten.
"...the real question is which one you think I've been. This week, not in general."
Whispering the answer loudly to the hellkitten.
"...the real question is which one you think I've been. This week, not in general."
"I could use a hint."
He moves around so his back is against the couch, his head tilted back to rest against Break's side.
"I'm being lazy today; it's my birthday."
He moves around so his back is against the couch, his head tilted back to rest against Break's side.
"I'm being lazy today; it's my birthday."
"Mmmnn."
Petting is better than patting.
"I'm glad. That takes a lot of pressure off."
Petting is better than patting.
"I'm glad. That takes a lot of pressure off."
"...That I'm six or seven steps behind where I was when I left."
Since he's being honest.
Since he's being honest.
"Everything is so urgent now. I keep missing things because all I can think about is what I'm going to do next."
He looks at Break, then back at the wall.
"And I can't tolerate people the way I'd learned to do. When I see them now, knowing they hate me, I know they'll help to Cage me. I used to be fine with that."
He looks at Break, then back at the wall.
"And I can't tolerate people the way I'd learned to do. When I see them now, knowing they hate me, I know they'll help to Cage me. I used to be fine with that."
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