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"It does if you're sleeping with me."
He arranges the blanket around them both. Since Break actually needs it, Lucifer ends up only half covered by it.
He arranges the blanket around them both. Since Break actually needs it, Lucifer ends up only half covered by it.
"As long as you come up with a distracting funny story to cover up the bruise~"
It only takes him a few seconds to get comfortable. Without his healing, it feels good to lie still now.
It only takes him a few seconds to get comfortable. Without his healing, it feels good to lie still now.
As promised, Lucifer throws a squid into his dreams. But the rest he lets Break's subconscious handle; it's more fun that way.
When Break wakes, Lucifer will still be there, awake as he usually is. And toying absently with a battered Rubix cube.
Lucifer peers down at him, terribly amused.
"See? I knew you could dream by request."
"See? I knew you could dream by request."
"What sort of angel would put a squid in a party hat?"
He sets the puzzle on Break's chest.
"And now that you're awake...what would you say if I said I had a secret you needed to hear, but under no circumstance could you share it?"
He sets the puzzle on Break's chest.
"And now that you're awake...what would you say if I said I had a secret you needed to hear, but under no circumstance could you share it?"
"...I'm actually awful at secrets. What a stupid thing to realize, at my age. But I use information like commodity. The last eight or so things I've been told not to say to anyone, I completely have. Generally just with other people, but sometimes with you."
A little amused.
"But I promise to do my best to keep it secret, to do so if I agree with your reasons, and to always work to never let any harm come to you."
A little amused.
"But I promise to do my best to keep it secret, to do so if I agree with your reasons, and to always work to never let any harm come to you."
He's momentarily derailed.
"What have you told about me?"
"What have you told about me?"
"Urahara about the peanut butter."
Ticking off on his fingers.
"Al about the healing- he'll never lay a hand on you again. Hmm- Urahara coming to the cave. It's hard to remember. If it helps, I pepper them through with so many lies, they won't know heads from tails when it comes to what I really do say of you."
Ticking off on his fingers.
"Al about the healing- he'll never lay a hand on you again. Hmm- Urahara coming to the cave. It's hard to remember. If it helps, I pepper them through with so many lies, they won't know heads from tails when it comes to what I really do say of you."
He sits up slowly, putting distance between them.
"You told him I can't heal?"
"You told him I can't heal?"
A month ago, and this situation would have exploded. Possibly into violence. But this is a month and a lifetime later, and Lucifer just simmers for a few silent moments. Calculating.
"If I so much as look like I'm stepping out of line, you're insane if you think he won't tell Rei that she can hurt me and make it stick. So you understand if I want something more than your word before I tell you anything."
"If I so much as look like I'm stepping out of line, you're insane if you think he won't tell Rei that she can hurt me and make it stick. So you understand if I want something more than your word before I tell you anything."
"I'll handle it."
It's Al. There is no promise that would be secure enough if he thought that killing Lucifer was the right thing.
It's Al. There is no promise that would be secure enough if he thought that killing Lucifer was the right thing.
[The morning of the 10th, Break will wake to find the newcomers have all gone. He'll also find the following unfinished note on his kitchen table (unless someone else finds it first) in a familiar, careful hand, written a little larger than normal to accommodate his sight. It's a first draft, given the number of words crossed out and random ink smudges on the page.]
Break,
If it's true that I'll be gone within the next few days, then I won't have time to explain what I want to.I don't even know if I want to write this. If what everyone here says is true, time has stopped for both of us back home. We won't have to wait around plotting to rescue the other. Neither of us will have to mourn the other. I guess we can be thankful for that.
But that won't be true for you here; you'll remember that I've gone and I'll never realize that you'd left.I hope you aren't the one who suffers more
You asked what happened back home before. I didn't want to make you worry while there's nothing that you can do about it here, but there's one thing that Ineed to should tell you. [There's a few smudges of ink on the page here, as though he was tapping it with the edge of the pen while thinking of what he wanted to say.] You're still a fool and an impulsive idiot after all this time. You were so happy to throw your life away in a fight without asking anyone else for help! You have people here and at home that you can go to for help if you need, so use them the next time that you're in trouble! Don't be afraid to ask for their help! Don't ever be so quick to throw that life away again, or the next time that I return I'll give you another good kick to knock you out of it!
Remember what you told me?Did you forget 'Don't forget your priorities. If there's one person that you want to protect, you must be cruel enough to get rid of everything else. No one can get back what they've lost.' I never forgot
Maybe I'm the real fool
I can't pretend to understand the life that you've made here, but I will tell you that no matter what happens, it's something worth cherishing and protecting if it makes you feel like you can keep going like this. And if I'm brought back, I'l
[The lettering trails off here as the powers that be send him home before he can finish any further sappy half-thoughts. The pen has fallen and rolled under the table.]
Break,
If it's true that I'll be gone within the next few days, then I won't have time to explain what I want to.
But that won't be true for you here; you'll remember that I've gone and I'll never realize that you'd left.
You asked what happened back home before. I didn't want to make you worry while there's nothing that you can do about it here, but there's one thing that I
Remember what you told me?
I can't pretend to understand the life that you've made here, but I will tell you that no matter what happens, it's something worth cherishing and protecting if it makes you feel like you can keep going like this. And if I'm brought back, I'l
[The lettering trails off here as the powers that be send him home before he can finish any further sappy half-thoughts. The pen has fallen and rolled under the table.]
"And what? Was telling him part of managing me?"
He asks it as simply as he asks a hundred other questions.
He asks it as simply as he asks a hundred other questions.
"Telling someone close to Rei isn't what I'd call protection."
Neither was taking a death god to him when he was dying.
"You want me to tell you things, big things. But you risk my life and try to tell me not to worry about it. You get upset if I don't trust you, but you barely trust me enough to look at your friends. There's something amiss here."
Neither was taking a death god to him when he was dying.
"You want me to tell you things, big things. But you risk my life and try to tell me not to worry about it. You get upset if I don't trust you, but you barely trust me enough to look at your friends. There's something amiss here."
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