Lucifer

Lucifer groaned, rolling over in bed for the fourth time that hour. Unable to get comfortable, the bed not feeling the same without the presence of his lover.

They said they were going to come to bed about two hours ago, yet they were still tucked away in the castle's library. Researching a topic Lucifer didn't quite grasp the concept of. He was beginning to grow frustrated.

He begrudgingly got up from bed, the red sheets being lazily thrown to the side as he slipped into worn out duck slippers. He looked a tad bit stupid, in nothing but those slippers and a pair of loose heart patterned sleep shorts.

As he made his way through the castle, he finally arrived at the library, any hint of the frustration he was feeling earlier vanished like it had never been there.

A smile gracing his lips as he saw his lover slumped in a chair, various open and closed books surrounding them, as they nearly fell asleep for the third time that hour.

Walking over to them, he moved the books aside, careful to not make any more noise than needed. He reached out, gently tucking a strand of hair behind their ear, and pressing a kiss to their forehead.

"My love? Lets go to bed."