Lucifer clicks his tongue in response, his devilish grin fading into something far softer. It's a look that's reserved solely for his reaper, something to try and express even a fraction of how he feels for the man. Mattheiu's quieter, though, and he can read him well, and so as his reaper absconds from the bar Lucifer follows, slipping an arm around his waist.
"There's nothing wrong with what you do, darling," he murmurs, leaning close so that his words are only for Mattheiu's ears, "I promise. I'm just being a right bastard and poking a bit of fun that isn't very good right now. I promise, you're perfect and I never want you to ever think otherwise."
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Date: 2019-02-21 01:36 am (UTC)From:"There's nothing wrong with what you do, darling," he murmurs, leaning close so that his words are only for Mattheiu's ears, "I promise. I'm just being a right bastard and poking a bit of fun that isn't very good right now. I promise, you're perfect and I never want you to ever think otherwise."