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"You don’t really have to do this, you know?" MC sighed "It's not that bad anyway." they tried to convince him, but the eldest already knew not to trust the words of the stubborn exchange student. "I mean, I've had worse. It's really nothing out of unusual, haha." They tried casually laughing it off, despite being the one to loudly complain about it just a few minutes ago.
Outside the window, the wind was gently shaking the branches of trees surrounding the House of Lamentation. Most of the trees didn't have any leaves and were just swaying their thin, naked branches around. It was a cold day, the kind that required you to put on a few layers of clothing if you wanted to step outside. All of that added to the fact that the Devildom's usual sky and weather resembled the perfect Halloween night, could wear you out from time to time. On top of that, the universe decided to combine it with an incredibly exhausting day at RAD, leaving everyone spent and tired. You know that kind of day when you just can't wait to go home, bury yourself under a blanket and doze off? Yeah.
The great thing about the Devildom was that every day was full of exciting shenanigans, and as for the other thing, well… Some days just leave you a bit more worn out than usual and this was the current deal for MC.
"Oh? And I take that it wasn't you who just walked in here talking about, if I recall correctly, your back being a little…" Lucifer paused and pretended to be lost in thoughts for a second "ah, right, a little bitch today."
The two were sitting on the couch in his study. The fire was cracking gently, making the shadows looming behind them move playfully. It shouldn't be too surprising right now, that despite his usual cold attitude, seeing his love in pain really did make him melt at the spot. The least he could to help them relieve was offer a massage, right?
"Uhh, maybe it was me," they admitted and leaned further against him. Well, it wasn't exactly their back that was being a little bitch. In fact, their poor spine was the victim here. The victim of thick textbooks, stairs and other responsibilities. "Can you blame me, though? I mean, I feel like I've been carrying a bag of rocks with me the whole day. Good thing I don't have that ancient back of yours, it'd just crack heh- Ugh! Hey, don't pinch me!"
Lucifer let out a soft laugh, the one kind he kept only for them. His hands were pressing soft circles around their shoulder blades. MC sighed contently and leaned further into him so that he could work their magic. As cliche as that sounds, this man did work wonders.
Their eyes were following the chaotic movement of flames dancing in front of them, while their mind slowly drifted away. The pain, still present was slowly vanishing under the work of Lucifer's hands. He was much better than a regular person, that's for sure. MC wondered whether was it just a skill that he had or did he have to learn it. They tried to contain the laughter caused by the image of the mighty first-born taking special classes, earning a raised brow from the demon.
"This is much better than any painkiller. Not gonna lie, I could really get used to this." they smiled.
"As much as I love spoiling you like this, I'd rather prefer it if you didn't have to experience any pain in the first place." He said while placing a soft kiss on their neck. "If you wanted to I could take you to a good doctor, but the most important...-" it seemed like he was about to deliver one of his "old-man" lectures again.
"-I know, I know. Gotta take care of myself and all that stuff." They smiled again feeling the pain slip away from another part of their back. "You're the one to talk though, sitting at your desk for hours. I bet your back isn't doing any better than mine" they scolded him in the same fashion.
"My dear, it seems that you're forgetting that, unlike you, I don't have to worry about such ordinary human issues." He huffed, clearly amused at how even now, they were thinking about his wellbeing.
MC wriggled their way, somehow even closer, to him and leaned against his bigger frame. Lucifer wrapped his arms around them buried his face in the space between their neck and shoulders. They could clearly tell that a small smile was ghosting his lips, pride making him hide it from the world, so only they would know how they're making him feel.
"Feeling any better?" his breath tickled their skin making them giggle quietly.
"Much. Thank you, Lucifer." MC rested their head on his shoulder and smiled.