Lucifer's Mansion, Sunday Night

[okteiviakom]

It had been another weird week. But enough of the weird - both from this week, and the ones before it - had apparently passed for Octavia and Lucifer to meet up at the house again on this Sunday evening for another date night.

The previously unfurnished room on the second floor was no longer unfurnished. Octavia didn't know whether Lucifer had noticed yet, especially since she'd left the door closed after she'd been done with it. She didn't know whether it would come into play yet, anyway.

And either way, they were downstairs, sitting down properly at the dining table. A gesture towards things Lucifer liked. And Octavia had cooked, even if the main had been just a very simple salad, which they were just about finished with. The equally simple dessert was still waiting in the fridge.

"Maybe one of these weeks you could give me a lesson." A beat. "You know, for cooking. We could make a thing of it."

[ooc: For, you guessed it, that guy.]

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[my_own_advocate]

"Shall I clean up?" Lucifer asked, smile still gentle.

[okteiviakom]

And another tiny nod.

"Please do."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer nodded, and rose, collecting their bowls and glasses and other items. Something felt... warm, and gentle, and cosy and-- fragile about this moment.

He didn't want to ruin it by talking too much, so he focused on the dishes.

[okteiviakom]

And Octavia just watched.

Something of the smile still lingered in her expression, even though it wasn't really in the curve of her lips anymore.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer had stripped his sleeves up to his elbows, to keep the suds from staining it. He cleaned off the bowls and the cutlery and put them neatly in the rack, and then turned for the towel, to dry off his hands.

Then he turned, and leaned back against the counter, and looked at her.

[okteiviakom]

And she was still watching him.

"Hi," she said, when she caught his eye.

[my_own_advocate]

"Hi," Lucifer said. His mouth curved a touch more. "How did a Devil like me find himself lucky enough to find a niron like you?"

[okteiviakom]

"Took over the right club at the right time?" Octavia suggested.

Well, it was close to what Duke tended to tell her when she asked similar questions about them. (Clearly the Devil's Nest was a foundational part of this entire throuple.)

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer laughed softly. "That certainly helped."

[okteiviakom]

The teasing dimmed from Octavia's expression again, giving way to something that looked like she was pondering it. "And aside from that, you were..." How could she put it? How had she just put it in another conversation, a little while ago? "We saw each other."

[my_own_advocate]

"You lurking moodily by the bar," Lucifer said. A little-- dreamily? "All pent-up emotion."

[okteiviakom]

"And you with so many people around you, and still an outsider." Octavia murmured, a little quieter.

Because that was where it had sparked for her, wasn't it?

[my_own_advocate]

"Is that what you saw?" Lucifer asked softly.

[okteiviakom]

"Eventually," Octavia said. "Took a little bit."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer chuckled. "Did it," he said. "Fair enough."

[okteiviakom]

"You're more than the surface," Octavia added. "It took until I got a glimpse at everything below it."

[my_own_advocate]

"Well, I'm rather glad you got that glimpse," Lucifer said, mouth curving. "You were-- your interest in me was very precious to me well before we started getting naked on the regular."

[okteiviakom]

"I know," Octavia said, sincere and quiet. "You and me were family long before that."

[my_own_advocate]

"Come here," Lucifer said, holding a hand out for her.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia got up from her chair, finally, and closed the gap between them.

And took his hand.

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer pulled her into him.

Into a hug.

[okteiviakom]

Octavia sank right into it. Slid her arms into their rightful place around his waist, and leaned against his chest, tucking her head under his chin.

[my_own_advocate]

"We are both much more than we pretend to be," Lucifer murmured. "I'm glad we saw that in one another."

[okteiviakom]

"I'm glad, too," Octavia replied, just as soft and quiet. "Son of Aurora."

[my_own_advocate]

Lucifer let out a soft huff. "Daughter of Aurora," he whispered back.