He'd get at least one of them.

Duke wasn't ordinarily the sort to initiate a hug. And receiving them from others usually took him by surprise.

He'd never be able to fully express how grateful he was that he'd found two people who made him feel like he could do this. Fling himself into someone's arms like this when his lungs felt like they'd never work properly again.

He wrapped himself around Lucifer, buried his face in the other man's neck, and tried to remember how to breath.