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Just keep the solar flares from your bedroom down to a minimum if you can. I've shoved a few towels under the door. Does she blind you when she, ah, goes off?

I'm guessing he's going to want to talk to me eventually since his Lucifer hasn't killed me yet. I do have my shop, Lucifer, and I'm not hiding behind you from anyone. Even him. Told your dad to fuck off before. Can do so again with this not-dad.

[He seemed to take a moment to make sure he was still alone before answering.]

I do have to cover my eyes from time to time. Worth it, though.

Well... yes. I suppose you can. I still have no idea what he's doing down here in the first place. Or why.

[Lucifer was a wise devil for doing just that instead of going right ahead and maybe earning a place on the sofa instead of bed.]

I think all of Little Hades knows when you get some. There are a lot of windows in your bedroom. Might want to consider covering those up beforehand. Unless you like the city looking like a discotheque celebrating you getting laid.

I don't know either except that he died. I'll have to ask the other Lucifer and Gabriel. Maybe Michael. That said, I will not take cover behind you, and you'd best remember it. You get a little possessive with things from our world. Suspect that since you gave us the spark of life.

Aren't you hilarious...

[A moment's silence, then-]

Now you have to tell me if you're being serious or not. I'm all fine with the world, or Hell, knowing when I've gotten a good night or not, but I know her well enough to know that'll bother her. If it's true, I'll need to put up heavier curtains in our room.

As for the possessive bit... well. So what? You're mine, John. For better or worse. I know you as few do. I'd say live with it, but I think that time's come and gone, mm?

I'm teasing you. Long as you pull the curtains you have, no one can see in. Heavier ones probably wouldn't hurt though. It just me or is she shining a little brighter? You finally tell her you really do love her?

Lucifer. Dear Lucifer. You don't own me. I'm not yours. Chloe? She's yours. We just happen to be from the same place and fuck before you realised you were in love. You need to be careful, especially when I'm meddling with things that could get you or her hurt.

Mm, well... yes. That would be why there's sex happening in the first bloody place.

[Duh, John.]

Own? No, and I wouldn't want to, but you're as much mine as Maze is. Or Chloe, even before all this. You're... well, you're from where I am. That makes you His as much as mine, and considering the insanity here, I like to keep tabs on what's mine versus everyone else's nonsense. Besides, Chloe's taken a shine to you (hah) as well, so if you think she'll just leave you be because you said so... I don't think you know her very well.

Sex happens for less reason, but I'm glad for you, Lucifer. I am. You deserve it. From what I know of Chloe, she does too.

I think Chloe believes I'd be in a gutter somewhere without you fishing me out. Was just talking about you the other night when someone complained about how sketchy and cheap Hellblazer looks. Had to assure them that you'd deck out the place is silks and gold if I let you. I'd just end up robbed blind in the night.

Chloe is yours, Lucifer, not much to do with me. Lovely woman, yeah, but I think she'll forget me soon enough.

Let me reiterate, Johnny Boy. You don't know our dear Detective very well if you think she'd just forget someone she considers a friend. And here I thought I was the one in need of educating on humanity.

Luci, don't put your hand on my thigh and claim its hers.

And you, better than anyone, should know better than letting her be my 'friend'. All my friends are dead. She's a cute bird, quick and smart. Don't want to see her in a pile of bloody scraps because of someone I've pissed on.

Won't you be shocked to look down and see that it is what it is, mm?

You're under the mistaken impression that I 'let' her do anything. She does as she pleases, much as she did what she pleased that wound her up dead in the first place. If anyone wants to keep her from harm, Constantine, it's me. But I'm also aware that I can't do that without confining her in ways that just... well. It's not my way. Dead or not, she still has Free Will, and if that extends to befriending a sodden mess of a Magician, then that's her prerogative. I dare you to tell her otherwise.

Shocked wouldn't quite cover it.

If you were anyone but you I might take offence at the 'sodden mess' bit. That said, you need to get her a better class of friends if she's down to me. Lay in bed and discuss me, do you? Suppose I should be flattered.

We discuss lots of things post-romp. You. The gargoyles. Her work. My not-family. You again. Face it, John, she's got her hooks into you now. You're hers as much as you're mine.

I'm going to have to get arrested and have a talk with that woman of yours. People die around me, usually because I'm around beings like you or - others.

Not the best argument to make when all parties involved are already dead, John. Try again.

Worse things than death, Lucifer. You know that.

I do. She hasn't quite figured that one out, but still... it's not my place to keep her in a cage, Johnny. You know that well enough.

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