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Aside from the other reason, you mean.

[Which was him being scared of her reaction. Of her rejecting him. She's smart enough to piece that together, and while she didn't like the idea of him hiding from her, she understands.]

My point is that even though I know everything now, it's still... a lot to get used to. Just when I think I'm used to something, something else comes through to knock that sense of security down.

I'm sorry.

[He said it because he didn't know what else to say. He knew he should say something, knew that he didn't want her to think that her thoughts and fears didn't mean anything to him. And he was sorry. Sorry that it had taken them this long to piece things together. Sorry that he'd caused her pain in any way. Sorry that... well. Sometimes he was just sorry.]

I wish... I wish there were easier ways to do things. I always seem to pick the harder route, even when I'm not trying to.

[She's heard him apologize before; it isn't new between them. And yet she can't help but curl up against him more, arm reaching over to grasp along his back and tug them in closer together.]

Well... it's not like you've been in a great place to know how to navigate those routes all this time. I just wish-- I want to be your partner. Not just in work or romantically. I want you to be able to lean on me, Lucifer. And on each other. I'd like to hope you know that I'm not planning on going anywhere by now.

I... really want to believe that.

[He wanted to believe in something. That there was someone out there on his side, someone who wanted him as he was. Maze had been so disappointed when he'd stopped being 'The Devil'. His Father had kicked him out for not being the perfect son. There were few whose opinions mattered to him, but she'd become one of them, and the idea of her finding fault with him for just being as he was sat badly with him.]

I do trust you, love.

Good. That's all I'm asking.

[She knew that millennia of abandonment and anger couldn't just be swept away. But she'd like to believe that she's proven herself to be a trustworthy person to him by now.]

Because I trust you. More than anyone.

That's what I find myself most surprised by, I think.

[His hand slid out from her shirt, coming up to cup her cheek as he leaned in and pressed what, for him, was a rather chaste kiss against her lips.]

I haven't had that in longer than I'd like to think of.

[She leaned into that kiss, pressing her lips back against his with the gentlest brush.]

Well, maybe you should start getting used to it.

I don't think I'll ever get used to you, Chloe.

[His voice was soft when he spoke, eyes gentle and dark as he let his thumb trace over her cheek.]

Get some sleep. I don't want you exhausted in the morning.

Mm. I'll do my best.

[Now that she was safe and nestled in against him, she felt the stirrings of sleep tugging her down, beckoning her to close her eyes. She does, settling in more against him and the warmth of his wing curled over her and letting herself be comforted by the sound of his breathing and heartbeat.]

[He'd keep holding her through the night, watching her drift off and waiting until he was certain she was getting a good, unbothered sleep before he'd let himself join her. His wings would stay out all night, wrapping her up in white glory in hopes that it would keep her mind her own and afford her a mostly dreamless sleep -- or untainted night of dreams, but Lucifer had already decided that if there was something out there mucking with her mind, he'd have to go poke his nose into it to see if he could convince it to stop. Couldn't have her being manipulated, after all. Not even by himself.]

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