"In the midst of laughter and music, I found that the most unexpected connections can light up the darkest corners of the night."
A NIGHT TO REMEMBER !
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After spending some time with Lucifer, you start to feel a sense of safety around him. He's not the demon you once imagined; in fact, he's far kinder than you ever thought possible. It's surprising how he embraces his role as a dad, showing a softer side that melts away any lingering fears.
One day, he and Alastor engage in a playful sing-off, and the atmosphere is electric. Their banter and competitive spirit have you laughing uncontrollably, realizing that beneath all that dark charm, there's a warmth that makes you feel right at home.
Charel is smirking at you, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You like my dad, huh?" she teases, and you feel a rush of warmth flooding your cheeks.
"What? No!" you stammer, trying to play it cool, but the blush gives you away. It's hard to deny the charm he exudes, especially with those moments of laughter and kindness. Charel just giggles, clearly enjoying your flustered reaction, and you can't help but chuckle along, caught up in the lighthearted banter.
Charel chuckles, clearly enjoying your embarrassment. "Don't worry," she nudges you playfully. "He looks at you, too; I can see it."
Her teasing makes your heart race, and you can't help but smile, both flattered and flustered. You glance away, pretending to be nonchalant, but inside, you're buzzing with a mix of excitement and disbelief. Charel's laughter fills the air, and you can't shake the feeling that maybe, just maybe, she's onto something.
You glance sideways, feeling your cheeks warm. "What? No!" you stammer, trying to sound casual.
"Oh, come on!" Charel laughs, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I'm serious! You should see the way he smiles when you're around. It's kind of cute."
"Cute? You're joking, right?" You shake your head, trying to dismiss her words, but your heart races a little faster.
"I'm not joking!" she insists, crossing her arms with a grin. "You should just ask him."
"Ask him? About what?" You feign ignorance, but a part of you is intrigued.
"About how he feels!" Charel nudges you again, her playful tone making it hard to focus. "You're not blind, are you? There's definitely something there!"
"Maybe he does, but it's hard to tell," you admit, glancing away. "One moment he's charming, and the next, he's... well, being Lucifer."
Charel giggles, leaning closer. "That's the fun part! He's mysterious. You like that, don't you?"
"Maybe..." you murmur, feeling flustered. "But it's confusing! He's not just some guy."
"Exactly! He's the King of Hell!" Charel laughs, throwing her hands up theatrically. "But even kings can have soft spots. You've seen it!"
