a fire I made for you
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She could see he didn't believe her. She whined softly, stroking the fur from his eyes. Lucifer, I will return, i promise. I belong with you... She kissed his forehead as she laid down next to him, laying an arm gently over his stomache, careful not to touch the newly bandaged wound, her other arm pillowing her head. She nuzzled her nose into the back of his neck, trembling from the day's emotional events.

She wanted to fall asleep, holding him, but knew sleep would be fleeting, if it ever alighted on her weary brow. She breathed deeply. After a long moment, the only sound being the crackle and pop of the fire, she spoke softly, the irish accent still softening her vocals. Lucifer? She waited a moment, then spoke again. I'm sorry I accused you of cheating on me...it was a thoughtless thing to say.


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